[Crowe was at sign ups for the musical, but he chickened out of any actual auditioning. He's all about new distractions in his life, but he has no idea where he got the idea he could get over stage fright.
Still, he was in a pretty good mood today, so he gives Kurt as smile when he slides up to his lunch table.]
Right, the high school gym covered in paper decorations while everyone gets pissed on spiked punch. And well, it's not like those didn't exist in the 1950s, but I'm surprised they do in Mayfield.
Still, he was in a pretty good mood today, so he gives Kurt as smile when he slides up to his lunch table.]
Oh, hi. How're you doing?
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I've been better. You're Crowe, right?
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[He starts poking at his hot lunch with a spoon delicately, like he's looking for surprise gristle.]
I saw you out shopping, how'd prom go? I... did not attend.
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[More pettily vicious food-poking.]
Nothing blew up? Nobody died?
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[a little bitterly]
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[He chuckles at that.] Not that I'm aware of.
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