DT7: A new pub!

[Will Stanton]

"We didn't really HAVE one. Dramadramdrama."

[Simon Kipling]

"Oh, so that's why I didn't get invited."

[Will Stanton]

"Eh?"

[Simon Kipling]

"I can't not be invited to a show if you never have a show to not invite me to." Simon clarifies. Kind of.

[Will Stanton]

"....Yes. Yes, that makes sense."

[Simon Kipling]

"Of course it does. I'm the logical one." Simon stated.

[Will Stanton]

"YOU?!"

[Simon Kipling]

"Of the two of us."

[Will Stanton]

"Oh. That's oK then."

[Simon Kipling]

"Did you write any songs?"

[Will Stanton]

"Eh, not yet...working on me writing."

[Simon Kipling]

"It must be hard to write stuff when you've already got a wife and kid. What else is there to write about if it's not a love song or about rejection?"

[Will Stanton]

"I'ma writin' plays and...stuff."

[Simon Kipling]

"Stuff?"

[Will Stanton]

"Yeah! Stuff."

[Simon Kipling]

"What, like poetry, or...?"

[Will Stanton]

"Eh, you know. Just...WRITING."

[Simon Kipling]

"Yeah, I know what you're writing." Simon smirked to himself.

[Will Stanton]

"Wha?"

[Simon Kipling]

"Should I look for author W. Stanton on fan fiction dot net?" Simon asked.

[Will Stanton]

"You absolutely should not."

[Simon Kipling]

"Because I might find something, or because I might not find something?"

[Will Stanton]

"Yes!"

[Simon Kipling]

"Whoo. Looks like I'll be drunk surfin' tonight."

[Will Stanton]

"You could drown."

[Simon Kipling]

"On the internet?"

[Will Stanton]

"Mebbe."