Her: So what y’all do for a living?
Us: We run a live music venue in London so we are over for the festival
Her: Oh thats cool. Y’all wanna know what I do?
Us: Err yeah sure (arent you a waitress)
Her: I write lyrics. I just dont know what to do with them.
Us: Well can you play any instruments or anything
Her: No I cant
Us: Well you should try and find someone who can play and try and jam together – put your lyrics to the music
Her: Yeah I guess. Y’all want to hear one of my songs?
Us: Urm okay sure
Her (and im paraphrasing here but I promise it was long and rhymed) : I met a man who loved me once but he ran away and completely left me a broken old woman all alone and destitute and dried up working in a hotel bar having destroyed all my hopes and dreams *starts balling eyes out and runs away
You stay weird Austin