Yesterday The Peeshwank went on two auditions for upcoming feature films. After four hours of him charming various and sundry producers, actors, directors, random passersby, and the guy running the burrito stand next to the auditions, we were in the car discussing how the auditions went.
Me: So, who all was in the room for the second audition?
P: Cassie, a dude, and there was a chick in there.
Me: There was a chicken!?
P: No! There was a chick in there.
Me: I don’t understand why they’d have a chicken there. I’m just glad I didn’t have to go in with you. I would’ve freaked out.
P: No. It was a chick in there.
Me: I heard you. That’s so strange.
P: [giggling uncontrollably]
I love messing with him. Maybe now he’ll refer to us as “ladies”.