What’d you do ?
[ Laughs ] – Can l buy you a drink ?
– Yeah, l’d love one. Sit down. l’m Gary. l’m Celeste. – It takes forever to get a drink.
There’s only one waitress.
– l can go to the bar. – Oh, don’t go.
– Are those guys bothering you ? No, they’re fine.
l mean, you just got here. Here, help yourself. – You like bourbon ?
– l love it. We got that out of the way. Tell me,
Celeste, what do you do for a living ? l’m a sales rep,
and l came here to call on a customer, but they gave me a hard time
’cause l’m a girl. ls that how
you think of yourself ? – As a sales rep ?
– As a girl. – Yeah, l don’t have a problem with it.
– l like your hair. – l like your outfit.
– Actually, this is
my second favorite outfit. l had a first favorite, but it got
ruined and l had to get rid of it. – You did ?
– It smelled. – Really ? Having it
cleaned didn’t help ?
– No. So tell me, Gary,
what do you do for a living ? – How far do you want
to go with this ?
– Don’t say anything yet. l don’t think it works
if we’re somebody else. l mean, Gary and Celeste,
what do they know about anything ? – Well, this is your game,
l’ve never played before.
– It’s not a game. lt’s not something you play. Well, does this make
any sense to you ? lt doesn’t have to.
It’s something that happens. lt’s like seeing
someone for the first time–
like you could be passing on the street, and you look at each other
and for a few seconds… there’s this kind of a recognition–
like you both know something. The next moment,
the person’s gone, and it’s too late
to do anything about it. And you always remember it,
because it was there, and you let it go, and you think to yourself,
”What if l had stopped ?
If l had said something ?” ”What if ?” ”What if ?” And it may only happen
a few times in your life. – Or once.
– Or once.