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Amazing grilled cheese sandwiches.

The absolute best in New York. And a good place for budding starlets.

Agreed. Are you a budding starlet?

I'm doing my level best to be. That's why I'm in New York, studying theatre. Trying to catch my big break.

Like every other theatre student in New York, really.

Very cool. I'm going to guess with the singing nature of the job musical theater not like Shakespeare theater?

How long have you been in the City?

I've done both, actually. And singing Shakespeare theatre, which was -- interesting.

I'm starting my sophomore year, so not quite a year yet.

Singing Shakespeare theater. Wow. Color me impressed.

Almost a year. Nice. I've only been here six months myself. I'm an LA by way of Minnesota transplant.

Doesn't take long before you feel like you've been here all your life though.

Romeo and Juliet. I was Mercutio. It was pretty ambitious, actually, for a Catholic school.

I'm Peter, by the way. [He offers a hand with a small smile] Peter Simons. I'd welcome you to New York, but you probably know the city better than I do.

Catholic school boy. Be still my beating heart. Plaid skirt and everything?

[He shakes his hand with a smile on his face.]Sam Roth and I just might. Sort of get around.

And knee socks, of course.

Nice to meet you, Sam. I'm sort of antisocial, so it's taken me a while to find my way around. Between classes and looking for a job, I haven't had the time I want to really explore.

Watch out world, he's got knee socks.

I try to be antisocial. Thing is my job and my friends won't let me.

If this singing diner doesn't work out I've got a friend who just became a daddy and has a bakery. Bet he could use an extra pair of hands.

I know nothing about kids, but I love baking. I asked for -- and never received, much to my disappointment -- an Easy Bake Oven when I was ten.

Give me your number and I'll talk to him, let you know if he needs someone.

So you sing, do you play any instruments?

Holy fuck, wow. Okay, yeah, sure. [Peter scrambles in his bag for a pen and some paper to write his number down.]

I do not play instruments, no. Is that a requirement for this bakery?

Oh no, no. I'm pretty sure Matt couldn't play music to save his life. Not a job requirement. Sometimes I need people who can play for events and what not, could have been some more work for you.

Oh okay. Still, wow. I mean, I'm not a professional. It's just a hobby. But I can follow a recipe and make things look pretty.

So long as looking pretty involves adding sprinkles and not -- piping icing roses onto things.

[He hands over his number, trying not to hyperventilate] I was a choir boy, if you need that sort of thing for your events? Knee socks optional.

Sprinkles are good.

[He takes the number and puts it in his pocket with his phone.]

Everyone needs a choir boy, don't they? [Smirk.] Usually need more of the rock variety type stuff. Pain in the ass when you are a solo act and you play a show, you know? I'm no good at the one man band act.

Well, if you need back up vocals I might be able to help. Otherwise, I don't really know anyone who does rock variety type stuff. The rockiest theatre kids tend to get is Jesus Christ Superstar.

[Jeez, but Sam is gorgeous. Especially that smirk, and all the choir boy comments.] Should I get your number too? Or your friend's, so I know when he calls.

ooc: Matt can come over and join the party, if he likes :)

[He chuckled.] No Tommy Boy or Rocky Horror? Shame.

Oh sure! I'll give you both. Pen? Or you know if you have a cell phone I can just.....put them in there. I really should of thought of that before....[Getting out his own phone he takes the scrap of paper and puts Peter's number into his phone.]

((ooc: I'll give him a poke! I think his player is on wonky UK hours.))

Rocky Horror? Please, my Catholic sensibilities. [He presses a hand to his chest] If I had pearls, I'd clutch them.

Oh -- right, yeah. Duh. [Peter pulls his phone out too, at the ready] Okay, shoot.

What!? No Rocky Horror!? I'm brokenhearted. [He couldn't help but laugh at that. With a smirk still on his face he tucked his shoulder length hair away from his face. He started with his own number. Then rattled off Matt's.]

Please tell me you won't clutch your pearls over Phantom of the Opera. Nothing is quite like Gerard Butler singing.

[Peter enters in the number, trying not to ogle at the way Sam tucks his hair back. Totally not attractive. At all.

Though he does give Sam a look of shock and horror at the mention of Gerard Butler]

Gerard Butler? Oh nonono, Michael Crawford. Or better yet, Hugh Panaro. Be still my heart! I've stage doored a few times but he always sneaks out another way.

If you haven't seen the stage version, you haven't lived.

[Sam laughs again.] I'm sorry I have a thing for his voice. It's all deep and rough. Very, very sexy.

The only thing I've seen on stage is the Blue Man group.

Well -- you need to fix that, as soon as possible. I mean, Gerard Butler did okay for only three years training? But it's nothing compared to how someone properly trained can handle the role.

I'll work on it. Add it to my mile long to do list. Huge difference between stage actors and movie actors?