[ Scott's eyebrows shoot up in agreement when Wanda tells him to pick jobs where there's airconditioning. The heatwave might've been unprecedented, but it's a good suggestion nonetheless especially when the state of everything around here can be unpredictable.
Finishing with his shoes, Scott inspects the bowling balls they have in this place. Not great, but not bad. ]
No problem. [ On paying, he means. ] Haven't really listened to country a lot. It's not my thing, but I also don't have strong feelings about it.
[ If it's in the radio, sure, why not? But he won't go out of his way to actually listen to it. After eyeing the lane, he looks back at Wanda. ] So, I take it you know how to play this? [ Just gauging how much he needs to teach her. ]
( so, scott isn't necessarily the type who gets too concerned with music. it's really nothing, in the grand scheme of things, but it tells wanda a little bit about him. and that curiosity grows in her, so—
once she's got her shoes on, boots neatly tucked back under the bench, she glances up at him. )
I've seen how it's played, but I don't know how the points work. ( and has never actually thrown a bowling ball down the lane as a matter of fact— ) I can probably figure it out if you go first.
( she stands up, walking up to him. )
What music would you change their playlist with, then?
[ Scott replies when she tells him to go first. She's right, demonstration usually helps someone learn better. So without further ado, Scott picks up a ball, fingers correctly inserting inside those three holes, and carries it with ease before his chest. He has the posture of someone who has obviously played this before, but how good remains to be seen.
Walking to the lane, he stops just before the mark on the floor, crouches and slowly walks before the actual lane. Once he's on it, Scott goes into position, and throws the ball.
It's a strike.
He turns to Wanda with a smile. ] Maybe rock. Grunge if I have to pick a subgenre.
( as he makes his way to the lane, manages the position necessary to throw the ball, wanda just about does a quiet effort to imitate him with stiff movements on the side. scott manages to land a strike with the confidence of someone who has either done this plenty in the past or someone who trusts his own skills enough.
she can't help but smile back, taken aback a little by how smooth the whole thing was. )
You're just going to act like getting all the pins down was no big deal, huh.
( though the smile also stems from how she thinks his choice of music is pretty cool. it's not her style, necessarily, but she's liked what she's heard of it. she moves towards the ramps where the balls are and checks out the few different colorful options that she has. )
Have you been coming here a lot? ( she grabs at a highlighter-orange ball. ) Working on the whole 'community' thing?
( wanda will take her time to get from holding the ball to throwing it; she needs to get confident with it first. )
[ Her earlier comment about acting like the strike was no big deal receives a proud smile from Scott, if not a slowly forming smirk. He won't dignify that with an answer so he won't appear too cocky (even if he is) and instead, focuses on her questions. ]
Here in the Bowling Center? No, but I've been keeping tabs.
[ In reference to the recent murder that transpired here which he learned recently. Scott watches her stance, and without even a second thought, as if he's used to doing this back home, approaches her to correct some of her missteps. Which aren't a lot, to be fair. Just minor ones he just can't help but notice and fix. ]
Maybe this is how I start building community. [ He jokes, in reference to teaching her a little about bowling. ]
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Finishing with his shoes, Scott inspects the bowling balls they have in this place. Not great, but not bad. ]
No problem. [ On paying, he means. ] Haven't really listened to country a lot. It's not my thing, but I also don't have strong feelings about it.
[ If it's in the radio, sure, why not? But he won't go out of his way to actually listen to it. After eyeing the lane, he looks back at Wanda. ] So, I take it you know how to play this? [ Just gauging how much he needs to teach her. ]
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once she's got her shoes on, boots neatly tucked back under the bench, she glances up at him. )
I've seen how it's played, but I don't know how the points work. ( and has never actually thrown a bowling ball down the lane as a matter of fact— ) I can probably figure it out if you go first.
( she stands up, walking up to him. )
What music would you change their playlist with, then?
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[ Scott replies when she tells him to go first. She's right, demonstration usually helps someone learn better. So without further ado, Scott picks up a ball, fingers correctly inserting inside those three holes, and carries it with ease before his chest. He has the posture of someone who has obviously played this before, but how good remains to be seen.
Walking to the lane, he stops just before the mark on the floor, crouches and slowly walks before the actual lane. Once he's on it, Scott goes into position, and throws the ball.
It's a strike.
He turns to Wanda with a smile. ] Maybe rock. Grunge if I have to pick a subgenre.
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she can't help but smile back, taken aback a little by how smooth the whole thing was. )
You're just going to act like getting all the pins down was no big deal, huh.
( though the smile also stems from how she thinks his choice of music is pretty cool. it's not her style, necessarily, but she's liked what she's heard of it. she moves towards the ramps where the balls are and checks out the few different colorful options that she has. )
Have you been coming here a lot? ( she grabs at a highlighter-orange ball. ) Working on the whole 'community' thing?
( wanda will take her time to get from holding the ball to throwing it; she needs to get confident with it first. )
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Here in the Bowling Center? No, but I've been keeping tabs.
[ In reference to the recent murder that transpired here which he learned recently. Scott watches her stance, and without even a second thought, as if he's used to doing this back home, approaches her to correct some of her missteps. Which aren't a lot, to be fair. Just minor ones he just can't help but notice and fix. ]
Maybe this is how I start building community. [ He jokes, in reference to teaching her a little about bowling. ]