Enjoy!
***
“Was this the right address? Oh Cecil – not again, man. What
were you thinking, sending me here? There’s nothing here.”
“Okay – gotta be a Google Maps mistake. Check again – he
said Southern Methodist, downtown Dallas, at University and Hyer, front of
Dallas Hall.
Yep, I’m here, and it’s cold. Wonder if I’ve got enough time
to run to Chik-Fil-A for a coffee?”
“Hello? Mr. Wur-Locke? Did I get that right?
Hey, how’re ya doin’? I’m Patrick. Patrick Caputo. Pleased
to meet you. Wow – that’s a great cloak there. Are you headed for the opera
after this? Very stylish.”
“So…you called Cecil about needing a voiceover artist for
some outdoor freelance work? I’m kinda new to his roster, but I assure you,
I’ve been at this for a long, long time. Brought my references, if you want to
see them…? No?
What’s this – you want me to run some lines for you?”
“Are you…hoarse? Can’t speak? Okay, that’s fine. Can you
write some instructions? I wanna make sure you’re getting what you paid for,
y’know. I think I’ve got a sticky note in here somewhere. That’s me, ya know –
the old Boy Scout. Always prepared. Here ya go.”
“Hello to you too. So…what were you looking for in a style?
These look like…commands, I think? So like…”
“Spells, you say?”
“Okay, I get it. This is some sort of a RennFest thing,
right? Okay, how about a Sir Ian McKellan, maybe with a little bit of
Christopher Walken to soften it up a bit?”
“This line here? Itus cessus…vado…progressus.”
“Did I do that right? You want more emphasis? Maybe on the
last word?”
“Itus cessus…vado…PROGRESSUS!”
“Better? You like that little bit of Walken in there? Adds
kind of a sinister touch, I know. Is it just me, or is it getting dark a little
early today?”
***
Part Two coming right up...
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