The scene: The upstairs lounge at the popular restaurant/nightclub Fez Batik, Saturday night at about 10:30 p.m.. The lounge is a junior set decorator’s idea of a scene from Kismet, with persian tapestries hanging from the walls and ceilings and cushions from an old Star Trek pleasure-planet set thrown over low-slung benches and couches. House music constantly thumps in the background and the air is abuzz with Smirnoff Ice-soaked conversation.
Her: Can you really play that thing?
Me: Yeah. Can I play something for you?
Her: Only if you can rock out on that thing.
Me: Funny you should mention that…
(One AC/DC number later)
Her: Whoo! That was awesome! Now can you play Happy Birthday for my husband?