Oct 22

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JOKETTE

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An aging rock journalist (black Chuck Taylors, black 501s, brown tweed jacket, dark yellow Dockers button-down, tortoise-shell glasses, longish hair swept back over bald spot, high cholesterol) walks into a bar and catches the eye of an account planner (tight white t-shirt over black bra, shiny black hiphuggers, Prada boots, Coach shoulder tote, thick-framed glasses, hairclips, legs shaved halfway) from the ad agency upstairs as she glances over the shoulder of her boss (corporate goatee, tan John Smedley mock turtleneck, four-button charcoal Comme des Garçons, venereal warts), who is failing to convince her to join the team at his new shop. Looking right into her enormous brown eyes, the journalist freezes, realizing there will be no drinkies for him tonight until he gets some cash from the machine.