Crescendo, Triplet, Forte, Fortissimo, Viola, Crotchet and Piano are all hanging out in the garage waiting for Diminuendo to come back with a new version of the band poster from his studio after discussing it and making multiple different requests for alterations.
Crescendo: Honestly, I don't know why I'm even here, Diminuendo brings me along to these for like no reason at all.
Forte: We really like having your company here though, you should totally come around more often to hang if you aren't doing much.
Crescendo slides closer to Forte on the couch, wearing a small smile.
Forte: What have you been up to anyways? You already know about us. Playing gigs, taking names, the usual. We never hear about you.
Crescendo: There isn't really much to hear about. Just a normal girl with a normal job at the corner store. I hang out with you guys or Diminuendo in the evenings and then I go to sleep and wake up the next day and do it again.
Forte: Seems like you need a change of pace. Life feeling too monotonous huh?
Crescendo: I think I have an idea that could potentially make it more exciting.
Crescendo smiles at Forte. Forte seems completely oblivious to what's going on. Triplet however seems ticked off for some reason.
Forte: Oh? What's that? Do tell!
Crescendo: Well...
Triplet cuts them off.
Triplet: Okay, I'm going to stop you right there. I am TIRED of you two flirting with each other like the rest of us aren't even in the room.
Fortissimo raises an eyebrow, seeming interested in this. Viola and Piano share a look. Crotchet seems to have no idea what's going on. Forte seems surprised and Crescendo seems slightly frustrated with the unprovoked interruption.
Forte: Triplet, what do you even mean? We aren't...
Forte gets cut off by Crescendo.
Crescendo: We aren't.
She seems embarrassed however, and keeps looking around the room at everyone.
Crescendo: But even if I was, what's it to you?
Forte: Crescendo, I don't think...
Forte gets cut off by Triplet. She seems slightly embarrassed herself too, after being put under the spotlight by Crescendo.
Triplet: Well, I just think that as Fortes long time friend, that he should be focusing more on the band and practice and stuff right now. He doesnt have time for dates or relationships or whatever.
Crescendo: Well, it seems like you guys always find time to hang out outside of practice. Surely it's not a bad thing if he uses that time to hang out with different people?
Triplet: Those are like... bonding moments. For the band. There's no way we would give him up for that time. And besides, I've known him so much longer than you. I know what's better for him and for the band right now.
Sparks are practically flying across the room. Fortissimo, who seems to be the only one with context is loving it. Piano and Viola look vaguely confused and Crotchet still has no clue what's going on. Forte is trying to sink himself into the couch as deep as he can.
Forte: Guys, I think...
He gets cut off by Crescendo.
Crescendo: What does you knowing him longer have anything to do with this? And now youre using the royal "we". Why dont we ask the rest of the band huh? Or maybe even just ask Forte what he wants, since you're so intent on making his decisions for him.
Triplet releases a low grumble. And Fortissimo has a grin on her face.
Fortissimo: I mean I'm fine with Forte hanging out with who he wants. You seem AWFULLY invested in this Triplet for whatever reason. I wonder why?
Crescendo seems happy that Fortissimo is creating this interaction.
Triplet: I... I... blushing. I don't care man. Whatever. Do what you want.
She shoots daggers at Forte. Triplet puts her headphones on and grabs her tape recorder. She gets up and goes to sit on a chair in the corner.
Forte: WHAT DID I EVEN DO MAN?
Triplet hears this, turns back to look at Forte. She sticks her tongue out like a kid would do and then puts her middle finger up at Forte. Forte laughs. Triplet seems satisfied with this and smiles small, then she turns around and sits down on the chair she intended to in the first place. Crescendo sees this as an opportunity to slide even closer to Forte. Forte slightly moves away, but not so much its noticeable.
Forte realises what he did after the fact. He corrects himself, sits up straight and tries to compose himself. Fortissimo is trying to hold in a laugh. Everyone else just looks very confused. Diminuendo finally ducks under the garage door and looks around.
Diminuendo: What the hell happened while I was gone? You all look like some shit just went down. I cant leave y'all alone for 10 minutes while I get stuff done huh.
Piano lights up seeing Diminuendo.
Piano: Well first...!
She gets cut off by Viola
Viola: Piano dear, now is not the time. Diminuendo, you have those posters?
Fortissimo is still trying to hold in a laugh. Diminuendo is squinting thier eyes at everyone trying to figure something out. Crescendo winks at him. Apart from that, the mention of the posters seems to defuse everything. Everyone gathers around Diminuendo, complimenting the new posters and the fast turn around time.