Interview with Chelsea © J.M. Adele, 2017.
Chelsea:
*Sweeps into the restaurant looking gorgeous*
Mornin’. Isn’t it a beautiful day?
Jen:
Yes, it is.
Chelsea:
Can I get you anything? Coffee? Sweet tea? Tequila?
*Winks and waves to Beau who’s manning the bar*
Jen:
*nods*
Just a water, thanks.
Chelsea:
Oh, you’re an adventurous one. One water comin’ right up.
*Comes back with a water for Jen and a sweet tea for herself after talking to several people*
Here ya go. I love your dress, by the way.
*places drinks on the table and hands Jen a napkin*
Jen:
Thank you.
Chelsea:
So, where do we start?
*Takes a sip of her drink*
Jen:
Why don’t we start with Boston? How do you like living here?
Chelsea:
Oh, I love it. I have this awful yearnin’ for home, but this place has opened up so many opportunities for me. I can’t be thankful enough.
Jen:
What about Alabama? Do you plan on going back there some day?
Chelsea:
*Looks towards the door to the kitchen*
A few weeks ago, I would have said yes, absolutely. Now, I’m not so sure.
Jen:
What’s changed your mind? Or should I say who’s changed your mind?
Chelsea:
*Fiddles with the tablecloth*
Dane:
*Plonks into the chair beside Chelsea*
Aw, has my girl gone all shy?
Chelsea:
Butt out Dane.
*shakes head*
He’s such a spotlight whore.
Dane:
The answer to your question is definitely a who, and his name is Greyson. Do you want me to go and get him?
Chelsea:
*Sits up straight*
What!? No, Dane.
Jen:
That’d be great, thanks.
Chelsea:
*Scowls at Dane’s retreating back*
I should’ve specified the subjects that were off limits. Greyson is one of them.
Jen:
Why?
Chelsea:
*throws hands in the air*
Didn’t I just say I wouldn’t talk about him?
Jen:
Okay, then. How has it been moving into a share house?
Chelsea:
The girls are great. I’m not so sure about Ryan.
Jen:
Why?
Chelsea:
He can be a jerk sometimes.
Jen:
You don’t want to talk about him either, do you?
Chelsea:
Can we just not talk about men, in general?
*Eyes the door to the kitchen again*
Jen:
Done. So, what’s your greatest fear?
Chelsea:
Being in a position where I am dependent on a man.
Jen:
*Raises eyebrows*
Are we still talking about men?
Chelsea:
You asked.
*shrugs*
Dane:
*Sneaks up behind Chelsea*
Chelsea loves talking about men. It’s one of our favourite subjects.
Chelsea:
*Whips around in her chair*
Sweet Jesus, Dane! Would you go and look after the customers?
Dane:
Jenna’s got it all under control. We only have two parties left.
*claps hands and takes a seat*
So... men. Please continue.
Jen:
Chelsea was explaining how her greatest fear is being dependent on a man. I’m not sure whether she was referring to money or affection.
Chelsea:
Both.
Dane:
Truth is she crav—
Chelsea:
Shut your cake hole, Dane.
*Slaps a hand on the table*
Greyson:
Uh, is this a bad time to introduce myself?
Dane:
*Jumps up to pull out a chair*
Perfect timing.
Chelsea:
Unbelievable! Do you see why I don’t want to talk about them?
*Waves a finger between Dane and Greyson*
This was supposed to be my interview.
Dane:
*Ignores Chelsea*
Jen, this is Greyson. Leading candidate for hottest chef in Boston and next in line to be Chelsea’s significant other.
Chelsea:
*coughs*
Greyson:
*snickers*
Jen:
Extremely pleased to meet you.
*Shakes Greyson’s hand*
Greyson:
Likewise. Don’t let me interrupt you.
*Smiles at Jen then fixes his stare on Chelsea*
Jen:
*Clears throat and squirms in seat*
If you only achieve one thing in life what would you want it to be?
Chelsea:
*Fixes gaze on the glass ceiling*
For my family and friends to know how much I love them.
Jen:
Do you feel that you’ve already achieved that?
Chelsea:
*Chews on lips*
I think so.
*Flicks a sideways look at Greyson who is still staring at her*
Jen:
Can I ask you a question, Greyson?
Greyson:
Call me Grey, and yes, you can.
Jen:
What is your biggest fear?
Grey:
Being trapped in a life I don’t want.
Chelsea:
Like what?
Grey:
Small town, farm life.
Chelsea:
*drops eyes to the table, fiddling with the cloth again*
Jen:
And what is the one thing you’d like to achieve most in life?
Greyson:
Ownership of my own successful restaurant and acclaim as a top chef in the industry.
Chelsea:
Would you mind if we did this another time, Jen? I’m not feeling so great all of a sudden.
Jen:
Of course, no problem. Can I get anything for you?
Chelsea:
No, I’ll be fine. I’ll call you.
*leaves*
Greyson:
*scrapes his chair as he darts after Chelsea*
Dane:
Well, you managed to pick at their sore spots. Well done. Love is so complicated. Thank goodness I don’t have to worry about that.
*grins*
Would you like to interview me?
Jen:
*laughs*
I’m all good, thanks Dane.