"She’s not coming, man," Miller said, leaning against a wood-paneled pillar. Miller was wearing a leather tie over a Hawaiian shirt—a crime against fashion even by current standards. "The Thompson twins are playing at the arena. Nobody’s coming to a basement synth-pop night when there’s a real concert across town."
Elias checked his Swatch for the tenth time in five minutes. Don T Make Me Wait 1980s
"My car died three blocks away. I walked the rest of the way in this," she gestured to the downpour. "I figured if I was one minute late, you’d be gone. I was hovering by the door, trying to dry off so I didn't look like a swamp monster." "She’s not coming, man," Miller said, leaning against
"She said she’d be here," Elias muttered. He adjusted the collar of his Members Only jacket. "She doesn't care about the Twins." Nobody’s coming to a basement synth-pop night when
"I thought you stood me up," Elias said, the frustration melting into instant relief.