Night Out Scene 2

Ashlie: This was Stephen’s idea. He loves clubbing, but this really isn’t my kind of music! I don’t know why I put up with him sometimes.

Stephen: What’s wrong, Ash? Surely you must like this. It’s great! I’m just getting warmed up!

Ashlie: Oh Stephen I can hardly hear you. What did you say?

Stephen: I said the music’s great. Why aren’t you dancing?

Ashlie: You must be joking, it sounds like a car alarm. It’s giving me a headache. I can’t stand this kind of music.

Stephen: Oh, but dance music’s much better…

Ashlie: You know I’m going to speak to the DJ.

Stephen: Ashlie! What are you doing? You’ve cleared the dance floor. This is a dance club, not some pop venue.

Ashlie: Well, I couldn’t listen to that noise anymore.

Stephen: Come on. Let’s get out of here before people start complaining!

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Ashlie: Listen - we’ve tried live music, a club and a pub and I’ve just had a message from Sally and she says there’s a party at her friend’s house. Come on, let’s get a taxi. You don’t have to get up early tomorrow, do you?

Stephen: No, but we won’t know anyone there. Are you sure we can just turn up? Are they going to let us in?

Ashlie: Yes - I’m sure - we’ll just tell them you’re with me. Come on, I’ve got to look up her address.

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Stephen: Hey guys, all right…

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Stephen: This is such a great house for a party.

Ashlie: Yes, it is, isn’t it? Except someone’s just turned up that terrible music. We haven’t been very lucky tonight, have we?

Stephen: For once I agree with you. I thought coming to a house party would be better than a club. You know, we could chat, meet some really cool people but this is awful.

Ashlie: Right – that’s it. We’ve spent the whole night complaining about music. Come on, we’re off!

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Stephen: I can’t believe it. We were looking for the perfect night out and look where we ended up.

Ashlie: Oh, I’ve got an idea. Why don’t we make our own music!

Neighbour: Oi! Keep the noise down!