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“Ah, you don’t want to hear about me. I’m not famous. I don’t lead an interesting life.”
“My driver will pick me up in five minutes,” I explain, “and we will never see each other again, so why not indulge me with tales of yourself? Think about it. I am the only person in the world you can talk to and never see again.”
“That’s true,” she says, nodding. “You are someone who I will never have to see again.”
“So be honest and truthful and tell me what’s going on with you and your life. Tell me your innermost thoughts and desires. Look, you have no reason to lie to me. This is the perfect confessional.”
“You’re not going to judge me?”
I raise my arms in mock surrender. “I’m all ears, Josie. You have my judgment-free attention. I have literally nothing to gain by critiquing you.”
The girl sighs before she speaks again, letting out a long breath of resignation.
“I’m going through some shit,” she whispers. “And it’s really starting to weigh me down.”
“What kind of shit?” I ask.
“You sure you really want to know?”
“Go ahead, Josie.”
She sighs again.
“I’m going through a super messy divorce, and I’m trying to sort out what remains of my little life.”
“What happened?” I ask her, now curious. It’s not every day when I talk to something on a level as deep as this. We’ve got a flow going.
“It’s a long story,” she replies. “I’m sure it’ll bore a super famous celebrity like yourself.”
“I promise it won’t. I’m an actor, so I observe the world and human behaviors. I’m interested.”
“It really is a long story,” she replies. “Longer than waiting for your driver.”
“Okay, then. What do you want out of life, Josie? Tell me that before I go. I’m genuinely curious about you.”
“I want a lot of things...”
“Surely there’s something you want above everything else,” I prompt. “Something you can say in one sentence?”
She lets out a slight chuckle. “You really are curious, hey?”
“Yep.”
“Well, barring a really good divorce lawyer who can get my money back, then all I want from my life is a baby.”
“That’s the last thing I want,” I reply with a belly laugh.
“Really? No family?”
“Nope.”
“We’re very different,” the barista remarks.
“Yes, we are,” I reply. “And you haven’t yet asked me what I want.”
“Why would I?” she asks. “You’re rich and famous. You travel the world doing the thing you love. What else is there for you to want?”
“There’s more to me than money and fame, Josie.”
