Chapitre 3: Chapter 3

“Okay, folks. I’m stuck. I need one more location to fill in my project. A local pub. Lianna’s been hanging with me and we’ve tried every possible suggestion. Nothing. I needa pub.”

Kari, a Norwegian painter, laughs. “Naomi, I think we all need a pub at this point. Personally, I feel a bit isolated here, as beautiful as it is.”

Sandy, a quiet young writer from Boston, grins at Naomi. “If you find one, I’m in for the road trip.”

Marcel appears in the doorway, late for dinner but immaculately dressed. “What’s up, beautiful people?”

Kari answers, “Naomi needs a pub. For her project.”

“Ahh, of course. A film location. Well…I have one!”

Everyone around the table reacts noisily.

Marcel holds up a hand for quiet.

“Yes, lovely artists. There is indeed a pub about six kilometers from here, hidden in the woods just behind the Chinese thrift store. I go there yesterday.”

“OMG! You’re shittin’ me! I’ve been to that shop twice…”