Stalker? Me? (Simone)

[Balthazar]

Balthazar laughed at her comment as he remembered he was talking to a fan. Or an old fan anyway.
"Yeah he is. And no, Jean isn't shy. She isn't the most outgoing person either, but that has nothing to do with shyness."

[Simone]

"Well it's hard to know for me after all. Since you know, I never met them." She looked up at him. "It is fascinating to hear you speak of them though, even if you don't do it a lot... That didn't sound creepy did it?"

[Balthazar]

"Yeah, I guess."
As Simone looked up at him, he looked down at her, smiling at her question.
"No, not at all. I understand. I think."
He looked up again, thinking about his old band members. He tried to think of them as Simone might, but it was hard. He knew them to well. Well, Leo at least.

[Simone]

"But no one this far made you... 'want them' then? At the auditions I mean."

[Balthazar]

"No, not like that. There are people I could consider, but no-one that I absolutely must have."
To himself he thought that he could never get together a better band than Angels at Night. Right now it felt like that.

[Simone]

"Well, the auditions aren't over, are they? Hopefully you can find a few that makes you feel the same way again." Simone stopped to lead them into the super market as she talked.

[Balthazar]

Balthazar nodded.
"Yes, hopefully."
He entered the supermarket, and looked around. It had been sometime he had been in one. He had followed Leo to one before, when he was human, but that was some time ago. And well, Balthazar had no real need to go to one. And even if he had, he would avoid it. Too much exposure.
"So, coffee"
he said as he kept looking around.

[Simone]

"Yea, I'm going to pick up some food to if that's okay." Microwave food, given, but still food, and she was done pretty quickly. "Do you prefer any specific brand of coffee?"

[Balthazar]

"Yeah, you go ahead. And buy whatever brand you want, I'm fine with whatever."
Balthazar thought about if it would be awkward if he offered to pay, but he decided not to.

[Simone]

"Okay then." She said with a smile and took the type she usually did. "You can tell me if you're uncomfortable talking about your old band, by the way." She was already heading towards the counter.

[Balthazar]

Balthazar followed Simone as she walked around in the store, feeling even more like a stalker.
"Yeah... No, believe me, I wouldn't be talking about it if it made me feel uncomfortable."

[Simone]

"Well good then. Because I can't help but be curious." There wasn't really a line, so she quickly paid, put the groceries in a plastic bag and made sure he was coming before leaving the store. "Apparently your gut feeling was right though, so maybe you should wait until you find someone you really want."

[Balthazar]

Balthazar felt stupid for a second, letting a, he assumed, poor, student pay, when he, a rich rock star, accompanied her, but he let it go, as they left the store.
"Yeah, I should. Hopefully someone will show up soon."
He looked down at the plastic bag, then at Simone. It didn't look heavy, but he felt like a gentleman asking:
"Do you want help carrying that?"

[Simone]

"No, it's fine, it's my food after all... How did you and the old band get to know each other anyway? I mean, I get that you contacted them but how did they react?" She was curious at these characters as real people.

[Balthazar]

"As I remember, Leo was the one most easy to get on board. Of course, everyone was a bit questioning. Back then I wasn't famous, so they wondered who the fuck I was, you know."
Balthazar thought for a moment, remembering.
"Ice of course, was really startled, and was almost afraid to say no. Jean... Well, I actually think the first thing she said to me was "And who the fuck are you"."