Rock The Vouhhhnn!, Chapter 5: Part 3.1
Page 116 (Chapter 5, Page 13)
Panel 1: Standing in front of him a few feet away is ROWENA MARQUEZ- a brown woman with a mess of curly dark hair, holding a clear plastic cup filled with wine. She’s wearing a pair of blue jeans and a Women of Neverwhere band t-shirt with a light coat over top of that.
ROWENA (Cont., to Nate)
I was just as bad directing my first show.
Panel 2: We move back to a shot of Nate looking over at Rowena; the background stable compared to the end of the previous page. You can see the red glow of embarrassment hit his cheeks as he speaks.
NATE Rowena, hey. I--I’d love to say no. But I’m not that good of an actor.
Panel 3: Cut to a slight close-up on Ms. Marquez a beat later, walking over to Nate with a slight grin on her face. You can see the wine cup rising up in the bottom of the panel view as she speaks.
ROWENA I don’t know, you were pretty good as a stand-in Growler.
Panel 4: Back to Nate in the same setting/layout as Panel 2. He places his hand on his head and glances down at the floor as he speaks with a much more noticeable glow of embarrassment on his face remembering the moment which shows up in…
NATE
Oh God...that was not a good moment.
Panel 5: Placed on the upper right of the panel view, we see Nate in the slightly lit modest rehearsal space making a not well skilled impersonation of a Growling zombie on that particular night.
Caption
(Cont., Nate)
“Pretty sure I still had jet lag at that point.”
Page 117 (Chapter 5, Page 14)
Panel 1: We move to a shot of Rowena moments later as she moves right alongside the young man. She still holds the same level of casual charm that we saw in her last appearance in the previous page.
ROWENA
(slight shrug) I was the same way the first week of rehearsal. I’d have been snoozing by week two if it weren’t for a steady stream of Fwoop.
Panel 2: Cut to a close-up of Nate’s face, glancing with great puzzlement at the tail end of Rowena’s Panel 1 statement.
NATE
Fwoop?
Panel 3: Back to Rowena in the same setting/layout as Panel 1. She glances over off-panel left and takes a sip of wine; her movement having stopped at this point compared to earlier panels of hers.
ROWENA It’s a new energy drink from the Netherlands- supposedly blends vitamins, “caffeine-squared,” and pure dark chocolate extract. I got a couple of cases a few months ago after a gig in Eindhoven.
ROWENA
(Bubble 2; reacting to Panel 4, Bubble 1)
You’d think so. But it actually tastes like chocolate pretzels.
Panel 4: Cut to a similarly framed shot of Mr. Kelly’s face reacting with a degree of ick at the description Rowena gave him.
NATE
Sounds a little bit like overkill.
NATE
(Bubble 2; reacting to Panel 3, Bubble 2)
Hmm...
Panel 5: A three-part set of panels, all centered on a profile shot of the two of them waiting side-by-side on a wall in the lobby. In the first part, moments after Panel 4, the gap between them is roughly three or four steps.
NATE
(Cont., suddenly anxious again)
I’m not actually required to answer any stuff at this Talkback, right?
ROWENA
You’re fine. Very few people ever ask the writer anything during these kinds of things.
NATE
(Bubble 2)
Ah, cool...cool....
Panel 6: In Part 2, the gap between the two of them is about the same distance, give or take the inches. There’s a gap in silence between the two; the only type of sound the faint, wordless thump of the sound going on back inside.
Panel 7: In Part 3, a short time later- on top of the applause coming from the theatre, the silence is broken by Ms. Marquez. You can see a sharper jolt of anxiety hit the young man upon what she says.
ROWENA
(suddenly remembers something)
Almost forgot. They may ask you to explain your inspiration for the show. That shouldn’t be a problem, right?
NATE
(nod, covering the fear)
Right…
(thought bubble)
Crap!