All wet

There is a somewhat shy, Americano-twice-daily regular at my store with whom I only recently started sort of chatting; He composes scores for shorts and indie films, which is something about which I'm totally fascinated, so we talk a little bit about his work and I can sometimes get him to gently gossip about other composers.

Yesterday he came in and I asked him how his weekend was, and he said, "Oh, it was fine I guess. My friend's movie sort of bombed this weekend, so I've been trying to cheer him up."

Thinking it was a friend with an indie film, I said, "Oh bummer, I'm sorry to hear that. What movie?" and he replied, "The Lady in the Water." "Oh? What did he do on the film?" "He directed it."

"Oh."

Then I gave him his Americano.