Re: capullo de rosa; dietre & hugh
This was something Hugh could understand if he were being honest. The benefit of being a stage actor was there was nothing lasting that you would look back on and others could watch indefinitely. That could not be said for film work, but he still wanted to do the film work, even knowing that there were going to be moments where he didn't like what he'd done, and would want to change it. "I think I know Moonlight Sonata actually?" Hugh said. "Do you know that one, could you play them both?"
Hugh wanted to hear, and he wanted to listen, and while he might not know that much about classical music, he thought he could probably appreciate it. Maybe particularly so when the person playing it was as poised as Dietre seemed to be.
"Alright, alright," Hugh laughed, and reached for the wine again. "Fine, we'll eat the food. I wouldn't want to offend your employer, or have you set in a bad light to him at all." The experience and memory thing, that seemed like the sort of thing that someone who owned this might say, and truthfully? Hugh liked that sort of place. "I think it'll be memorable," he offered, with a slight tip of his glass before he took a sip of wine, and a brief smirk. "I'm going to get private music later, so," a shrug, a grin and he sat the wine down. "Tell me something everybody who knows you very well at all knows. Well, something I don't already know, like the pianist bit."