POST SHOW - Holt/Molly
Holt could see that little extra curl at the corners of Molly's lips. Her smile was very telling. She liked Jason. Whether it went anywhere, that was up to them, but the connection was there. "I think you liked Jason the best," he teased with a wink.
"Yeah, you should. I don't know about me. I mean.. it's fun," he said, sipping his water as he paused, "But.. I think I'm getting to old for it." Or maybe Zinny just made him feel that way with the stamp on her hand that indicated she wasn't allowed to drink. "I think so long as we don't keep doing this shit ten years from now.. when Quinn is old enough to feel embarrassed by it, then we're good," he said with a chuckle.
He looked up as another band was setting out their gear on stage. "I miss playing though. Regularly. I hardly ever pick up my guitars anymore. I gave one of them to JS." That would probably surprise Molly, because she knew how much he loved his collection of guitars, but he'd given a fairly cheap, simple model to JS for practice.