Page 55 of The Lodge

Alix:Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that—we’ve had it scheduled for months. Your manager, Jason, cleared it with us back in January?

Jett:Jason. [laughs] The guy thinks he owns us. Don’t print that.

Alix:Don’t worry. Not everything you tell me will end up in the article. I’m just recording so I don’t misquote you.

Jett:That’s a relief.

Alix:Okay, I only have a few questions—

Jett:Get me some water, love?

Alix:Excuse me?

Jett:Some water. I need some.

Alix:I—um. Bridget? Could you please go find some bottled water?

Bridget:On it.

Jett:Make it cold. No ice, though. Limes would be great, too. But no wedges—make them sliced.

Alix:I’m sorry, but I don’t think we have any sliced limes. I’m not sure we have any limes at all, actually.

Jett:I’ve been on tour for weeks. My voice is tired. Ineedsome limes.

Alix:And here I was, believing the gossip bloggers who accuse you all of lip-synching everything.

Jett:[laughs] Only River lip-synchs. The rest of us sing live.

Alix:Now we’re getting somewhere. Mind if I ask you some questions while we wait on your water?

Jett:If that means this will be over sooner, go ahead.

Alix:I’m sorry—is there anything else I can do to make you more comfortable?

Jett:Ha. No.

Alix:You seem to hate your job. This part of it, anyway.

Jett:That was on your list of questions, or did you come up with it all by yourself?

[0:08 silence]

Jett:There are parts I like.

Alix:Like the privilege of having people bring you fancy water whenever you want it?

Jett:Even that gets old.

Alix:So whatdoyou like?

[0:15 silence]

Jett:I like that my best friend and I get to tour together.

Alix:I’m guessing you mean River, and not Sebastian.

Jett:Is that supposed to be a joke? [incredulous laugh] Sebastian—of course I mean River.

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