NEXT ON EXSOLUS
(from a scene in production)
INT. HOPPS. A restaurant that looks like an Apple Genius Bar someone stopped building. A booth that radiates asbestos.
THE CONSULTANT slides into the booth. Looks at the beer list. Reads it twice.
CONSULTANT: The bar is called Hopps.
WAITER: (with the saddest energy imaginable, not rude, just gone) Yes.
CONSULTANT: There are no hops on this menu. It's all light domestic. These are the specific beers with the least hops manufactured in America.
WAITER: Yes.
Long pause. The waiter does not elaborate. He never elaborates.
CONSULTANT: I'll have one.
THE WAITER