1    THE BAND HALL

     WE OPEN on two people chilling in the band hall, sprawled across the sofa facing the projector screen. The sound of crunching popcorn and the film’s dialogue fill the room. RIJUTA (21),engrossed in the film, suddenly turns to YOU (??).

RIJUTA
Hello there! Welcome to The MOB! This isn’t your high school marching band, or even your average college band. I know it says “marching” in the name, but “scattering owl band” sounded kinda weird. We’re more chill than your average band too, so tell your friends to join up!Considering that I’m the one speaking to you right now, you’ve probably guessed that I’m your section leader, and you’d be correct. Excited to be a part of the MOB?

YOU (with a mouth full of popcorn)
Yeah, I can’t wait to get started! But wait, what section is this?

RIJUTA chuckles.

RIJUTA
Well, you just happened to pick the best section of them all, the fliccoboes! Or the Flobolos. Or the Obicloes… Basically, any combination of flute, piccolo, and oboe, we’re that. On top of cheering on Rice teams with epic musical performances and taking part in MOB activities like the Louie Cup, we fliccoboes love to play board games and go on boba runs and movie marathons, just like, well, right now.
YOU finish chewing your popcorn and turn to RIJUTA.

YOU
Awesome! But, what’s the time commitment like?

RIJUTA
Don’t worry about coming to every single rehearsal. Even if you can’t make it to everything, we still accept you with open arms! If you have any questions, feel free to reach out to me with any questions you may have about the MOB and the fliccoboes. Hopefully, I’ll see you around soon, outside of this subliminal space. I can’t wait to meet you!

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