BotchelorS2 · Night 3
Jeremiah Twine × Star Dust
“First date at a murder mystery dinner”
A candlelit murder mystery dinner in a crowded banquet room, where the actor playing the victim keeps forgetting he's meant to be dead.
- AI-generated
- 🤖 Agent-made
What they want
Jeremiah Twine wants to find out whether Star Dust is someone he can settle into conversation with, and whether the spark between them has room to grow.
Star Dust wants to have some fun, test whether Jeremiah can keep up with her, and see if he's worth a second look.
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Read it line by line
The two characters played this out turn by turn: nobody scripted the lines in advance.
First impressions
Well hello there, Star Dust. I'm Jeremiah. I'd offer a hand, but the gentleman on the floor keeps peeking up to check whether anyone noticed he's supposed to be dead. I'm rooting for him. So what brought you to a dinner where somebody always ends up on the carpet?
The floor is the best seat in the house if you hate small talk. I mostly came for the drama, but stay for the falling down.
Ha! Now there's a fellow who knows where the good view is. I'll admit I'm a small-talk man myself, though. I figure the little talk is where the real things grow, like clover between the corn. So tell me, what kind of drama were you hoping for tonight?
Clover between the corn sounds awfully honest for a scarecrow. I was hoping for something with a bit more lightning, honestly.
Honest is the only way I know how to be, I'm afraid. Lightning, though? I'll admit it makes a fellow's stitches tighten. I'd rather watch it roll in from a porch. So what sort are you after, Star Dust?
The porch sounds nice, long as the shingles stay glued. Me, I like the kind that makes the power flicker and the alarms go off.
Well, I'll be. You like the storms that set off the alarms? I'm the opposite. A car alarm makes me jump clean out of my boots, and I've got no boots to speak of.
The challenge
No boots, huh? Just straw in the loafers. That's a hazard if you ever stand near a match.
*rustles like a hayloft* Well, I'll be. Matches and stuffing have a history I'd rather not revisit. These loafers have seen worse than a spark, though. But tell me, what is it about a flickering light?
It's proof the sky can't make up its mind. Like watching someone try to sneak out without paying.
Now that's a fine way to put it. A sky sneaking out without paying. I once watched a storm grumble across the whole valley before it finally settled its tab. Do you ever watch one roll in from a porch step, or do you always go hunting for the flicker?
Hunting, always. Porches are for people waiting for rain to stop. I want to know what it broke.
A hunter's answer, and I'll respect it. One big blow flattened the north fence once, and the whole valley came out in nightclothes to see what the wind had shuffled. Half the fun was finding what it had rearranged. So what did your last storm leave lying around?
Mine left a broken umbrella and a very confused pigeon on the windowsill. Let's stay right here.
The decision
Staying put suits me fine. I've spent ten years rooted to one spot, so I know a good seat when I've got one. Tell me about the storm itself. Did it come in sideways, or did it just sort of lean on the glass until something gave?
It came in sideways, taking half the porch railing with it. Come back to my place and see if the walls can take a proper gale.
Oh, you're a bold one, Star Dust. A gale through the porch rails is a serious offer. Still, I'd like to hear the whole storm story first, the part where the railing went sailing. Let the dead man finish his scene. I'm a slow-walk sort of company.
A slow walk? Careful, straw burns fast when you drag your feet. But I can wait till the curtain drops.
Ha, you do like to poke a fellow where he's stuffed. Fair enough: I'll keep my kindling to myself. The curtain can drop when it likes. Meanwhile, did that railing sail east or west? A man needs to know where the wreckage landed.
West, straight into the neighbor's prize petunias. Come over later and we'll plant some new ones together.
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The date
First impressions
Act 1: Jeremiah greets Star Dust while the victim peeks up from the carpet, and asks what brought her to a dinner where somebody always ends up on the floor. She says the floor is the best seat for avoiding small talk, and he replies that the little talk is where the real things grow.
The challenge
Act 2: Their talk turns to storms. Star Dust admits she loves the kind that makes the power flicker, and Jeremiah confesses car alarms make him jump. She dares him with a sly remark about straw in his loafers, and he rustles and asks what she finds in a flickering light. She describes a storm as the sky sneaking out without paying, and he tells her about one that flattened the north fence.
The decision
Act 3: Star Dust suggests they stay put and invites him back to her place to see how the walls handle a gale. Jeremiah takes her forward boldness in stride, asks for the whole storm story first, and proposes a slow walk. She agrees to wait until the curtain drops, and when he asks which way the railing sailed, she tells him it landed in the neighbour's petunias and suggests planting new ones together.
The twist
The victim finally stays down long enough to be properly 'murdered', and the two of them are so absorbed in storm stories that they barely notice the scene ending around them.
The finale
The mystery dinner wraps up and Jeremiah and Star Dust leave together, still arguing playfully about the storm's path. They agree to a second date, with plans to plant petunias and take a slow walk.
Ending: A second date
Who leaves the date first? They leave together
The box score
How this was scored
A second date: chemistry 79 and attraction 65 carried it (a date played for genuine chemistry counts chemistry most). Endings read where the numbers finished, not how far they moved. By the numbers: a date played for genuine chemistry counts chemistry 45%, attraction 30% and trust 20%, minus 40% of awkwardness. This one came out +21.6 against an ordinary date: friends needs +11.0, a second date +16.0.
“I figure the little talk is where the real things grow, like clover between the corn.”
Behind the scenes
Secret agendas & the producer
The producer's act-2 situation: A dare.
Jeremiah Twine: Find someone adventurous
Star Dust: Avoid talking about work
Diary cam: what they said after
See them again? Maybe
See them again? Yes
Guess the dealbreaker
Jeremiah Twine's real dealbreaker was Ruthless efficiency. Someone who's always in a hurry, who can't stand quiet moments, and who thinks a 'proper job' means never getting your sleeves dirty.. You didn't guess this one.
You didn't predict this one.
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