Eliot

[im_torchwood]

Jack was on hiatus and enjoying his vacation. He'd hit Broadway and the West End, and now he had tickets to Hamilton in LA Friday night so he'd come home. Itching for a show, Jack couldn't find a musical on stage except a few local school productions. Now that Urban Legend was in the second season, high school was probably a bad look. He'd been scolded enough to know when to dial it down.

He'd found a diner, though. A diner he'd never heard of and immediately got in the car to enjoy his night.

He walked in wearing a blazer over a tshirt and shiny black trousers.

"One?" the hostess asked, then led him to a seat without waiting for an answer.

"Thanks," he smiled, taking the menu...but surveying the place.

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[eliot_thespectacular]

"That is... a really stupid name," Eliot said. "Ah, no offense. I'm sure the show is great and all, I'm sure you're great but... Max Legend?"

[im_torchwood]

"I'll be sure to tell Mr. and Mrs. Legend you think they named their oddball child something dumb," he laughed.

"Watch the show. There's way more to critique than that."

[eliot_thespectacular]

Eliot laughed. "Okay, good to know." He smirked. "How often does your shirt come off in it?"

[im_torchwood]

"Once a week, full rear during sweeps," he grinned.

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Smart," said Eliot. Well, he assumed. Jack certainly looked like he worked out.

"So ah... what were you doing in the diner anyway? It's kind of a tourist trap. Not a lot of locals."

[im_torchwood]

"Hamilton isn't until tomorrow night and I had an itch," he admitted.

"Its kind of a problem, how much I spend on theater."

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Too bad you don't live in New York," Eliot said. "You'd be in Heaven... though also probably broke."

[im_torchwood]

"I just got back. We're on hiatus so I hit London for a week, New York for a week, and now I'm back here," he explained.

"The best thing about this role is the opportunity for seats," he laughed.

[eliot_thespectacular]

Eliot supposed he should be grateful that Jack clearly hadn't known who he was. Though his brief flame of fame had been years ago now.

"Well I hear this touring crew of Hamilton is very good, George aside," he said.

[im_torchwood]

"You want to see for yourself?" Jack asked.

[eliot_thespectacular]

Eliot arched an eyebrow, then teased, “Second date invitation already? I’m really nailing this.”

[im_torchwood]

Jack only slid him a sideways glance and a cheeky smile.

"That's the idea," he quipped.

[eliot_thespectacular]

Eliot smirked a little and leaned back in his seat. "You must really like my singing," he said.

[im_torchwood]

"I mean, yeah," Jack smiled, eyes returning to the road. "You are really good. Wasted at that diner."

[eliot_thespectacular]

Eliot sighed. "Yeah," he said, and looked out the window. "This isn't me starting out, you know. This is me having crashed and burned. I had my moment... sorry you missed it."

[im_torchwood]

"Wait, what? Really?" he asked, looking over quickly, then back to the road. "What happened?"

He imagined maybe he should have googled him, but that was creepy and Jack had been busy reblogging and adding tags.

[eliot_thespectacular]

Eliot forced himself to look back at him. "You uh, hear of a Broadway show called Fallen Grace? I mean, it only ran for like three months, so barely anyone saw it. But it crashed and burned and my career with it."

[im_torchwood]

"Ohh nooo," he groaned. "That mess was you? God, I read what a nightmare it was."

He paused, sat in sympathy, the had to know-

"How was the script?" he asked.

[eliot_thespectacular]

"It was great," Eliot said quietly. "And the music was... gorgeous. It was just - people, mostly. People including me."

[im_torchwood]

"You fuck it up with ego or dick?" Jack asked directly.

[eliot_thespectacular]

An image of Mike leaning in for a kiss flashed into Eliot’s mind, and he winced.

“Both,” he said. “Also drugs. And trusting the wrong people.”

[im_torchwood]

"I'm really sorry, man," he commisserated.

The canyon flew by, few cars on the road to slow them down.

"So...now you're a waiter to pay the bills?"

[eliot_thespectacular]

"And to perform," Eliot said, wistfully. "I came here to start over, it hasn't been going well so far, but at least... I mean at least I can sing for someone this way."

[im_torchwood]

"I'm not kissing your ass- you are really talented. Come tomorrow and I'll introduce you around after the show," he said.

He slowed and turned, waited for the gate, then pulled into a mission style hacienda. He stopped the rig in the circular driveway and killed the engine.

"Mi casa," he grinned.

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Oh... wow, yeah I was definitely right that your place is better than mine," Eliot said, getting out of the car.

He wondered if he was serious about introducing him around. Just like with Nyx, he worried about being seen as trying to use someone.