How did Natalie and Dylan become “Natalie and Dylan?”
Their friendship has been showcased over the last few months on the Original Soupman blog. But now we find out how these two really met.
And also how much Dylan remembers about this day… Or any other for that matter.
What do you get when you put a microphone in front of two Original Soupman Soup Club Members and best-friend-bloggers, Natalie and Dylan?
A declaration of their passion for the Original Soupman’s Soups?
A recipe for a warm, happy belly hugging your heart?
Or something else…
Int. Natalie’s Apartment – Afternoon
NATALIE: I remember it like it was yesterday.
DYLAN: I remember yesterday too. I got up. I ate food. Other things happened. And I went back to bed. Since then, now we’re here.
NATALIE: How everyone doesn’t have an amazingly intimate and complete picture of your personality is beyond me.
DYLAN: What can I say? I’m an open book.
NATALIE: I’m talking about us, doofus.
DYLAN: What about us now?
NATALIE: June 8th is National Best Friend Day.
DYLAN: Another made up holiday to keep the greeting card company’s pockets lined.
NATALIE: Be that as it may, I want to give our listeners an idea of how we met.
DYLAN: Two questions. Why? And do we have listeners?
NATALIE: I don’t know. Maybe cause we’re friends. And I sure hope so!
DYLAN: Okay. I got it. We met at a party.
NATALIE: A party.
DYLAN: Yeah, a party.
NATALIE: You think we met at a party?
DYLAN: Now that you’ve repeated it this many times, I have an overwhelming feeling I’m wrong.
NATALIE: Tell me about this party. Was there soup?
DYLAN: This doesn’t seem productive. But you’re just staring at me… So here goes nothing.
NATALIE: Be my guest.
DYLAN: Okay. I was at a party. Sadly, no. There was no soup. I was trying to flirt with a girl.
NATALIE: Ladies man.
DYLAN: Not what I meant but thank you. I was flirting. Or trying like I said before. And when I asked to kiss her, I was unsuccessful due to her boyfriend objecting. He was sitting right on the couch next to us. I didn’t even know she had a boyfriend.
NATALIE: I don’t think any of this has to do with me.
DYLAN: Not directly. I just wanted to put on the record what an amazingly gifted womanizer I am not.
NATALIE: Duly noted.
DYLAN: But indirectly. It has everything to do with you. I left the couch defeated and wandered into the kitchen. You were leaning on the stove surrounded by a couple of your girlfriends. I introduced myself.
NATALIE: That I do remember.
DYLAN: And the rest, as they say, is history.
NATALIE: All true.
DYLAN: Thank you. I knew I wasn’t being stupid. Point for Dylan.
NATALIE: I remember everything about you introducing yourself that night. That was not, however, when we met.
NATALIE: No. We had – count ‘em – TWO classes together prior.
DYLAN: You’re funning with me.
NATALIE: History 103 and Basic Chem.
DYLAN: I don’t think…
NATALIE: I sat near the front. I took them with my friend Kendra.
DYLAN: Kendra? I had such a crush on her.
NATALIE: Yup. She was one of the girls leaning against the counters in the kitchen that night.
DYLAN: I met her in…
NATALIE: History 103. I’m well aware.
DYLAN: And that’s when…
NATALIE: She introduced me. But you would not break eye contact with her.
DYLAN: I feel like such a winner.
NATALIE: I believe the word you’re looking for is wiener.
DYLAN: We’ve been friends for so much longer than I give us credit.
NATALIE: We have known each other. But I think the friendship counter starts over… right… NOW!
DYLAN: I hear the judge’s ruling and accept the verdict.
NATALIE: Before I forget, I wanted to take a quick second and notify you all about a promotion for Father’s Day. Watch the website. Facebook. Everywhere you get your Soupman news for details on this great promo they have coming up. Check back here next week for the same details!
DYLAN: Just for the record… I’m not buying you a card.
NATALIE: Never thought you would. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m Natalie.
DYLAN: And I’m Dylan.