Wordle #1002 - SNORT
I pull my phone from my bag, start the recorder app, and place it between us on the wood floor.
“So, Austin, what made you want to open your own yoga studio?”
“It’s a funny story, actually,” Austin says with a snort. “You see, I had been a police officer for a while, like my dad, but then one day…”
I only half-listen as Austin tells his story, interjecting every once in a while with the kinds of questions I assume a journalist would ask. I don’t expect him to divulge anything interesting—yet—I’m just letting him talk freely, lulling him into letting his guard down.
We chat for several minutes, and the more he talks, the more I like him. He’s charming, confident, handsome, of course. But there’s something superficial about him, too, and it’s not just his veneers.
When he relaxes against the wall, his hands loose in his lap, I decide I’ve softened him up enough.
“I can see from Early Morning Yoga’s social media that your clients include many of the Bay Area elite. Ayesha Curry, Nancy Pelosi, Mark Zuckerberg…”
“I prefer to call them students, but yes,” Austin preens. “Our holistic approach tends to attract a discerning, and diverse, sort of people.”
Interesting way to say “our classes are crazy-expensive,” but sure.
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