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“Oh my god, Ritchie, it’s him!!!”
Richard Tandy turned around to find his best friend half-hiding with his shopping behind one of the many clothes racks, ducking and crouching down near the floor and looking, just as Richard just had, at the man that had just entered the store.
George Harrison, the former guitarist of the Beatles.
Richard sighed. Some hushed chattering from his right made him turn his attention to two other musicians who had apparently decided to hit up the same London clothing store that day as well.
“But it’s George Harrison!” Rick Wright pointed out in a hushed but excited voice to an exasperated David Gilmour, who shook his head and kept browsing the clothes rack.
“So he is. Good for him.”
Rick suddenly turned sideways, as if only noticing Richard and Jeff now. He immediately crouched down next to Jeff, but before they could gush about George Harrison being in the same store as them, they took a double-take and smiled with delight.
“Nice shirt!”
They had picked out the same orange-yellow shirt from a clothes rack nearby.
“Jeff.”
“Rick.”
“Can you believe it??! George Harrison, coming to the same store!”
“I know-“
“Gentlemen.”
The former Beatle walked past the four musicians kinda blocking the aisle.
“Mr. Lynne, Mr. Wright, Mr. Tandy, Mr. Gilmour.” He nodded with a knowing smile, most likely having overheard their conversation as he approached, but deciding not to mention it.
Jeff and Rick exchanged a horrified look. Richard sighed. “Guys.”