The Write Match // Bill Hader

One

"I'm Meredith, one of the new writers." I tell him.

"It's nice to meet you." He says before turning his attention back to John. "Before I left yesterday Lorne stopped me and said we needed to create a new character. I told him that I would talk to you and get back to him." He tells John.

"Well, lucky enough for us, we've got a brand-new writer to help us out." John says.

"We can go grab a cup of coffee and start brainstorming if you all don't have anything you have to work on right away this morning." Bill says.

"I don't. Meredith, are you good for coffee?" John asks.

"Um, I guess, yeah. I would like to drop some of my things in my office first though." I tell them.

We walk back to the writer's offices on the other side of the main stage, then out the front doors to a coffee shop down the street. John and Bill are recognized, signing autographs and taking a few pictures with fans while I find us a table. I take out my journal, pen, and glasses from my bag.

"What can I bring you to drink?" John asks while him and Bill walk to the counter.

"Just a black coffee." I say.

"Just?" Bill asks.

"Just." I repeat, letting out a breath I didn't realize I was holding in.

I open my journal and start writing a few ideas I have. The first one being two best friends, one of them is two-year-old ultimate fighter Drooly Lips Jackson and he has fists like little empanadas. I lay my pen down and watch New York City pass right before my eyes.

John and Bill join me at the table a few minutes later, John hands me my coffee while Bill gets his things out.

"Meredith, do you have any ideas you want to share? I see some scribbles in your journal." John says.

"I've got an idea, but I don't think it could be a reoccurring character, maybe a character for a host." I motion to Bill, "if Lorne told you to write a new character, I assume he meant a recurring character, not one for a guest host."

"Yeah, I guess so." He says.

"Bill and I have been working on a character for a little while now. We just have to put the finishing touches on him, and we should be good to go." John says.

"Will Lorne like it though?" Bill asks, John's head shoots up at the question.

"I sure hope so." He says.

"So, what's this character like?" I ask.

"We don't really know just yet. We don't have a name, or a job description, or really any idea of who he is." John says.

"Everything we've talked about doing has sounded like the nightmares of a crystal meth addict." Bill chimes in.

"Sounds odd." I say, somewhat intrigued.

"We don't have a name, we don't have an idea of what he does, we don't really know his personality. We just know he's a gay man who enjoys having a good time." Bill says.

"You think you have a character, but don't know what he's like. Nice." I retort.

"Damn, it's her first day and she's already giving me a hard time." Bill smiles. "I like her."

We pack our things and head back to the studio. Bill left John and I to go work with the rest of the cast members, while we head to the writers' room to work on the new character.

John writes ideas on a whiteboard while I stare at the blank page of my journal trying to come up with anything. I've never struggled to come up with ideas and I couldn't figure why, out of all times I could draw a blank, was now.