Whatever nonsense it is.

or having dinner together, or whatever -

the theater or whatever it is.

could speak or bleed or whatever it was.

or communities or whatever we've been talking about...

or my own aggression or whatever, but, uh...

Your reviews mean nothing. Whatever it is, you do it alone.

You know, to teach a workshop to actors and directors and whatever.

I said, “Yes?” He said, “Yes, and whatever happens is a beehive.”

which is that you do whatever your impulse, as the character, tells you to do...

You know, to think about and write down whatever our last words were to the world...

Even if they were enjoying the conversation, or they were flirting with me, or whatever it was -