Post by nick on Oct 29, 2021 5:59:21 GMT -5
**This takes place earlier in the week.
**JP: Bryan Black and Larry.
(Summer and Larry walk into the gym’s studio to get ready for the Salsa class that Larry will teach with Summer’s help. Summer is STILL far from happy about the conclusion of ‘Uncle’ Jack’s match.)
Summer: That was all on Moe. I know he meant well, but he really needs to understand that there’s a time and place for everything and inserting himself into Jack’s match was NOT a good idea. I’d go round and tell him myself, but I doubt that’s necessary. Uncle Jack will definitely give him a few home truths.
(Summer strides along purposefully as she talks. Her tall heels click noisily off the hard floor. She wears a short, flared skirt and a “Pixi Power” tee shirt. Her hair is up in side bunches. Today it is lurid pink in colour.
Larry is also in heels and wears an asymmetric black dress that’s cut very high on her left side. Her hair is loose.)
Larry: Well, what’s done is done, Summer. Dwelling on it won’t change a thing.
Summer: I know, but LOOK - I’m at a huge PPV and OPENING! Me! I should be taking on Devin Bishop, not teaching the Castles about restraint and control.
Larry: You did shove Carson.
Summer: Yes, I PUSHED him. That’s all. She KICKED me! I was just trying to get some separation so we could calm things down. I’m not at all sure what Annie was thinking.
(They walk into the studio and there sitting on the table in front of the sound system sit three dozen Lemon-Drop roses, along with two wrapped gift boxes that contain Deglet Nour dates. Larry and Summer exchange glances before approaching the table. There’s a card atop the boxes of dates. Larry picks it up . The card reads, "Queen of Dates: for the Queen of my Heart!" There is also a date & time listed on the card, the location is "On Lake Mead." )
Summer (laughing): I’m guessing those aren’t for me then.
(Larry giggles and opens the boxes. One box is just the dates. The other box is the dates turned into candy with mixed nuts.)
Larry: Bryan knows that I don’t eat chocolate.
Summer: Oh yeah! A moment on the lips - a lifetime on the hips. Even though dark chocolate is actually good for you.
Larry: Not that you eat it either!
Summer: Hell no. Wow, listen to me. I’ll be talkin’ like Annie soon, Pardner. (It’s a poor imitation, but one that amuses both girls.)
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The following day at Lake Mead.
Lake Mead. The address is a private dock. Tied up to it is a deep purple and silver yacht. It’s about 60’ long. The name on the gate is B. Emil. As Larry approaches, the gate pops open.
(Knowing that it can get quite windy on a boat and it’s now Fall, Larry wisely opts for spray on black leggings, over the knee boots, a large, sloppy scoop necked sweater and leather jacket. She has also fixed her hair into a long French plait. Standing at the gangplank, she hails the boat.)
Larry: Permission to come aboard?
Bryan: Stepping out from the main cabin Bryan Black is wearing loose fit, stone washed jeans, a tight fitting UPW t-shirt, and no shoes. Smiling, he moves to the top of the gangplank. Well, I see the roses and dates showed up. The fruit guy kept trying to talk me into chocolate covered ones. Bryan takes a moment to look Larry up and down, Wow, I forgot how beautiful you are...Come on up, I’ve got dinner cooking.
Larry: Dinner? And wine? Mr Black, are you trying to seduce me?
(Larry navigates the plank with consummate ease and gives Bryan a gentle peck on the cheek.) I’ve missed you. YOu know that UPW has missed you too, but I have to ask: why? Why on earth would you help Chad - other than to piss off a totally deserving Murphy?
Bryan: Well I was looking for you, but, as much as I loathe Chad, I couldn’t let him be pounded my Mark. Besides I understand that Chad is no longer employed by UPW, so I thought that made him an innocent bystander. As to seducing you, maybe … I brought us some Maine lobster tails, made some potatoes au gratin, and grilled some asparagus. Hopefully that’s ok.
Larry: Sure. No Summer, so lobster is fine, but shouldn’t you be focused on Hostile Fury? When are you flying out? Pixi has already gone, you know.
Bryan: I’m leaving in the next day or so. I have a friend with a plane that’s agreed to drag me across the globe as long as I cover his bar and casino tab. I just wanted to see you and spend some time with you before I run off again.
Larry: Well…...would there perhaps be enough room for another? Summer’s already left, like I said; so I wasn’t going to go. It’s a LOT of money for a dancer, but….(Smiles sweetly)...maybe I could clear a few classes and come along. I can bring the Silence costume -just in case. No way am I risking getting attacked again! It’s THOSE that would even THINK of a cowardly snake attack that’ll need to be careful.
Bryan: Sweeps Larry off her feet and gives her a deep kiss, then blushes about 50 shades of red. With her still in his arms he grins, “I think we can find room for one more person, that is, if you don’t mind me trying to use what little Japanese I know to order us food.
Larry(Returns the kiss with equal fervour and does not go red in the slightest): Well, it’s sure to be better than mine. And it’s a deal. But I think we can forget about Japan for an hour or two. Don’t you, Mr Black?
Bryan: With a smirk, “Why young lady, are you trying to seduce me?”
Larry (in a fake Yoda voice): No try. Do.
Bryan carries Larry into the master suite, which looks like it has been recently remodeled. The bed is a king size hanging bed, complete with silk sheets.
Bryan: My aunt left me this boat and a beach house out east. She apparently had it cleaned up in the hopes that I would, and I quote, “Find some fashionable young lady who could keep track of me, as I’m harder to control than a herd of cats.”
Larry: I think you’re perfectly capable of ‘tracking’ yourself and I’m not out to ‘control’ anyone. So, let’s just relax, have fun and worry about tomorrow, tomorrow.
Fade to Bryan BLACK
**JP: Bryan Black and Larry.
(Summer and Larry walk into the gym’s studio to get ready for the Salsa class that Larry will teach with Summer’s help. Summer is STILL far from happy about the conclusion of ‘Uncle’ Jack’s match.)
Summer: That was all on Moe. I know he meant well, but he really needs to understand that there’s a time and place for everything and inserting himself into Jack’s match was NOT a good idea. I’d go round and tell him myself, but I doubt that’s necessary. Uncle Jack will definitely give him a few home truths.
(Summer strides along purposefully as she talks. Her tall heels click noisily off the hard floor. She wears a short, flared skirt and a “Pixi Power” tee shirt. Her hair is up in side bunches. Today it is lurid pink in colour.
Larry is also in heels and wears an asymmetric black dress that’s cut very high on her left side. Her hair is loose.)
Larry: Well, what’s done is done, Summer. Dwelling on it won’t change a thing.
Summer: I know, but LOOK - I’m at a huge PPV and OPENING! Me! I should be taking on Devin Bishop, not teaching the Castles about restraint and control.
Larry: You did shove Carson.
Summer: Yes, I PUSHED him. That’s all. She KICKED me! I was just trying to get some separation so we could calm things down. I’m not at all sure what Annie was thinking.
(They walk into the studio and there sitting on the table in front of the sound system sit three dozen Lemon-Drop roses, along with two wrapped gift boxes that contain Deglet Nour dates. Larry and Summer exchange glances before approaching the table. There’s a card atop the boxes of dates. Larry picks it up . The card reads, "Queen of Dates: for the Queen of my Heart!" There is also a date & time listed on the card, the location is "On Lake Mead." )
Summer (laughing): I’m guessing those aren’t for me then.
(Larry giggles and opens the boxes. One box is just the dates. The other box is the dates turned into candy with mixed nuts.)
Larry: Bryan knows that I don’t eat chocolate.
Summer: Oh yeah! A moment on the lips - a lifetime on the hips. Even though dark chocolate is actually good for you.
Larry: Not that you eat it either!
Summer: Hell no. Wow, listen to me. I’ll be talkin’ like Annie soon, Pardner. (It’s a poor imitation, but one that amuses both girls.)
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The following day at Lake Mead.
Lake Mead. The address is a private dock. Tied up to it is a deep purple and silver yacht. It’s about 60’ long. The name on the gate is B. Emil. As Larry approaches, the gate pops open.
(Knowing that it can get quite windy on a boat and it’s now Fall, Larry wisely opts for spray on black leggings, over the knee boots, a large, sloppy scoop necked sweater and leather jacket. She has also fixed her hair into a long French plait. Standing at the gangplank, she hails the boat.)
Larry: Permission to come aboard?
Bryan: Stepping out from the main cabin Bryan Black is wearing loose fit, stone washed jeans, a tight fitting UPW t-shirt, and no shoes. Smiling, he moves to the top of the gangplank. Well, I see the roses and dates showed up. The fruit guy kept trying to talk me into chocolate covered ones. Bryan takes a moment to look Larry up and down, Wow, I forgot how beautiful you are...Come on up, I’ve got dinner cooking.
Larry: Dinner? And wine? Mr Black, are you trying to seduce me?
(Larry navigates the plank with consummate ease and gives Bryan a gentle peck on the cheek.) I’ve missed you. YOu know that UPW has missed you too, but I have to ask: why? Why on earth would you help Chad - other than to piss off a totally deserving Murphy?
Bryan: Well I was looking for you, but, as much as I loathe Chad, I couldn’t let him be pounded my Mark. Besides I understand that Chad is no longer employed by UPW, so I thought that made him an innocent bystander. As to seducing you, maybe … I brought us some Maine lobster tails, made some potatoes au gratin, and grilled some asparagus. Hopefully that’s ok.
Larry: Sure. No Summer, so lobster is fine, but shouldn’t you be focused on Hostile Fury? When are you flying out? Pixi has already gone, you know.
Bryan: I’m leaving in the next day or so. I have a friend with a plane that’s agreed to drag me across the globe as long as I cover his bar and casino tab. I just wanted to see you and spend some time with you before I run off again.
Larry: Well…...would there perhaps be enough room for another? Summer’s already left, like I said; so I wasn’t going to go. It’s a LOT of money for a dancer, but….(Smiles sweetly)...maybe I could clear a few classes and come along. I can bring the Silence costume -just in case. No way am I risking getting attacked again! It’s THOSE that would even THINK of a cowardly snake attack that’ll need to be careful.
Bryan: Sweeps Larry off her feet and gives her a deep kiss, then blushes about 50 shades of red. With her still in his arms he grins, “I think we can find room for one more person, that is, if you don’t mind me trying to use what little Japanese I know to order us food.
Larry(Returns the kiss with equal fervour and does not go red in the slightest): Well, it’s sure to be better than mine. And it’s a deal. But I think we can forget about Japan for an hour or two. Don’t you, Mr Black?
Bryan: With a smirk, “Why young lady, are you trying to seduce me?”
Larry (in a fake Yoda voice): No try. Do.
Bryan carries Larry into the master suite, which looks like it has been recently remodeled. The bed is a king size hanging bed, complete with silk sheets.
Bryan: My aunt left me this boat and a beach house out east. She apparently had it cleaned up in the hopes that I would, and I quote, “Find some fashionable young lady who could keep track of me, as I’m harder to control than a herd of cats.”
Larry: I think you’re perfectly capable of ‘tracking’ yourself and I’m not out to ‘control’ anyone. So, let’s just relax, have fun and worry about tomorrow, tomorrow.
Fade to Bryan BLACK