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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 12 2006, 05:31 PM (28 Views) | |
| Angel | Oct 12 2006, 05:31 PM Post #1 |
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[dohtml] <p align="center"><font color="#C0C0C0">> The scene opens outside of Gothic Angel's home in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Another delivery truck is parked outside. Angel sighs and takes the veil, throws it in a box marked "Good Will" and then takes the flowers and puts them down her garbage disposal. The delivery guy blinks.<</font><font color="#CCCCFF"><br> </font><font color="#FF99FF"><br> </font> <fontcolor="#FF99FF"><b>Angel:</b> What?</font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#C0C0C0">> Angel smirks a bit. <</font><br> <font color="#FFFFFF"> <br> </font> <font color="#FF0000"><b>Delivery Guy:</b> He sent a ring too.</font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel nods. <</font><font color="#99CCFF"><br> </font> <br> <fontcolor="#FF99FF"><b>Angel:</b> I have an employee who wishes to propose to his girl friend.... </font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#C0C0C0">> The guy smirks. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#FF0000"><b>Delivery Guy:</b> Ok.</font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#FF99FF"><b>Angel:</b> </font> <font face="Times New Roman">TOWER!</font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0"> > The large black man comes in and looks at her. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#0000FF"><b>Tower:</b> Yeah Boss?</font><font color="#99CCFF"><br> </font> <br> <fontcolor="#FF99FF"><b>Angel:</b> That man a has a ring... for you to give to Selena.</font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#C0C0C0">> Tower smirks and takes the box the delivery man holds out. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#0000FF"><b>Tower:</b> Thanks Boss.</font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Tower turns and leaves the guy looks at Angel, then he leaves. Angel looks at the camera.<</font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#FF99FF"><b>Angel:</b> Andon I saw your stupid promo. The only affect you have on me is my upchuck reflexes. I won't give you the satisfaction of making me scream. I do not think you are capable of doing that. </font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#C0C0C0">> Gino comes from upstairs, running a hand over his bald scalp. Gino see's the camera and smirks as he gets himself a bowl of cereal. <</font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#FF99FF"><b>Angel:</b> </font> <font face="Times New Roman">As for the Zebra and Leopard bit. I see you have been watching George of the Jungle again. I guess you will never grow up will you Andon?</font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0"> > Angel looks towards the door and smiles as Carrie walks in. Gino looks up as Carrie has on her usual seductive attire. Gino slowly grins. <</font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#FF33CC"><b>Carrie:</b> Hey!</font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#FF99FF"><b>Angel:</b> Hey... Glad you could make it. Gino be a dear and show her to her room. You can stay here to save money.</font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0"> > Carrie smiles and glances around, spots the camera and realizes what Angel is doing. Gino stands, takes Carrie's bags and leads her upstairs. The two disappear from view of the camera and Angel looks back to the camera. <</font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#FF99FF"><b>Angel:</b></font><font face="Times New Roman"> Andon you should listen to your sister. As for your buddy there. Andon did not bag anything but match against me. Where I will beat Andon the way he is supposed to be beaten. Not the way you like it either Andon. </font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0"> > Angel starts to clean up the kitchen as she continues to speak.<</font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#FF99FF"><b>Angel:</b> As for this marriage business. I am not the type of woman any man would want to marry Andon. Aside from that Ethan and I just got together. As for you and me... Andon there never was and never will be a you and me. </font> <p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0"> > Gino and Carrie return to the kitchen. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#FFFF00"><b>Gino:</b> So what do you ladies plan to do?</font><p align="center"> <b>Angel:</b> Before we do anything.. Gino this is Carrie, Ethan's manager. Carrie this is my brother Gino.<p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Gino smirks. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#FFFF00"><b>Gino: </b>I already introduced myself to her.</font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Carrie chuckles and pulls out her compact, freshening up her make up.. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#FF33CC"><b>Carrie: </b>We are going shopping. I have yet to shop here.</font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel nods. <</font><p align="center"> <b>Angel:</b> Ok. First I have to drop a box off at Good Will.<p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Gino sits to finish his cereal. Much to his surprise the bowl is gone. Gino sighs and stands grabbing and apple and walking out to the garage. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#FF33CC"><b>Carrie:</b> He's cute.</font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel arches a brow as she sits down and puts her shoes on. <</font><p align="center"> <b>Angel:</b> Who?<p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Carrie looks out into the garage and spots 8 men out there, counting Gino. Her eyes widen a bit. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#FF33CC"><b>Carrie:</b> Gino... heck... All of them.</font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel laughs. <</font><p align="center"> <b>Angel:</b> Tower is the tall one.. he is taken... most of them are taken actually. Accept for Gino, Dean and Jackson.<p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Carrie grins. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#FF33CC"><b>Carrie: </b>Can I meet them? </font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel nods and stands, walking to her office. <</font><p align="center"> <b>Angel:</b> Dean... Jackson... my office...<p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel walks to her desk and straightens up some papers as two guys walk in. Dean has a jersey accent while Jackson has a southern accent. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#99CCFF"><b>Dean: </b>Yeah?</font><p align="center"> <font color="#CCCCFF"><b>Jackson:</b> Yes Angel?</font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel looks up and gestures to Carrie. <</font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#FF99FF"><b>Angel:</b> This is Carrie. Carrie meet Dean Harris, my newest employee.</font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#C0C0C0">> Dean winks to Carrie. <</font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#99CCFF"><b>Dean: </b>Hey babe.</font><p align="center"> <font face="Times New Roman"><b>Angel: </b>Jackson.. one of my first employees.</font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#C0C0C0">> Jackson nods to Carrie, who is smiling.<</font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#CCCCFF"><b>Jackson:</b> One of yer first? Hell I almost married ya sugar. Howdy Carrie nice to meet'cha. </font><p align="center"> <font face="Times New Roman"><font color="#FF33CC"><b>Carrie:</b> Hello. Nice to meet you both</font>.</font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#C0C0C0">> Jackson looks back to Angel. <</font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#CCCCFF"><b>Jackson:</b> Hey sugar. I ordered the parts you needed fer yer hog. </font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#C0C0C0">> Angel nods.<</font><p align="center"> <font face="Times New Roman"><b>Angel:</b> Thanks Jackson. You guys can go. Jackson have Gino watch the garage while I show Carrie around the Burgh. </font><p align="center"> <fontcolor="#C0C0C0">> Jackson nods and then drags drooling Dean away. Carrie looks at Angel. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#FF33CC"><b>Carrie:</b> You almost married Jackson? What happened?</font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel smirks and sighs softly. <</font><p align="center"> <b>Angel: </b>I got cold feet. Not to mention I was 19. Too young to settle down. We both had a lot of growing up to do. Anyway. I am with Ethan and very happy.<p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> The mere mention of Ethan's name makes Angel's eyes light up. <</font><p align="center"> <b>Angel:</b> How is he doing anyway?<p align="center"> <font color="#FF33CC"><b>Carrie:</b> He is good. Getting hyped for his match against Josh Blaze.</font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel nods. <</font><p align="center"> <b>Angel:</b> I'd call him but I am sure he is enjoying some time alone. I am afraid to tell him that I miss him. He may think I am getting attached to him. That is the last thing Ethan needs.<p align="center"> <font color="#FF33CC"><b>Carrie:</b> You should let him decide what he needs and what he don't.</font><p align="center"> <b>Angel: </b>You're right. Although I do miss him.<p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel chuckles as Carrie laughs softly. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#FF33CC"><b>Carrie: </b>You two are just too cute you know that. Now let's go shopping!</font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0"> > Angel chuckles and leads Carrie out to her mustang as the scene fades out to that legendary black.. <</font>[/dohtml] |
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