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~New Character Introduced~
Eusine
Original Date of Post: 11/01/2009
Narrator: The spotlight can and will kill you. Just look at Britney Spears or Cindy Crawford…or in this story…Erika.
Erika: Huh? Did somebody mention my name?
Narrator: Um, no. (She groans)
Reporter: In Entertainment news, pop-singer Erika has finally narrowed down her choices for the father of her baby to five possible fathers. Meanwhile, Erika remains in the Betty Ford clinic after falling off the wagon late last month. And now we go into our photo file to see what we could find. Looks like it’s father-daughter time. We see movie star Norman and his 22 year old daughter May. (Turns television off)
Drew: Hey, I was watching that.
May: Oh…you don’t need to see that. I can’t help it if the media wants to follow me and my dad around all the time. The divorce was such big news and when something like this strikes someone who’s famous, it affects that person and everyone around them.
Drew: Well sometimes the media can play in your favor! Sometimes you can get the right publicity or attention and gain your own fan-base from that.
May: I never thought of it like that.
Drew: Surely you’ve had hopes and dreams of becoming famous and moving away from your father’s spotlight to become someone the country would love!
May: Huh?
Drew: I mean before you met me, you had so much talent and potential that you could have gone so far.
May: Sure that was my dream back in high school. I wanted to star in a few movies like my dad. But of course, my outlook changed when I met you and got pregnant. I realized that my true passion is to be a family woman. I know how the spotlight can be. I was surrounded by cameras and the media and the paparazzi my whole life. But still…there’s a part of me that still misses that pressure of being in front of the camera. There are nights when I’m up thinking if my life were different. (Later that night)
Norman: Hello, you’ve got Norman!
Drew: Hi Norman, it’s Drew.
Norman: Oh hello. So what’s on your mind? How’s my daughter?
Drew: She’s…okay for the most part.
Norman: I don’t like your tone. What’s going on?
Drew: Well, we were talking earlier and I want to do something nice for May! Do you think that she could come on one of your sets with you?
Norman: You mean like help out with one of my projects?
Drew: Yeah. I think she misses being around things like that since she became a mother.
Norman: Oh I understand. When she was a kid, I would always take her around the movie sets and she used to love it. (Flashback)
Young May: Daddy, when I grow up I wanna be a big star just like you!
Norman: You would make your father proud and you know I’ll be right behind you supporting you 100%. Just as long as you stay away from those boys!
Young May: Boys are icky!
Norman: That’s my girl. (End of flashback) Oh, those were the days. I think I can help you out. I’ll call one of my friends and he’ll have a talk with May. He might have something in store for her. (The next morning in a hospital)
May: How are you feeling?
Max: (Weakly) Hey sis! It just hurts…everything hurts.
May: Don’t try to talk Max. Just rest!
Caroline: I can’t stand to see him like this. He just kept getting worse and worse every day. I don’t know if it’s an ulcer or a hernia or an anxiety attack or what!
May: Well, he’s been going in and out of the hospital for the past couple of months and they still can’t find anything. Maybe it is stress related. He has been through a lot. We all have! (The door opens)
Crasher Wake: Hey Max-boy! How are you feeling?
Caroline: He’s still in pain.
Crasher Wake: Cheer up boy! When you get out of the hospital, how about I take you to the water park? (Max groans)
Caroline: I think what Max is trying to say is that he’d be delighted. (The door opens) Huh? YOU!
Vinzo: Hello Caroline.
Caroline: Don’t you “Hello Caroline” me! You have no right to be here.
Vinzo: Please Caroline, I didn’t come here to pick a fight with you. I’m actually here to speak to May.
Caroline: What business do you have with my daughter?
May: Mom, please!
Vinzo: Let’s go out in the hallway!
May: I’ll be back in a second Mom (Outside in the hallway)
Vinzo: I see your mother is as charming as ever.
May: I think she doesn’t like you because she still blames you for keeping my father away from the family those last years of their marriage.
Vinzo: I’m your father’s agent. It’s my job to get him work.
May: Look, I’m not here to play the blame game and I’m not on either side of this whole divorce. Just tell me what you’re doing here and what you wanted me for?
Vinzo: Well May, I have a proposition for you.
May: Proposition?
Vinzo: You see, I asked your father if he knew any girls who wanted to be in this photo shoot that I have set up. One thing led to another and your name came up.
May: You want me to be in a photo shoot? This isn’t for some porn magazine is it?
Vinzo: Not my line of work. It’s actually for a little thing called Style magazine.
May: Wait a minute! You mean I’m actually going to be in Style magazine?
Vinzo: The divorce of your parents is big, very big! And throughout it all, people have enjoyed seeing your face on the news with both parents. I mean you saw what happened to Brooke Hogan when her father divorced the old ball and chain! And I can get you on the cover page! (May gasps) Well a little head shot on page six, but you get my meaning. (The door opens)
Caroline: Don’t you dare listen to this scum bag!
May: Mom?
Caroline: I heard the whole thing! I don’t want you to corrupt my daughter in your sleazy work.
May: Hold on Mom! Mr. Vinzo, I’d be happy to do this.
Vinzo: You won’t regret it May. (He walks away)
Caroline: May, what in God’s name were you thinking?
May: I’m going to at least give it a chance. It might not be so bad. (That night at the apartment)
Drew: So Norman’s agent visited you?
May: Yeah. I don’t know if I’m up to doing this.
Drew: Well, I say take advantage of what comes your way!
May: Drew, I told you before about that. I’ve seen the effects of being a star. I’ve seen so much destruction of what the spotlight can do. I’ve seen it happen to my family and to my best friends. And I just fear…that it’ll tear us apart too. (Drew grabs her hand)
Drew: You have nothing to fear May. Sure it’s doubtful at first…But you have me supporting you no matter what.
May: Seriously?
Drew: Of course.
May: Well, if I’m going to be in this photo shoot, I should do a few exercises. I am getting a little pudgy here…and there.
Drew: You’re look fine!
Sara: You’re pretty Mommy!
May: Huh? (She hugs Sara) That means a lot to me. (The next morning)
Marisa: A photo shoot you say?
Misty: So you’re back in the spotlight once more?
May: Well…I haven’t really done much work since high school.
Winona: But you know May this kind of work can give your career a real shot in the arm.
Marisa: She’s right. This photo shoot can really be a good starting point. I mean, you can get a reputation of your own. Away from your father’s shadow and really make the world notice you!
Misty: Just like Miley Cyrus?
Marisa: I was thinking more like Ben Stiller, but I guess that’s a…I don’t want to say good example, but…So May, what did you need us for?
May: I need a makeover. (All groan) Come on you guys. You three are my best friends and know a little something about doing beauty restoration.
Marisa: Just for the record, I do not know anything about that.
May: Bull-crap! You’re an artist! Your job is to make other things look pretty.
Marisa: Yeah…on the canvas.
May: Then use me as your canvas.
Marisa: Yeah but I’m a tortured artist. I don’t think it’d be right for me to stab one of my friends with a paintbrush.
May: Oh…what about you two? Winona, you could help me out. You look great after squeezing out two kids.
Winona: Thanks…I think. But I guess I can always help you.
May: How about you Misty?
Misty: Well…I could help you out with the makeup and the clothes.
Marisa: And I have a person who can do your hair!
Misty: And if you like, I could get my sister Daisy to…
All: NO!
Misty: But…she just passed beauty school and…
Marisa: I don’t care if she’s been studying under Joan Rivers’s make-up artist, she is to not step one foot into this project!
Winona: I think you should listen to Marisa…She has a look of death on her face!
Misty: Fine. Hey May, I have an idea! How about we ask your mother to help?
May: No…I’m sorry but she’s kind of against this whole photo shoot.
Marisa: When exactly is this photo shoot?
May: In about three days! Mr. Vinzo wants me to wear some fancy dress and since this is Style magazine, I have to make sure that everything is perfect. (Later that afternoon)
Misty: Winona, that’s too much!
Winona: No it isn’t! It’s not showing that much.
Misty: Then get your eyes checked. She looks like a whore!
Marisa: She’ll fit right in. All the women in this magazine are whores or look like them.
Misty: (Sighs) May, hold still. These curls are not coming out the way I was hoping. It would have been much better if we could get Marisa’s stylist.
Marisa: Cut her some slack. She was filled up today! And stop Misty; otherwise you’re going to damage her hair!
Misty: I know what I’m doing. And at least I’m doing something helpful. Why don’t you do something helpful instead of offering criticism!
Marisa: I’m fixing your mistakes! (Outside the apartment)
Drew: Huh? Looks like Mommy’s home. Let’s see what’s going on.
Sara: Okay. (They open the door)
Drew: We’re home! Huh? (Screams) What the hell happened to…?
Winona: So what do you think of your new and improved wife? (Drew gives a nervous laugh)
May: So how do I look honey?
Drew: You look like…Um…Ugh…
Marisa: (Sighs) Before you dig your grave Drew… (Grabs a mirror)
May: (Screams) WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?! I LOOK LIKE A CLOWN!
Winona: Hey, the magazine told me to put this much on.
Misty: I told you that it was too much.
Winona: And you’re not helping!
May: Ugh! Look at my poor hair!
Misty: It would have been better if you would have just stayed still.
Winona: It’s not her fault Misty. It’s your fault for not knowing about hair care! Your hair is all hard and pointy.
Misty: Well then maybe I should have done her makeup. At least I wouldn’t make her look like a transvestite!
Sara: Daddy, what’s a trans-mestite?
Drew: Huh?
May: THAT’S IT! EVERYBODY OUT NOW! (Misty, Marisa, and Winona leave) Hold it Drew. I didn’t mean you!
Drew: (Hesitantly) Of course you didn’t.
May: I’m going to take a bath! (That night in the bedroom)
Drew: Sara’s asleep.
May: Okay! …It’s okay Drew. I promise not to bite your head off. I’m okay now.
Drew: Okay! I was just a little concerned this afternoon. After you chew your friend’s heads off, I was sure you were going to kill the next person you saw.
May: No, not in front of Sara anyways. It’s okay Drew. I guess I did have it coming. I have those three in the room together and I’m just begging for trouble. (Drew sighs) What’s wrong?
Drew: Oh nothing. It’s nothing really May. Just…don’t do anything too drastic!
May: I think I was at the drastic point this afternoon with the clown makeup.
Drew: I suppose you’re right. Hmm…I think I have an idea of who you can call for help.
May: Who? (The next morning)
Harley: So what can old Harley do for you today?
May: Make me over!
Nando: Ah, so it is a makeover you want?
Harley: I don’t know. What’s in it for me?
May: I’ve got two front-row seats to Avenue Q. But if you two aren’t interested, I understand.
Nando: (Singing) If you were gay! That’d be okay! I mean cause hey!
Harley: (Singing) I’d like you anyway! (Growls) You evil manipulative witch! You know exactly what I like! You’ve got yourself a deal!
Nando: Why do you want the makeover?
May: It’s because I’m in this photo shoot in a couple of days and I just want to look decent in front of the camera.
Harley: Hmm…Gwyneth Paltrow or the Courtney Cox Arquette or the Sarah Michelle Gellar look!
Nando: Hmm…May sort of reminds me of that Jennifer Love Hewitt from all of those horror films of the 90’s.
May: That’s great you guys but let’s not do anything too drastic that’ll make me look like a horror movie! (Later back at the apartment)
Drew: We’re home.
Harley: We’re just about finished!
Drew: Oh great, mind if I take a peak?
Harley: STOP! Sorry Drew, no one takes a peak! Why do you think I put up this barrier around here? No one must rush this beautiful art work!
Drew: Fine, fine!
Nando: And she is complete! Presenting your new wife… (She comes from the curtains) Here’s May! (Drew gasps)
May: How do I look?
Drew: Ho…Ly…Moses! You look…beautiful! (She looks in the mirror)
May: (Squeals) I love it Harley! You two are geniuses!
Harley: (Blushes) Oh I don’t know about that!
Nando: Before we depart, I must give you a few items. First, use this bottle for your hair in the morning. This bottle here is for your face! Scrub with it and then rinse!
Harley: And an extra set of pins to put your hair up! Now remember, I’ll be at your place in two days at 10:00am to touch you up. Then I’ll take you over there and you’ll be a hit for the magazine shoot! (She hugs Harley)
May: Oh thank you, thank you, thank you!
Harley: Whoa girl! Well, we must be going! Nando rented a kinky video and we’re going to get all…
Drew: OKAY, we don’t need to hear this! We do have a three year old present here!
Harley: Now remember, scrub, rinse, scrub, rinse!
Drew: Goodbye Harley. (They close the door) So May…wow…I can’t believe you look so…different. I mean, it’s a good kind of different.
May: My head hurts! I love the hair, but these pins are sticking me like crazy.
Narrator: Two days later! (May screams)
Drew: What’s wrong?
May: My hair! MY HAIR! I knew I shouldn’t have taken out those pins! I need help! I have to call Harley! (At Nando’s apartment)
Nando: (Yawns) Harley, your phone is ringing!
Harley: (Groans) Hello? May, why are you calling me at… (Looks at clock) Oh never mind! I overslept!
May: Harley, you have to come over quick! My hair needs your hands!
Harley: (Yawns) Sure May, I’ll be over soon! (He hangs up)
May: Oh man! Why did I take them out? Oh damn, damn, damn!
Drew: Relax May!
May: I CAN’T RELAX! I’M ABOUT TO GO INSANE! THE PHOTO SHOOT IS TODAY! (Knock on the door) NOW I HAVE PEOPLE COMING HERE TO BUG ME!
Drew: I’ll get it! (He opens the door) Marisa?
Marisa: Is May here?
Drew: Yes, but I’m afraid she’s having…a bit of an episode. I’ll tell her you stopped by!
May: Marisa?
Marisa: What the hell happened to your hair? Oh forget it! I got something for you! (A woman comes in) Meet the woman who is going to help you with your hair!
May: Marisa, I don’t know if she can…
Marisa: Look, I had to make it up to you. Plus I kind of told her you were doing a photo shoot for Style magazine and she wanted to at least try. (Two hours later) Well, what do you think?
May: I love it! Thank you so much! (Knock on the door)
Drew: I’ll get it! (Opens the door)
Harley: May, I got here as fast as I could. Sorry I’m so late! I accidentally fell back to sleep and who the hell is she?
Marisa: The woman who saved May’s hair from total disaster.
Harley: There’s no way in hell that your hair stylist, no offence to you ma’am, can compare to my work of… (May’s chair turns around) I stand corrected!
May: Now there isn’t that much time. The photo shoot is coming up and I have to get my butt in there! (A little later in a building)
Harley: Oh, it’s always been a dream to see an actual photo shoot!
Marisa: Just keep your pants on! And try not to flirt with all the gay stylists okay!
Harley: Hon, I would never do that! It would be unfair to Nando. But if I meet anyone whom I’ve seen on the Bravo channel, all bets are off!
May: I appreciate you guys coming with me. I think I’d feel a little more comfortable if you guys were there.
Marisa: Our pleasure! It’s a shame that Drew had to work. I’m sure he’d love to see you at work.
Harley: His loss!
Rhonda: I thought so! (Glares at Marisa) What are you doing here? Come to rain on someone’s parade?
Marisa: Don’t tell me you’re in the magazine shoot too!
Rhonda: Of course I am! You don’t get where I am without giving a little action on the side! (Harley taps Marisa on the shoulder)
Marisa: GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME YOU PERVERT! (She slaps Harley) Oh I’m sorry Harley! I thought that creep Jack was here!
Rhonda: No, thank God he isn’t here! The last thing in the world I need him to do is ogle at me and the rest of the girls in the Playboy photo shoot!
All: Playboy?
Rhonda: Why of course! Playboy asked me to be in their next issue.
Marisa: Hmm…I wonder why they asked you to be in it! It’s not October yet so they don’t need any witches!
Rhonda: At least I got what it takes to be in the magazine. If they put you in the magazine they would probably go out of business.
Man: Miss Rhonda, you’re needed in Room 23.
Rhonda: Duty calls! Toodles! (She walks away)
Marisa: Toodles…You whore! Let’s go! (They open a door)
Eusine: Hello? Ah…this pretty young girl must be Norman’s daughter. (Grabs May’s hand and kisses it)
May: (Blushes) Oh my!
Norman: Hi sweetie!
May: Dad, what are you doing here?
Norman: Vinzo told me that the photographer wanted a few shots with the two of us.
Eusine: I would like to capture May at her best and around the people who make her happy.
Harley: I couldn’t agree more! What’s better than having May pose with her father? That is to have her pose with her best friends!
Eusine: Who is this buffoon?
Harley: Buffoon?
May: These are my friends!
Eusine: (Chuckling) Your friends? From how they’re dressed I thought they were homeless people who followed you from off the street!
Harley: Why you stuck up little…
Marisa: Harley, hold it in! (He growls) Hold it in until your ulcer starts to bleed!
Eusine: Come along May and Norman, let’s make some magic. (A little later in the studio)
Harley: Where did you go?
Marisa: To the bathroom! What’d I miss?
Harley: Nothing much. Just Mr. Self-Absorbed over there telling Norman and May to make love to the camera.
Eusine: Now Norman, I just want a few pictures of your daughter alone.
Norman: Okay, you’re the professional.
Eusine: May, it is now your turn to make love to the camera. You love it! You kiss it!
Harley: This make love to the camera crap is making me sick to my stomach.
Marisa: You and me both. I’m going to the bathroom.
Harley: I thought you just went.
Marisa: Yeah, but this time it’s for real. (A little later)
Eusine: Let’s call it a day May.
May: That was fun. Thanks for everything Eusine.
Eusine: Not at all my dear. You know, after being under all of those lights it must have made you a little sweaty. Why don’t you take a shower?
May: Well a shower seems like a great idea. Thanks for suggesting.
Eusine: Any time my dear. (A few minutes later in the shower)
May: (Humming) I can’t wait for the pictures to come out! Drew won’t believe it. (Camera clicks) The anticipation is killing me! (A little later outside the building)
Marisa: (Yawns) Well this has been an exciting day!
Harley: Oh yes…watching that creep Eusine act like a jackass playing with his camera. He thinks he’s hot stuff!
Marisa: You’re still bitter by the homeless comment he made. (Eusine opens the door and crashes into Harley)
Harley: Why don’t you watch where you’re going?
Eusine: You should do the same, you street urchin!
Harley: What’s that you little…!
Marisa: Harley! We’re sorry sir! (Harley crouches down)
Harley: Fine. I guess the least I can do is help you pick up your papers. What in the…? (Eusine snatches something from the ground)
Eusine: I’ll take that thank you very much. Looks like I have all my documents. Good day! (He walks away)
May: Ready to go you guys? (Eusine screams)
Eusine: WHO DID THIS TO MY CAR?!
Marisa: Yeah, we’re pretty much done here. (They walk away)
Harley: Poetic justice if you ask me. (Thinking) Was that a naked picture of…May that I just saw? (Later at the apartments)
May: That was fun!
Marisa: Oh yeah, it was fun for me. (Giggles)
May: I do feel sorry for Eusine as we drove away. I wonder who destroyed his car like that.
Marisa: Hmm…Oh, poor guy! What a shame!
Harley: (Thinking) You’re as guilty as O.J.! But then again…that Eusine guy is no better. How did he get a naked picture of May?
May: I can’t believe this. I can’t believe how much fun it was. I mean, I would always dream of doing this when I was younger. I just didn’t think my time would come now!
Marisa: I guess people like being around the spotlight. Just remember not to overdo it. You remember what happened to Erika!
May: I know what I’m doing. I mean it’s not like I’m posing for Playboy like that one girl we ran into. (Marisa growls)
Marisa: That bitch!
May: You really can’t get along with anybody, can you? (The door opens) Hey Drew.
Drew: So how’d it go?
May: Wonderful!
Harley: Yeah, she was a real peach. Drew, mind if I speak to you in private. (They go in another room)
Drew: May sure seems happy!
Harley: Yeah, she is. Look Drew… (Flashback)
May: I can’t believe how much fun it was. I mean, I would always dream of doing this when I was younger. (End of flashback)
Harley: (Thinking) But wait…I was in the room watching the pictures being taken. And there wasn’t anything weird happening. May kept on her clothes and she wasn’t in a bathroom in any of the shots we were present for. But then again…that picture I saw on the ground…
Drew: Harley? Hello! Earth to Harley! (Snaps fingers)
Harley: Huh? Oh sorry about that Drew.
Drew: You were going to tell me something!
Harley: Um Drew… (Phone ringing) Huh?
May: Hello?
Drew: Didn’t May enjoy the shoot today?
Harley: She did. It’s just that…I’m suspicious about something. Or to say someone!
Drew: Someone? (May squeals) What was that? (They run into the other room)
Harley: May, is everything okay?
May: You better believe it! Mr. Vinzo just called and asked me to do a photo shoot and an interview with People magazine!
Marisa: Oh my God May! That’s great! (They hug)
May: I’m so glad Eusine agreed to shoot me again! (Harley growls)
Marisa: (Growling) That pompous…I mean that’s great May!
Drew: That’s great news! (Harley puts his hand on Drew’s shoulder)
Harley: Drew… (Whispering) Watch her like a hawk!
Drew: Huh? Where is this coming from?
Harley: Do what I say if you want to keep your wife…you watch her like a hawk at that photo shoot. And…watch over the photographer Eusine!
Drew: Huh? Harley, what in the world are you…?
Harley: That’s all the info I’m going to give you. Come on Marisa, we’re leaving!
Marisa: Call me later. (Harley and Marisa leave)
May: What did Harley want to talk to you about?
Drew: I barely know. (Thinking) He wants me to watch her and to watch over the photographer? What could have happened? May seems so happy…What could have Harley paranoid? (Aloud) May, when is this photo shoot and interview?
May: This weekend!
Drew: I’m going.
May: Really Drew? What about work?
Drew: I’m taking a personal day. Besides I would like to go and I can’t pass up the opportunity to see you at work.
May: If you want to I suppose that’ll be okay. Oh I can’t wait! I have to find the perfect outfit, and get my makeup done by Nando, and get Marisa’s stylist on the phone again. Oh so much to do and so little time to do it in.
Drew: (Sighs) Okay, I guess I’m gonna have to step up my game! (That weekend at the photo shoot)
May: You sure you really want to be there for the interview and the photo shoot?
Drew: I’m sure. Sara and I want to be there for you! We really should do things as a family more often.
Eusine: Afternoon May! Hugs and kisses!
May: Hello Eusine!
Drew: (Thinking) Eusine? This is my first time and this guy just makes me uneasy.
May: This is Drew, my husband!
Eusine: Husband?
Drew: Loving husband! (Gags) Did you bathe in that cologne?
Sara: Daddy, I don’t feel good!
Drew: You and me both! (Vinzo runs up)
Vinzo: May looking fabulous as always! And so nice that you brought the whole family too! I have good news and bad news. The person who was supposed to interview you today called and said she was going to be late. But that means we can do your photo shoot now.
May: That’s great!
Eusine: Right! Now follow me to the next room and we’ll set you up. (An hour later)
Drew: (Thinking) Hmm…Maybe Harley’s suspicion was wrong. I mean it just looks like a regular photo shoot to me.
Eusine: All done.
May: Well that didn’t take long!
Vinzo: Excellent stuff May! Excellent stuff!
May: What’d you guys think?
Eusine: She’s an excellent lady!
Drew: Very nice. (Sara groans)
May: Sara, are you feeling okay? (She throws up)
Drew: I guess the fumes from that guy’s cologne made her sick…I mean it could be the flu! Oh May, you’ve got a little splatter on your…
May: Oh no!
Vinzo: That’s no problem. It’s fortunate that you went through your shoot already. I’ll tell you what. I’ll dry clean this and we can give you some loaner clothes for your interview.
Eusine: Yes, I’ll give you some loaners and why don’t you take another shower.
May: Okay! I just need a cover for my hair.
Eusine: Not a problem. (In the shower area)
Drew: Hey May, I got the loaner clothes. It’s on the chair when you get all dry.
May: Thank you Drew. (He walks out of the room)
Drew: You feeling a little better? (Sara nods) Good to hear. Oh, Eusine’s office! Stay right outside Sara, I just want to talk to him for a sec. (Opens the door)
Eusine: (Seductively) Oh yes…get all nice and sudsy! Ooh, yes!
Drew: (Gasp) A camera? If his office is next door to the showers then…Oh my God! (He growls and runs to Eusine) You sick son of a bitch! (Punches him in the face) It’s worse than I could ever imagine! You’ve been taking naked pictures of my wife through this hole in the wall. I’m going to teach you a lesson myself.
Eusine: Release me at once!
Drew: I’ll let you go when I’m finished killing you! (Vinzo walks inside)
Vinzo: Hey Eusine I got those…Oh my God! Drew, what are you doing to him?
Drew: Do you know what he’s been doing? He has a hole here to peep on women taking a shower and doing God only knows what with them.
Vinzo: This hole? (Walks over) Oh my word! You disgusting little worm! I should have suspected you after the whole Vanessa Hudgens issue! I will make it so you will never work in this business again! (Drew releases Eusine) Security, this is Vinzo. Please come up to Eusine’s office and escort him off the property. (A little later in the hallway)
Drew: People like that make me sick to my stomach!
Vinzo: You roughed up Eusine pretty badly. Ever thought about becoming a bodyguard?
Drew: Nah. The only ones I would ever want to protect are my wife and my daughter. I would do anything for them!
Vinzo: Well Drew, let me be the first person to apologize to you. I’m sorry this incident happened.
Drew: Well for now I say we should never tell May what happened. And just so this sort of thing never happens again, I will be present at every photo shoot, every interview, every red carpet interview, and every appearance she’ll make in the future.
Vinzo: A little serious, are we not?
Drew: Dead serious! (May walks up) Oh, finished with your shower?
May: Yep! (She kisses him on the cheek) What were you two talking about?
Drew: Well…we were just talking…
Vinzo: Yeah. As a matter of fact, I was going to tell you that the woman from People magazine will be here in a little bit.
Woman: Scratch that little bit comment, I’m here.
Vinzo: Ah-ha! Glad you could make it!
Woman: Sorry for the wait May, there was a bit of a delay with my last appointment.
May: Not a problem!
Woman: And is this your family?
May: Yep, this is my daughter Sara and my husband Drew.
Woman: It’s nice to meet you both. Now May, I would like the chance to interview you and only you. The public has seen plenty of Norman and I believe that this is your chance to come out of your shell. (May blushes) Shall we begin?
May: Yes! (Later at May’s apartment)
Harley: I knew it! I just knew that creep was no good!
Marisa: That snake in the grass! Do you want me to scratch up his car tomorrow? I can do it you know!
Drew: Please don’t!
Harley: Besides, I have my suspicions that you’re the one who messed up his car the other day.
Marisa: You can’t prove anything! So what’s next?
Drew: Well Vinzo said that he can get her an interview with another magazine and have her make an appearance on this one television show.
Harley: So how are you going to keep tabs on her?
Drew: I’m going to be May’s manager.
Marisa: Naturally.
Harley: Not bad for May. She’s climbing up to the top and stepping away from her father’s shadow little by little. (In another room)
May: (Sighs) I’m very lucky…to have a husband like Drew. (Thinking) Thanks for looking out for me.
~*Preview*~
Marcus: It’s a laugh riot in the next chapter. Little buddy gets a crash course in dealing with an interesting audience. One bad experience could put her comedic career at an early end. Ooh, don’t give up little buddy! Did Chris Rock give up? Did Dane Cook give up? Did Carrot Top give up? Ooh, bad example! Next time on Romance 102, Chapter 47…See you next time!
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*If You Were Gay from Avenue Q
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