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New York, condo, 11pm
Scott: *walks in, stops*
People are seen everywhere; music blares
Scott: *looks around, takes off jacket*
Bailey: *pushes through crowd, lifts bottle* SCOTTY! *smiles* Hey!
Scott: What the hell's going on? Who are these people?
Bailey: Just a few friends from work. I needed to wind down.
Scott: In my condo.
Bailey: Wasn't hard to pick the lock.
Guy bumps into Scott
Scott: *pushes past people* Bailey, this is completely inappropriate. I want these people out.
Bailey: You need to loosen up, Finch. Have a beer.
Scott: I thought you were a recovering alcoholic.
Bailey: Somedays I am.
Scott: *frowns, looks around*
People are seen snorting white powder off table
Scott: Are those people doing drugs?
Bailey: Yeah. *smiles* It's
really fun.
Scott: *kneels, picks up broken lamp*
Bailey: I've got some more blow if you want.
Scott: *stands* No. Bailey, I'm really not in the m-
Bailey: Here, have some water. *picks up glass*
Scott: *takes glass* I'm not in the mood to play these games with you. I have to work early in the morning.
Bailey: Is that all you ever do? Work and play with your mistress? You need some variety in your life.
Scott: *drinks water*
Bailey: *smiles*
Scott: *places cup on counter* You have 10 minutes to get everyone out.
Bailey: Oh I think I have way more than that. *grabs Scott's arm* C'mon, there's some friends of mine I want you to meet.
Scott: *angry sigh*
Living room
Bailey: This is Conrad, my co-worker.
Conrad: You want some blow?
Scott: No thank you.
Conrad: These are some cool digs, man. You a banker or something?
Bailey: *smiles* He's famous.
Conrad: Yeah? Did you invent the zipper? Because I've been trippin' out tryin' to figure out who thought the idea up.
Scott: I'm not an inventer and I'm not famous. Could you please pack up your drugs and get them out of here?
Conrad: *laughs* He
is funny.
25 minutes later
Scott: *picks up drapes* Could you please not spill on the couch!
Bailey: *runs over* Scott, quick! We're having a fruit race in the hall! You want to be on team Grapefruit or Orange?
Scott: No! Bailey, you said you'd get these people out! *blinks, steps backward*
Bailey: What is it?
Scott: Your skin is green.
Bailey: *lifts brow* What?
Scott: Your skin is green...and it's dripping.
Bailey: *nods slowly* Right. Um...this might sound strange but I think I gave you the wrong drink.
Scott: *looks down at hands* My hands are on fire.
Bailey: Yep, definitely the wrong drink.
Scott: *leans against wall, grabs chest*
Conrad: What's his problem?
Bailey: I accidentally gave him the drink with the LSD.
Scott: *covers eyes* Red sounds like chimes!
Bailey: What does green sound like?
Scott: *unbuttons shirt*
Front door
Lori: *walks in, looks around* What the h-
Bailey: LORI! *runs over* HI! *hugs Lori*
Lori: Where's Scott? What's with the party?
Bailey: Why are you here? Did Scott invite you?
Lori: No, I thought I'd surprise him. Where is he?
Bailey: He's trippin' out in the living room.
Lori: *frowns* What do you mean.
Bailey: Oh he accidentally drank some LSD. *smiles* I wonder if he'll get all the way naked.
Lori: *pushes past people, walks away* SCOTT!
Bailey: *follows*
Living room
Scott: *picks up large lamp, swings it* GET AWAY!
Conrad: Whoa, watch it bucko. *lifts hands* It's me.
Scott: *slams lamp across table*
Glass shatters
Lori: Scott! *runs over*
Scott: *drops lamp, holds head* UGH!
Lori: *places hand on Scott's shoulder* Are you okay?
Scott: *lies on floor, covers head*
Lori: *kneels* Scott, I'm taking you to the hospital.
Bailey: He might get arrested.
Lori: *looks at Bailey*
You should be arrested. *stands* What the HELL did you think you were doing? *steps over Scott*
Bailey: It was an accident.
Lori: Accident my ass.
Scott: *starts to cry*
Lori: *grabs Bailey by the hair*
Bailey: *screams*
Lori: *shoves Bailey against wall*
Bailey: *claws at Lori*
Lori: *kicks Bailey*
Bailey: *bites Lori's arm*
Lori: *slams fist into Bailey's face*
Bailey: *lifts knee*
Lori: I'M PREGNANT!
Bailey: *blinks* What?
Lori: *jams fingers into Bailey's eyes*
Bailey: *screams, falls over*
Lori: Stupid bitch. *looks at Scott*
Scott: *crying*
Lori: *runs over, kneels* Scott.
Scott: *sniffs, lifts eyes*
Lori: I know you're freaking out and everything but I'm
Lori. Remember Lori?
Scott: *nods quickly*
Lori: Good. I'm gonna get these people out of your home, okay?
Scott: It's so hot in here.
Lori: I know.
Scott: *wipes forehead*
Lori: *stands, turns off music*
People look over
Lori: Get the hell out.
People start to leave
Lori: *grabs Bailey by the collar*
Bailey: *rubs eyes*
Lori: You expect me to believe for one second that you 'accidentally' dosed my husband with a hallucinogenic drug. Who the hell else would it be intended for?
Bailey: *stares at Lori* I was going to slip him a roofie but nobody had any.
Lori: *frowns*
Bailey: I'm gonna go.
Lori: You'd better make it quick.
Bailey: *runs away*
Door slams
Lori: *grabs Scott's arm*
Scott: *stands*
Lori: *wipes Scott's cheeks* You okay?
Scott: *shakes head*
Lori: You want to put your shirt back on?
Scott: NO!
Lori: Okay.
Scott: *runs hands through hair* It's so hot in here. *scratches at skin* You're sparkly.
Lori: Maybe you should sit down.
Scott: *sits*
Lori: *picks up beer bottles*
Scott: *looks around*
Lori: *wipes table*
Scott: *rubs eyes*
Lori: I was sort of expecting you to be relaxing with a beer, not partying with Bailey.
Scott: I don't LIKE this. *grips hair*
Lori: It's going to last for a little while longer.
Scott: How long?
Lori: How long have you been tripping out?
Scott: I don't know, time's going really slow.
Lori: *smirks*
Scott: Lori, it's not funny.
Lori: I'm not laughing.
Scott: Your voice is orange.
Lori: *smiles* I bet it is.
Scott: *sigh* Your smile sounds like violins.
TBC..............................