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Condo, 8pm
Steph: Daddy, not another hotel.
Scott: You snooze you lose, my dear.
Steph: I'm gonna bankrupt you so fast, it'll make yer head spin.
Scott: I look forward to it.
Dominick: Stephie, are we winning?
Steph: Not yet, Dom. Right now, Daddy's got a monopoly.
Dominick: *frowns* WIN, STEPHIE! *slams hands on board*
Steph: *takes Dominick's arm* Stop it, Dom. You have to be patient.
Dominick: No.
Steph: Yes. *looks at Scott* He wants everything right now.
Scott: I know how he feels. I was the same way as a kid.
Steph: You musta been an annoying kid.
Scott: *smiles* I probably was.
Kitchen
Katie: *sips coffee* Ugh, remember when you were a father?
Speed: *looks at Katie*
Den
Dominick: *reaches over, takes money*
Scott: *lifts eyes*
Dominick: *looks at Scott*
Scott: *shakes head*
Dominick: *drops money*
Scott: *looks at Steph* Your move.
Steph: *grabs dice, drops them*
Dominick: How many is that, Stephie?
Steph: 12.
Dominick: *staring at dice*
Steph: There's 6 on this one and 6 on the other one.
Dominick: I wanna count it out.
Steph: Okay. *hands over car*
Dominick: *slams car on board* 12!
Steph: No, that's 1.
Dominick: *frowns*
Steph: You need to go this many more. *takes Dominick's hand* 2, 3, 4, 5-
Scott: *smiles*
Steph: And 12.
Dominick: That's too many, Stephie.
Steph: No it's not. Besides, there's more numbers than that.
Dominick: *looks at Steph*
Steph: *whispers* You're gonna need to know 'em when you become a fireman.
Dominick: *frowns* I don't like numbers.
Steph: Daddy, I passed 'Go'.
Scott: Oh, right.
Katie: *walks over* Now Scott, you know you can't take the Monopoly money home to buy drugs.
Scott: *lifts eyes*
Katie: *sits*
Scott: Was that really appropriate?
Katie: I used to do it to Lori all the time.
Steph: Daddy's getting better. *straightens out money* Poison's almost gone.
Katie: *looks at Steph*
Scott: *lifts brow*
Steph: Your turn.
Scott: *nods*
Katie: Can I play?
Dominick: NO.
Katie: Why the hell not?
Dominick: Go away. Bitch.
Katie: *looks at Scott* Are you going to let him talk to me that way?
Scott: Yes. *tosses dice*
Dominick: *looks at Scott*
Scott: *winks*
Dominick: *smirks*
Katie: Ugh. You, sir, are not as nice as you let on. *stands, walks away*
Kitchen
Speed: Back so soon?
Katie: That whole family is full of...of...well, you know what I mean.
Speed: No, I truly don't.
Katie: Scott's perfect for Lori. He's just as manipulative and...hot.
Speed: *wraps arm around Katie, kisses her head*
Katie: *sigh*
Gables Estates, house, 9:48pm
Lori: *drinks champagne*
Tom: *pushes past people* Lori, what the hell are you doing?
Lori: *turns around, smiles* I am enjoying the PARTY! *laughs, staggers forward*
Tom: *grabs Lori* You're supposed to be rubbing elbows with important fashion people, not drowning yourself in...*picks up bottle* whatever this french word means.
Lori: *grabs bottle* I think it means swan or...swanson...wait, isn't that a TV dinner?
Tom: Anni's been looking everywhere for you.
Lori: Why? *gasp* We didn't just make out, did we? Oh man, she'd kick my ass.
Tom: It was something about the food, I think the caterers missed a dish.
Lori: So? Hand out more champagne, no one will notice. *smiles, strokes Tom's cheek* You have an impressive jaw line.
Tom: Why don't I direct you to the kitchen.
Kitchen
Anni: *uncovers plate*
Lori: *staggers over, smiles* Anni! My girl! What's kickin'!
Anni: *looks at Tom*
Tom: Champagne.
Anni: We ran out of food.
Lori: Don't worry about it, nobody will care once I strip and sing kareoke.
Tom: Huh.
Anni: *looks at Tom*
Tom: No. Nooo. Bad idea.
Anni: Honey I think you'd better go upstairs.
Lori: Why? The night is young. *rubs hands together* Who's pumped for dancing?
Anni: You hate dancing.
Lori: Now see, that's a myth. I don't like dancing with my clothes on.
Tom: There you go. A perfectly reasonable explanation.
Lori: *smiles*
Anni: Nobody's getting naked.
Lori: *gets to knees* Please? I promise I won't break anything!
Anni: Stand up, Lori.
Lori: *stands, staggers backwards*
Tom: *catches Lori* Whoa.
Lori: *smiles* Heeey, you caught me. Look at how much I'd trust you if I actually realized you were standing behind me. Do me a favour and unhook my dress.
Anni: Lori, it's time you retired upstairs. *walks over, takes Lori's arm*
Lori: But I'm not finished partying.
Anni: I think you've partied quite enough.
Lori: No. *shoves Anni*
Anni: ACK!
Lori: *falls into wall* I'm not done. Nobody tells me WHAT to do. *lifts finger* I am the HOST. *slides down wall* The hostess who does the mostest.
Tom: Alright. *picks up Lori, swings her over back*
Lori: Hey! I'm upside down!
Tom: *walks upstairs*
Anni: *rubs arm*
Bedroom
Tom: *drops Lori onto bed*
Lori: *smiles* Déja vu.
Tom: Not for me.
Lori: *sits up, grabs Tom by the tie* I need you.
Tom: No, you need Scott. But like an idiot, you're pushing him away.
Lori: I don't recall you talking this much whenever we were in this...*laughs* situation.
Tom: *takes Lori's cheeks* Sweetie?
Lori: Yes.
Tom: I love you very much.
Lori: *smiles*
Tom: And that's exactly why I'm leaving now. *stands straight* You need to sleep this off. *walks away, shuts door*
Lori: *smile fades*
TBC...................................
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Condo, 8pm
Steph: Daddy, not another hotel.
Scott: You snooze you lose, my dear.
Steph: I'm gonna bankrupt you so fast, it'll make yer head spin.
Scott: I look forward to it.
Dominick: Stephie, are we winning?
Steph: Not yet, Dom. Right now, Daddy's got a monopoly.
Dominick: *frowns* WIN, STEPHIE! *slams hands on board*
Steph: *takes Dominick's arm* Stop it, Dom. You have to be patient.
Dominick: No.
Steph: Yes. *looks at Scott* He wants everything right now.
Scott: I know how he feels. I was the same way as a kid.
Steph: You musta been an annoying kid.
Scott: *smiles* I probably was.
Kitchen
Katie: *sips coffee* Ugh, remember when you were a father?
Speed: *looks at Katie*
Den
Dominick: *reaches over, takes money*
Scott: *lifts eyes*
Dominick: *looks at Scott*
Scott: *shakes head*
Dominick: *drops money*
Scott: *looks at Steph* Your move.
Steph: *grabs dice, drops them*
Dominick: How many is that, Stephie?
Steph: 12.
Dominick: *staring at dice*
Steph: There's 6 on this one and 6 on the other one.
Dominick: I wanna count it out.
Steph: Okay. *hands over car*
Dominick: *slams car on board* 12!
Steph: No, that's 1.
Dominick: *frowns*
Steph: You need to go this many more. *takes Dominick's hand* 2, 3, 4, 5-
Scott: *smiles*
Steph: And 12.
Dominick: That's too many, Stephie.
Steph: No it's not. Besides, there's more numbers than that.
Dominick: *looks at Steph*
Steph: *whispers* You're gonna need to know 'em when you become a fireman.
Dominick: *frowns* I don't like numbers.
Steph: Daddy, I passed 'Go'.
Scott: Oh, right.
Katie: *walks over* Now Scott, you know you can't take the Monopoly money home to buy drugs.
Scott: *lifts eyes*
Katie: *sits*
Scott: Was that really appropriate?
Katie: I used to do it to Lori all the time.
Steph: Daddy's getting better. *straightens out money* Poison's almost gone.
Katie: *looks at Steph*
Scott: *lifts brow*
Steph: Your turn.
Scott: *nods*
Katie: Can I play?
Dominick: NO.
Katie: Why the hell not?
Dominick: Go away. Bitch.
Katie: *looks at Scott* Are you going to let him talk to me that way?
Scott: Yes. *tosses dice*
Dominick: *looks at Scott*
Scott: *winks*
Dominick: *smirks*
Katie: Ugh. You, sir, are not as nice as you let on. *stands, walks away*
Kitchen
Speed: Back so soon?
Katie: That whole family is full of...of...well, you know what I mean.
Speed: No, I truly don't.
Katie: Scott's perfect for Lori. He's just as manipulative and...hot.
Speed: *wraps arm around Katie, kisses her head*
Katie: *sigh*
Gables Estates, house, 9:48pm
Lori: *drinks champagne*
Tom: *pushes past people* Lori, what the hell are you doing?
Lori: *turns around, smiles* I am enjoying the PARTY! *laughs, staggers forward*
Tom: *grabs Lori* You're supposed to be rubbing elbows with important fashion people, not drowning yourself in...*picks up bottle* whatever this french word means.
Lori: *grabs bottle* I think it means swan or...swanson...wait, isn't that a TV dinner?
Tom: Anni's been looking everywhere for you.
Lori: Why? *gasp* We didn't just make out, did we? Oh man, she'd kick my ass.
Tom: It was something about the food, I think the caterers missed a dish.
Lori: So? Hand out more champagne, no one will notice. *smiles, strokes Tom's cheek* You have an impressive jaw line.
Tom: Why don't I direct you to the kitchen.
Kitchen
Anni: *uncovers plate*
Lori: *staggers over, smiles* Anni! My girl! What's kickin'!
Anni: *looks at Tom*
Tom: Champagne.
Anni: We ran out of food.
Lori: Don't worry about it, nobody will care once I strip and sing kareoke.
Tom: Huh.
Anni: *looks at Tom*
Tom: No. Nooo. Bad idea.
Anni: Honey I think you'd better go upstairs.
Lori: Why? The night is young. *rubs hands together* Who's pumped for dancing?
Anni: You hate dancing.
Lori: Now see, that's a myth. I don't like dancing with my clothes on.
Tom: There you go. A perfectly reasonable explanation.
Lori: *smiles*
Anni: Nobody's getting naked.
Lori: *gets to knees* Please? I promise I won't break anything!
Anni: Stand up, Lori.
Lori: *stands, staggers backwards*
Tom: *catches Lori* Whoa.
Lori: *smiles* Heeey, you caught me. Look at how much I'd trust you if I actually realized you were standing behind me. Do me a favour and unhook my dress.
Anni: Lori, it's time you retired upstairs. *walks over, takes Lori's arm*
Lori: But I'm not finished partying.
Anni: I think you've partied quite enough.
Lori: No. *shoves Anni*
Anni: ACK!
Lori: *falls into wall* I'm not done. Nobody tells me WHAT to do. *lifts finger* I am the HOST. *slides down wall* The hostess who does the mostest.
Tom: Alright. *picks up Lori, swings her over back*
Lori: Hey! I'm upside down!
Tom: *walks upstairs*
Anni: *rubs arm*
Bedroom
Tom: *drops Lori onto bed*
Lori: *smiles* Déja vu.
Tom: Not for me.
Lori: *sits up, grabs Tom by the tie* I need you.
Tom: No, you need Scott. But like an idiot, you're pushing him away.
Lori: I don't recall you talking this much whenever we were in this...*laughs* situation.
Tom: *takes Lori's cheeks* Sweetie?
Lori: Yes.
Tom: I love you very much.
Lori: *smiles*
Tom: And that's exactly why I'm leaving now. *stands straight* You need to sleep this off. *walks away, shuts door*
Lori: *smile fades*
TBC...................................