CSI:Miami RT #12 - 'Road To Nowhere'

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LOL...Tom's brother is a pilot, and ironically, flying Lori and Scotty. Couldn't pay for that if you tried:guffaw: What's even more ironic was the fact that Scotty has an aversion to flying, even though he's constantly flying...I just find that hilarious.

Lori hung over is funny...LOL


Awesome update!
 
Thanks for the reviews. :adore:

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Miami International Airport, 11am

Lori: *takes off jacket* I almost forgot heat existed.

Scott: I'll take you back to Anni's place.

Lori: *looks at Scott* It's been 2 weeks. I can't come home?

Scott: Sorry.

Lori: I don't understand.

Scott: You wanted to spend time with me, that's fine. But I still don't think it would be best if we lived together right now.

Lori: *stops walking*

Scott: *looks back, stops*

Lori: I'm confused. At what point am I going to be good enough to come back? How perfect am I supposed to be?

Scott: When you learn to control your fists, we'll talk.

Lori: *stares at Scott*

Scott: I mean that in the most loving way.

Lori: Is that supposed to be funny?

Scott: No.

Lori: So you're just using me then.

Scott: What do you mean?

Lori: We seemed pretty 'together' in your office the other day.

Scott: *stares at Lori*

Lori: I guess it is all I'm good for. I'll find my own way. *walks away*

Scott: *lowers eyes*

Biscayne Park, house, 9pm

Anni: *walks over, sits on couch* Have you seen Lori today?

Tom: No. You?

Anni: I haven't. I called Scott, he said after they got back from New York, she took off.

Tom: *looks at Anni* What?

Anni: They had an argument.

Tom: And he just let her go.

Anni: It's a free country.

Tom: *stands* I'll be back. *walks away*

Anni: Whoa, wait, where are you going?

Tom: *grabs keys* To find her.

Coconut Grove, shanty house

Tom: *opens door, walks in*

Guy: *looks at Tom*

Tom: I'm looking for a woman.

Guy: You wanna be more specific?

Tom: She's about 5'7", blonde, with a pissy attitude.

Guy: *shrugs*

Tom: *lifts badge*

Guy: Upstairs. Third door on the left.

Tom: *walks upstairs*

Bedroom

Tom: *opens door*

Man: *lifts head*

Lori: *looks at Tom*

Tom: *walks over* Get your clothes on. *looks at Man* Get out.

Man: *stands, runs out*

Lori: What the hell are you doing here?

Tom: You shouldn't be here.

Lori: *buttons up shirt* How did you even find me?

Tom: Tracked your cell.

Lori: This is none of your business, Tom.

Tom: It is when Anni and I are putting a roof over your head.

Lori: Then don't.

Tom: Get in the car.

Lori: Piss off.

Tom: I don't know who you think you are but it's not this.

Lori: ...I seem to be getting a lot of conflicting ideas of who and what I am lately.

Tom: Come home.

Lori: What home?

Tom: *stares at Lori*

Lori: Was everyone like this before the plane crash? Or am I just suddenly being shuffled around like a dirty mutt?

Tom: Being here isn't the answer.

Lori: Fine, let's just go. *walks away*

Inside car, road

Tom: *turns key*

Lori: I really thought he was a good guy.

Tom: Who?

Lori: Scott.

Tom: *looks at Lori* He is a good guy.

Lori: Then why is he using me and then hanging my marriage over my head?

Tom: *looks back at road* Think about it from his point of view. He was in a devestating plane crash, you lost your memory, his father kidnapped you and did God knows what, then he ended up getting iced in the back of the head. After that, you come back and beat the crap out of Scott. All in the span of about 4 months.

Lori: So this is all my fault.

Tom: No. I think you're both going through a hard time. Thing is, Scott hides his problems better than you do.

Lori: *looks at Tom*

Tom: He's not as together as you think.

Lori: Do you know something I don't?

Tom: I'm not sure yet.

Lori: *nods*

TBC.................................
 
This is unraveling at a rapid rate- but the good thing about that is, that as it unravels, the pieces start to fall into place. And if they want to rebuild, it's up to them to start the process...GOOD...now that I got all that relationship babble out of the way...How good of a friend is Tom? He already knows her haunts, and he's relentless in getting her out. It's awesome how good he's become!

Awesome update!
 
Thank Goodness Tom got there in time before Lori got into more trouble than what she did! I can see her point Scott is being a jerk some what now by playing to her to get what he wants then telling her that she can't stay with him!. They both need to get some major help.

Great update Geni!
 
Oh, man. Downward spiral...

I can understand Lori's point, but I can also understand Scott's, too. Thank goodness Tom got there in time, before something else happened...

Great update! :D
 
Thanks for the reviews! :D

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Gables Estates, house, 8am

Lori: *sits on couch*

Scott: *hands over tea*

Lori: Thank you.

Scott: *lifts glass*

Lori: *grabs Scott's glass*

Scott: *blinks*

Lori: *sniffs* ...*lifts eyes* You always drink at 8 in the morning?

Scott: I had a long night.

Lori: Doing what?

Scott: ...Feeling like an ass.

Lori: *places glass on table* Same.

Scott: I guess we need to talk.

Lori: Yeah. Look, I'm moving back in.

Scott: ...You are.

Lori: Yes. I know you don't think it'll work but hear me out. We need each other.

Scott: *stares at Lori*

Lori: Well, *smiles* you need me. I mean, you always did, right?

Scott: *smirks*

Lori: *wraps arms around Scott*

Scott: *hugs Lori*

Lori: You smell amazing.

Scott: *smiles*

Lori: *lets go* I want us to work. I really do.

Scott: So do I.

Lori: Great. *claps* Where are the kids?

Scott: Asleep. Saturday.

Lori: Oh good. We can have breakfast then. *grabs Scott's hand, runs*

Scott: AH!

Kitchen, 8:35am

Lori: Okay so the batter mixes for how many minutes?

Scott: Should be about 3.

Lori: Like this?

Scott: Not quite. *steps up, places hand on Lori's arm*

Lori: *smirks*

Scott: Better.

Lori: *looks at Scott*

Scott: If there's one thing you've always had an open mind about, it's cooking.

Lori: I like to use my hands.

Scott: *smiles*

Lori: *elbows Scott*

Scott: I didn't say anything.

Lori: Here, put this in the frying pan.

Scott: No problem.

Manhattan, APL Financial, 100th floor

Matthew: *typing*

Roger: *walks over* You were 4 and a half minutes late.

Matthew: *lifts eyes* ...It's Manhattan. The entire city is late.

Roger: I expect my employees to be here on time.

Matthew: I apologize, sir. Perhaps you would prefer I flew in on a chopper.

Roger: I don't appreciate your tone.

Matthew: *closes laptop* The report should be on your desk, sir.

Roger: What?

Matthew: I sent it yesterday evening.

Roger: *stares at Matthew*

Matthew: *leans back in chair, crosses arms* Anything else I can do for you?

Roger: Yeah. You can get me a coffee. *walks away*

Matthew: *stares blankly*

Woman: *leans over* What an ass.

Matthew: I heard this place had a reputation for treating its employees with respect.

Woman: You missed out on it.

Matthew: Too bad, huh.

Elevator doors open

Man: *walks in, lifts gun* WHERE IS HE!

People scream

Matthew: *looks at Man*

Woman: Holy...crap. I need to move out of this city.

Man: ROGER! YOU BASTARD, GET OUT HERE!

Roger: *walks out of office* What the hell is going on?

Man: *points gun at Roger*

Roger: Whoa! Whoa whoa! *snaps fingers* Lowell, get over here and be my human shield.

Lowell: I did that last week and the dog bite's still healing.

Man: I WANT MY PENSION BACK!

Roger: Sorry, cutbacks. We've all had to deal with them, mister...

Man: Gary Becker, I've been working for this company for 30 YEARS!

Roger: This company hasn't even existed for 30 years.

Lowell: Wasn't APL back then, sir.

Gary: I want my pension BACK.

Roger: If I give you yours, I'll have to give everyone's back.

Gary: *steps closer, waves gun* You probably had NO problem handing out bonuses and pensions to all your rich executives! This firm wouldn't be here if it wasn't for us loyal servants in the lower decks!

Roger: Why don't you calm down. Someone will get you a free coffee. Oh, but you'll have to pay 3 dollars to cover the cost of the paper cups.

Gary: *cocks gun*

People scream

Matthew: *stands* Sir!

Gary: *looks at Matthew*

Matthew: I'm the one who ran the numbers.

Gary: What?

Matthew: I advised the CEO that by the end of the fiscal year, the firm would be on par, no profit. If you want to take a shot at someone, it may as well be me.

Gary: Anyone could have told him that. It was HIM who was supposed to make the decision and he RUINED my life!

Matthew: *steps closer*

Gary: *lifts gun*

Matthew: To be honest, I don't think there's one person here who doesn't want to pop off a few shots at Roger.

Roger: Hey.

Matthew: But it won't get you your retirement back.

Gary: I worked all these years for what? For nothing! If this son-of-a-bitch fries in Hell, I'm perfectly fine with spending the rest of my days in a 6x9 cell.

Matthew: Right. Well I morally object to revenge-murder. Can I leave?

Gary: NO!

Matthew: Thought so.

TBC.............................
 
Oh no! What is Mathew gonna do now! I wouldn't have stood up for roger I would told him to go ahead and bust a cap in his ass! lol! I guess they'll have to call in......The Negotiator! Yeaaaahhh! No No No ! Not Horatio Caine! I'm talkin about Scott ! Jeez what do you think this is CSI Miami or something ! Scott will have to come in and save the day! Again! Lol!

Well atleast hes letting Lori move back in with him! Maybe they can work this mess out! Somehow though I think Scott is gonna have to go back to work and get rid of Roger he just create Hate and discontent on a daily basis.

Oh Are We gonna get one of those crazy RT thanks giving Chapters where everyone eats together and then all hell breaks loose as usual! lol!

Great update Geni!
 
Thanks for the review!

Oh yeah, it's Thanksgiving for you guys soon, right? :p Perhaps one of those infamous family meals will be in order afterall. ;)

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APL Financial, 100th floor

Gary: *rubs eyes* I-I want everyone to sit on the floor. Sit on the floor!

People crawl under desks

Roger: *runs*

Gary: NOT YOU!

Roger: *stops*

Gary: You're coming with me. We're going to have a chat in your office. *grabs Roger, walks over to door*

Matthew: *pulls put cellphone*

Gary: *yanks on door* Why can't I open this door?

Roger: I don't know, it's supposed to be unlocked.

Gary: *looks around* WHY ARE THESE DOORS LOCKED!

Woman: Alarm was pulled. Cops are on the way, the whole place locks down until they get here.

Gary: *points gun at Woman, pulls trigger*

BAM

Woman: *falls over*

People scream

Matthew: *looks at Woman*

Gary: *points gun at doors, pulls trigger*

BAM BAM BAM BAM

Door shakes

Gary: Someone figure out how to open these doors or everyone dies!

Roger: *starts to cry* I don't want to die.

Gary: *points gun at Roger, pulls trigger*

Roger: N-

BAM

Roger: *falls over desk*

Gary: OPEN THE DOORS!

Matthew: They don't open, sir.

Gary: Why do you keep calling me that?

Matthew: ...My mother taught me to respect my elders.

Gary: *tilts head* There might be hope for you yet. You know how to work these doors?

Matthew: No sir. I'm new here. But I think the idea of the security around here is to keep the situation contained to this room. I don't think you're getting out.

Gary: Who's brilliant idea was that?

Matthew: The...owner of the building?

Gary: He around here? I'd like to blow his head off too.

Matthew: Obviously this company has caused you a lot of pain.

Gary: You have no idea, kid. The last 6 months have been slow torture.

Matthew: Just the last 6 months?

Gary: Change of management. Worst thing to ever happen to this company.

Matthew: Seems like the management isn't the only thing that's changed, am I right? Something else in your life must be a part of this anger.

Gary: ...My wife died 3 weeks ago. Breast cancer.

Matthew: I'm very sorry to hear that.

Gary: This job was all I had left, my pension was all I had left.

Matthew: With all due respect, you just killed 2 people. I don't think your wife would be very proud of that.

Gary: You don't understand. You don't know what it's like to watch someone you love die a slow death and then come back to the one thing you know and lose that too. I'm finished.

Matthew: *stares at Gary*

Gary: *places gun up to head*

Matthew: NO! *runs forward*

Gary: *pulls trigger*

BAM

Matthew: *looks down at floor*

JFK Airport, noon

Scott: *walking* Tell me what happened.

Bob: Employee Gary Becker killed 2 people before turning the gun on himself.

Scott: What do we know about him?

Bob: 3 decades of service, wife just died and Roger cut the pension plan.

Scott: *shakes head, grabs briefcase from belt* How did he get a gun up there?

Bob: We're still trying to figure that out. CSIs are on scene and camera crews are already setup outside.

Scott: Okay, let's keep a tight leash on them, I don't want things to get out of hand. No one gets in unless they're wearing a badge or are with someone who's part of the investigation.

Bob: Right.

Scott: Does Becker have any family?

Bob: None left.

Scott: Who was the second victim?

Bob: Melinda Shoemaker, supervisor of customer relations.

Scott: I want to speak with her family personally once the police are finished.

Bob: Sure thing, boss.

Scott: Who else was there?

Bob: Matthew Whitfield, he started working for us last week. The kid's got a lot of potential.

Scott: Whitfield...I know that name.

Bob: You do?

Scott: Yeah, I...*snaps* we had a maid when I was a kid, I think that was her last name.

Bob: Wow you are full of so much useless information, Scotty.

Scott: She left when I was around 5, no one ever said why.

Bob: Fascinating. What are we going to do about the rest of the staff?

Scott: Those who would like to take a few days, can.

Bob: Great. I'll take you to Matt.

APL Financial, Lobby

Scott: *walks in*

Cop: *writing* And that's everything?

Matthew: Yes sir.

Cop: *closes book* Thanks. *walks away*

Matthew: *scratches head*

Scott: *walks over, extends hand* Matthew Whitfield?

Matthew: *looks at Scott*

Scott: Scott Finch.

Matthew: *grabs Scott's hand* ...It's a pleasure to meet you, sir. I'm sorry it has to be under these circumstances.

Scott: How are you doing? *pulls hand away*

Matthew: I just watched 3 people die.

Scott: *nods*

Matthew: Some people are starting to say this area's cursed.

Scott: People will believe what they want to believe and I don't want you to worry about that right now. I'd like for you to go home and be with family. You've done all you can here today.

Matthew: *looks down at floor*

Scott: None of this is your fault, Matt. Understand? There is nothing you were expected to do.

Matthew: *nods*

Scott: Why don't I give you a ride.

Matthew: I'm sure you have better things to do.

Scott: My priority is my employees.

Matthew: *lifts eyes*

Scott: *places hand on Matthew's back* C'mon. *looks at Bob*

Bob: I'll take care of things upstairs.

Scott: Thank you.

Inside SUV, road

Matthew: *stares out window*

Scott: Where are we going?

Matthew: Staten Island.

Scott: *turns wheel*

Matthew: ...I appreciate you doing this for me, sir.

Scott: It's no problem.

Matthew: You uh...you used to be the CEO.

Scott: That's right.

Matthew: People speak very highly of you.

Scott: I guess that means I did my job well.

Matthew: *looks at Scott*

Scott: What made you want to work for us?

Matthew: Needed a challenge. You guys are competitive, you strive for the highest rate of success.

Scott: That's a good reason.

Matthew: I have to say, it's definitely been a challenge so far.

Scott: ...I'm sorry you had to go through that.

Matthew: I'm just glad no one else got hurt.

Scott: *shakes head*

Matthew: I live on Evergreen Street.

Scott: Is it a nice area?

Matthew: It's okay. I grew up there with my mom.

Scott: And your dad?

Matthew: Never met him. Just as well, my mother says he was a real asshole. He knocked her up and shoved her into a nice neighborhood for life to shut her up, lest his wife find out.

Scott: Yeah, sounds like a stand-up guy.

Matthew: You ever...you ever been in a situation like the one back there?

Scott: *staring at road* No.

Matthew: *nods slowly*

TBC..............................
 
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Catching up to two updates is really telling of me- I should pay attention more:). It's good that Lori and Scott are now trying to work things out, and I agree...Let's walk through this one slowly. I love how assertive, yet willing to compromise Lori was. She's starting to show signs of her memory returning, and that is a good thing. It's time that they find each other again.

Matt is just about as stand outish as they come. He's got a good head on his shoulders, but he's a bit..gung ho. I can commend him for standing up to Gary, but let's be frank, if someone has met the edge of their thinking, it's safe to assume that anything goes. Matt is the lucky one. Matt's also in for a surprise or two himself.

Awesome update:D
 
Well I can see where this is headed! Well Matt, dads six feet under and I have the say over the money ! I scott will be grooming him to be the new CEO of APL once he finds out that Matt is his brother. Maybe that will help the home life with him and Lori! Who knows ! To bad about poor old Roger ! NOT! Lol! He deserved it! he shouldn't have took the guys Job away like that!.

Great update Geni!

P.S. Yes i think a lovely Thanks giving dinner would be nice for everyone! I know it will be a grand event as always! Lol!
 
Thanks for the reviews! :D

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Gables Estates, house, 11am, 2 weeks later

Lori: *places tablecloth on table* Steph! Bring me the extra chair from the den!

Steph: *runs away*

Dominick: *crawls under table*

Lori: *pushes chair* ...*smirks* Dominick...

Dominick: *slides back*

Lori: *kneels*

Dominick: *covers mouth*

Lori: *lifts tablecloth* AHA!

Dominick: *smiles*

Lori: *reaches over, grabs Dominick* You silly thing, you. *tickles Dominick*

Dominick: *giggles*

Steph: *runs over* Got the chair, Momma!

Lori: *stands* Great, put it over there. Dominick, you need to get your good clothes on.

Dominick: *shakes head*

Lori: Yes. And someone needs to brush your hair, my dear. C'mon. *walks away*

Kitchen

Steph: *peeks over*

Scott: *opens oven, lifts lid*

Steph: *straightens out dress*

Scott: *closes oven, turns around*

Steph: DADDY!

Scott: Geez. *holds chest* Well don't you look pretty.

Steph: *smiling* It's a new dress.

Scott: I see.

Steph: *grabs apron from wall* I'm gonna help, Daddy.

Scott: You are? You don't want to get your new dress dirty.

Steph: That's why I got the apron. *ties apron*

Scott: *smirks*

Steph: *climbs onto chair*

Scott: Why don't you mix the salad for me.

Steph: 'Kay.

Scott: *hands over utensils*

Steph: *digs into salad*

Scott: *walks over to stove, turns temperature down* Guess who else is coming to dinner.

Steph: *looks at Scott*

Scott: Tom.

Steph: *smiles* TOMMY! *jumps up and down*

Scott: Be careful, Steph.

Telephone rings

Scott: *picks up Steph, places her on floor* Why don't you go set up the kiddie table. 3 chairs.

Steph: *counts on fingers* Me, Dommy and...Brookie?

Scott: That's right. Get going.

Steph: *runs*

Scott: *walks over to wall, picks up phone* Yeah.

Bob: Just finished the press conference.

Scott: How'd it go?

Bob: Pretty well, except for the fact that everyone wanted to speak with you.

Scott: What did you tell them?

Bob: I told them I'm not Scott Finch.

Scott: Where are you?

Bob: I am...walking through the airport. Miami International, why?

Scott: You should be with family, it's Thanksgiving.

Bob: *laughs* Yeah, sure. Would you prefer I spend it with my ex-wife and her bodybuilder boyfriend or my 3 children whose real fathers are three separate divorce attorneys?

Scott: *stares blankly*

Bob: I'm heading to the office right now to speak with the new branch manager.

Scott: Why don't you stop by here.

Bob: ...Me?

Scott: Yeah, we've got plenty of room and you know everyone.

Bob: That's really great of you but I don't want to impose. It's a family thing.

Scott: Bob, you were the one who got me back into my career. If it wasn't for you sticking your neck out for me, I would have been perfectly happy spending the rest of my life in a cubicle. You taught me everything I know about my job and you were there for me when I was about to give it all up. As far as I'm concerned, you're family.

Bob: I appreciate it, Scotty, I really do. But I think I'm going to have to pass.

Scott: Alright. But there's an open invitation if you change your mind.

Bob: Thanks.

Scott: *hangs up phone, turns around*

Lori: Was that Bob?

Scott: Yeah.

Lori: *lifts Dominick, smiles* How do you like his wittle bowtie!

Scott: *smirks*

Dominick: *frowning*

Scott: Almost ready to run his own multi-billion dollar company.

Lori: *places Dominick on floor*

Dominick: *runs away*

Lori: When's everyone getting here?

Scott: Few hours. Turkey's still in the oven and I'm going to put the salad in the fridge.

Lori: Well I have the table set so I'm going to take a dip in the pool.

Scott: *nods*

Lori: *walks away*

Kitchen, 30 minutes later

Scott: *looks outside*

Steph: *runs over*

Scott: *staring outside*

Steph: ...Daddy. *lifts brow* DADDY!

Scott: What? *looks at Steph* What.

Steph: Oven mitten's burnin'.

Scott: *looks down at hand* AH! *throws mit into sink*

Lori: *walks in, wraps towel around waist* What's with the smoke?

Steph: Daddy wasn't payin' attention.

Lori: *smiles* Really.

Scott: *frowns, turns on sink*

Lori: I guess the view into the backyard was distracting.

Scott: My mind wandered, that's all.

Lori: I bet. Steph, you have a couple hours to play but DON'T get your dress dirty.

Steph: *nods, runs away*

Lori: *steps closer* What are you working on?

Scott: Vegetables.

Lori: Need any help?

Scott: Sure. *hands over knife*

Lori: *takes knife*

Scott: *chopping vegetables*

Lori: *flips knife*

Scott: *dumps vegetables into pot*

Lori: *twirls knife, swings it against Scott's neck*

Scott: *lifts eyes*

Lori: *brushes knife up*

Scott: ...What the hell are you doing.

Lori: You missed a spot shaving. *pulls knife away*

Scott: I thought you were going to help me chop vegetables, not arteries.

Lori: *smiles*

Scott: I'm not sure I want to see what you can do with a gun.

Lori: *winks, walks away*

Scott: *looks back*

Foyer, 4pm

Tom: *walks in*

Steph: *runs over* TOMMY! *hugs Tom's waist*

Tom: *smiles* Hey, look at you all dressed up.

Steph: *lifts head* I made the kiddie table. *lets go*

Tom: Wow so you can take Brook over there.

Steph: Yup. BROOKIE!

Brook: *runs over*

Steph: *grabs Brook's hand* Let's go. *runs*

Anni: *walks in*

Lori: *runs over, hugs Anni*

Anni: Oof.

Lori: You're here.

Anni: Yeah.

Lori: *lets go, looks at Tom*

Tom: *stares at Lori*

Lori: *walks away*

Tom: What, no hug for me?

Anni: *places hand on Tom's chest, walks away*

Tom: *follows*

Dining room

Anni: *walks in*

Speed: *stands*

Anni: Hey Tim. *wraps arms around Speed*

Speed: It's good to see you.

Katie: *runs over* ANNI! WHERE'S BABY!

Anni: With my mother for the evening.

Katie: You suck. I wanted to pinch her cheeks and play with her little booties. Gosh, she's so cute for...someone related to him.

Tom: *frowns*

Katie: At least he's dressed well. Bet Anni did that.

Anni: As a matter of fact, I didn't.

Katie: He must have watched a Youtube video or something on proper etiquette. *walks away*

Speed: Here, have a beer.

Tom: Thanks. *grabs beer*

Kitchen

Lori: *tastes gravy*

Katie: I can't believe you let him in.

Lori: What are you talking about?

Katie: Tom.

Lori: *lifts brow* What's so bad about him being here?

Katie: He ruined Tim's marriage and he almost ruined yours.

Lori: Are you still going on about that? Scott warned me about you.

Katie: *blinks* He warned you?

Lori: Yes, he said you'd try to stir things up because you like to create drama. It's not going to work with me because I'm not indulging you.

Katie: ...The traitor. You know, Scott's changed. He used to be this great guy and now he-

Lori: Stop it. *walks away*

Katie: *frowns*

TBC.......................................
 
Did Katie inherit Henry's smuggness? Or Doris' high minded judgemental opinions? Wow...could she be less ...crucial? So far, though...everything's good....So far...:wtf:

Aww...for Bob. It seems as if he needs someone to be in his corner. At least Scotty invited him. I still say Bob needs a ...companion:D

I thought it was cute that Scott was all:drool: over Lori and almost burned the house down. That says nothing but class...:p

Awesome update!

ps...All the players are in play...now it's time to bring the pain- Katie style! LOL
 
Yes Anni all the Players are in play ! You know I love Katie but for once can't it be someone else who creates the hate at the family dinner! I don't know Like say Loris 2 kids gang up on Brook and cause a fight! lol! That would be a little different. Lol!

I wish Bob would hook up with Baily! They would be a great pair!

and where is Riley! Maybe she needs to crash the party and start the trouble this time! Oh decisions decisions! Creating hate and discontent can be hard sometimes !

Great update Geni!
 
Thanks for the reviews! :adore:

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Miami bar, 6:45pm

Bob: *walks in, looks around*

Josh: *drinks beer*

Bob: *walks up to bar, sits on stool*

Josh: *places beer on table*

Bartender: What'll you have?

Bob: Just a beer.

Bartender: Sure. *walks away*

Bob: *looks at Josh*

Josh: *rubs eyes*

Bartender: *places beer on counter*

Bob: Thanks. *grabs beer*

Josh: *looks up at television*

Bob: Who's winning?

Josh: Yankees.

Bob: Good. *drinks beer*

Josh: *looks at Bob*

Bob: *extends hand* Bob Bennett.

Josh: *grabs Bob's hand* Josh Speedle.

Bob: Speedle...you're related to Lori.

Josh: *tilts head* ...Whatever she did, I'm sorry.

Bob: *smiles* Actually, I know her husband. Scott. We work together.

Josh: Oh. Then I am pleased to meet you. *smiles*

Bob: *nods* You're her brother?

Josh: That's nice of you to say. Uncle, actually.

Bob: Right, that was my next choice.

Josh: *laughs*

Bob: *drinks beer*

Josh: I uh, I heard about what happened at your office.

Bob: Yeah, it's tragic. I mean, I wasn't exactly the CEO's biggest fan but nobody deserves to go out like that, y'know?

Josh: *nods*

Bob: And the worst thing is, nobody seems to give a damn about the young woman who was also killed. All the newspapers and media are interested in is 'CEO murdered'. *drinks* It's ridiculous.

Josh: Were you there?

Bob: Nah, I was stuck in traffic.

Josh: Good thing, huh.

Bob: Yeah.

Josh: Did you know the woman?

Bob: ...Not very well. I need to take the time to get to know the employees better. *lowers head* It's so easy not to.

Josh: Yeah.

Bob: In a way, I sort of feel like the gunman. My job is the only thing I have, I don't have any family. Not really, anyway.

Josh: *stares at Bob*

Bob: What about you?

Josh: *looks down at beer bottle* My kids hate me and my ex-wife won't speak to me.

Bob: *scoffs* I know how that is.

Josh: Life's great, huh.

Bob: We could always make it better.

Josh: *lifts brow*

Bob: There's a place down the street, it's a little more lively than here.

Josh: ...Are you asking me to go clubbing with you?

Bob: Why not? Might help take our minds off things.

Josh: *places money on counter* Alright.

Bob: *stands*

Gables Estates, house, dining room

Anni: This is a lovely meal, Scott.

Scott: Thank you.

Katie: At least he can cook. What can Tom do besides mount things?

Tom: *frowns*

Anni: He works hard to provide for his family and he's great with the kids.

Katie: Pedophiles are great with kids too.

Everyone: *staring at Katie*

Katie: What?

Speed: Enough.

Katie: Right, protect the heroin addict.

Tom: Recovering addict.

Katie: There's a difference?

Tom: So Lori, how's the job hunting going?

Lori: Pretty slow. I may have forgotten how I got a criminal record but the employment office hasn't.

Katie: It's interesting how a heroin addict who used to sell dope to other cops still has a job as a police officer. You still calling those hookers 'informants'?

Tom: *sips water*

Katie: It's no wonder you got your hands on Lori too. You two combined probably created a whole new STD.

Anni: *slams fists on table* STOP IT!

Katie: *looks at Anni*

Anni: You have no right to speak to my husband that way! He's done NOTHING to you!

Katie: How about what he's done to Tim? Taking away his daughter like that.

Anni: No one's taken her away! He can see her whenever he wants!

Katie: You have no idea how painful it is for him to see that little girl calling HIM 'daddy'.

Speed: Katie, it's really okay.

Katie: No it's not. If you won't speak up about it, I will.

Anni: Why do you have to do this every time? Are you mentally unstable or something? You just have to dig and pick at every little thing, even when it doesn't concern you.

Katie: Tom doesn't deserve her.

Anni: That's not really up to you.

Katie: *frowning*

Lori: Is this what every family dinner's like?

Speed: Yes.

Lori: And no one's even drunk. *smiles* Fascinating.

Everyone: *looks at Lori*

Lori: Cheers. *drinks wine*

TBC...................................
 
LOL! OMG! Here we go again! Why can't Katie just shut the hell up! Can't Speed actually do something to shut her up like I don't know Lock her in a closet while they eat or something! Tie her up and gag her and let the kids hurl cranberry sauce at her head! Come on Katie give it a freak'en rest will ya! Jeeze! Could they for just one time have a meal where nobody fights!

By the way! WTH is Bob doing picking up Josh at a bar! Is he crazy! Does he realize Josh is Uh... Gay! OMG Scott is gonna have a heart attack Or maybe Bob when he finds out about Josh! This is gonna be good! lol!

Great update Geni!
 
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