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

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I find it so awesome that Lori is just chillin while everyone is at each other's throats! Such a change ...for a change. I do take issue with katie- okay, so you don't like Tom, we get that, but do you HAVE to make a grand gesture towards that? He's done well by Anni and the kids and well...she's just gonna have to deal with that... She's not exactly an angel herself* more like the pot calling the kettle black*... Yes, for sure, she needs a face plant.

And...whoooo hooo....Josh and...BOB! WOW...I CANNOT wait to see where this goes!


Awesome update!
 
Thanks for the review. :D

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Miami, APL Financial, 48th floor, 10am

Scott: *flipping through paperwork*

Bob: *walks in* Sorry I'm late, boss.

Scott: No worries.

Bob: How was the uh, dinner thing?

Scott: Eventful as usual. How was your evening?

Bob: *smiles, lowers head* Uh...also eventful. *places hands on hips* What's all that?

Scott: Personnel files. The Board's meeting this afternoon to elect a new CEO.

Bob: Great, who's on the list?

Scott: Let's see...Abby Pollack, James Crawford, Wendy Armstrong and you.

Bob: ...Me, sir?

Scott: That's right. *lifts head* I think you've earned it.

Bob: *stares at Scott* ...Thank you. I really appreciate that.

Scott: *closes folder* So. Tell me about your night.

Bob: *laughs, scratches head* I sort of met someone.

Scott: Excellent. How'd that happen?

Bob: Went to a bar to wind down after work.

Scott: *stands, walks over* That's what I'm talking about. See? I told you things would turn up for you in the romance department.

Bob: *smiles*

Scott: And?

Bob: *sigh* He's really great.

Scott: *blinks*

Bob: You were right, Scotty, it's always best to just be yourself. In fact, we're meeting again tonight.

Scott: *smiles* I'm glad things are working out for you.

Bob: *nods*

Scott: You going to be at the meeting?

Bob: ...Should I be? I mean, I don't want to add any bias to the decision.

Scott: Alright. I'll call you when we reach a decision.

Bob: Thanks.

Scott: There's some paperwork on your desk that needs your attention.

Bob: Sure thing. *walks away*

Scott: *places folder on desk*

Gables Estates, house, 11am

Lori: *opens door*

Tom: *lifts head*

Lori: Hi.

Tom: Scott's not here, is he.

Lori: No.

Tom: He loaned me his ladder before the last hurricane, I just wanted to return it. It's in the back of my truck.

Lori: I can take it.

Tom: Great.

Street

Tom: *pulls ladder across truck bed*

Lori: *crosses arms*

Tom: *places ladder against truck*

Lori: *stares at Tom*

Tom: For the record, that big dent was there before I got it.

Lori: Sure it was.

Tom: I can take this inside if you want.

Lori: Why, you don't think I'm strong enough?

Tom: I'm just trying to be courteous.

Lori: I'll take it. *grabs ladder, lifts it*

Tom: Okay.

Lori: *walks over front lawn*

Gust of wind blows through

Lori: *staggers sideways*

Tom: Watch it! *runs up*

Lori: AH! *falls over*

Tom: *grabs Lori backwards*

Ladder crashes onto lawn

Lori: *falls onto Tom*

Tom: You always have to do everything on your own.

Lori: *frowns, stands*

Tom: *sits up*

Lori: You need to stop landing on your back everytime we're in the same vicinity. *walks away*

Tom: *smiles*

Backyard, tool shed

Lori: *shoves ladder into corner*

Tom: *leans on door frame*

Lori: *wipes hands* There. Safe and sound.

Tom: How are things going with you and Scott?

Lori: We're working it out. *turns around* I've been speaking to a therapist about the memory stuff.

Tom: Yeah?

Lori: She's been encouraging me to...surround myself with things that may have been familiar to me. Scents, sounds, things like that.

Tom: And how's that going?

Lori: Scents seem to be helping the most. Y'know, Scott's cologne, my perfumes...

Tom: That's great.

Lori: You're uh...still drawing a blank for me, though.

Tom: *lifts brow*

Lori: I don't know why.

Tom: *steps over* Maybe it's a good thing.

Lori: *lifts eyes*

Tom: May I make an observation?

Lori: Sure.

Tom: You and Scott...you're absolutely terrific friends. You have a lot of chemistry as friends and you seem so comfortable in that dynamic that anyone else would be jealous. But you're shitty lovers.

Lori: *stares at Tom*

Tom: You and I are crappy friends.

Lori: *nods slowly*

Tom: Understand what I'm getting at?

Lori: Yeah.

Tom: It's probably for the best that you don't try so hard to remember what we had.

Lori: *nods*

Tom: Anyway, *kisses Lori's cheek* tell Scott thanks for the l-

Lori: *kisses Tom*

Tom: *steps back* What are you doing?

Lori: *shrugs* I want to remember anyway.

Tom: By kissing me.

Lori: You did it first.

Tom: *frowns* That was an amicable peck on the cheek, it's not really the same thing.

Lori: The therapist said I should use all my senses.

Tom: Bull.

Lori: *lifts brow*

Tom: ...You're actually serious?

Lori: Yes.

Tom: You're not going around kissing everyone.

Lori: I have absolutely no problem with that.

Tom: Even your parents?

Lori: I already remember them enough.

Tom: *crosses arms*

Lori: Okay fine, I was curious. It's your fault for baiting me like that.

Tom: Ever hear of self-control?

Lori: What's the harm? It's not like I'm taking off your pants.

Tom: That's not the point.

Lori: Alright, I'm sorry. I won't do it again.

Tom: Thank you. *turns around, walks away*

Lori: *follows* You going to work?

Tom: No. I need to go to the hardware store to pick up new curtains.

Lori: Need some help?

Tom: *looks at Lori* Not from you.

Lori: Maybe I can help you pick out the color. That way, Anni won't give you that look.

Tom: What look?

Lori: The one that says you're sleeping on the couch.

Tom: *sigh*

Lori: *smiles* Excellent!

Hardware store

Tom: *walking*

Lori: OH! *grabs Tom's arm* This is the stove Scott wants. It has elements that only heat up when there's a pot or pan on it.

Tom: So?

Lori: So I'm doing some Christmas shopping.

Curtain/blinds department

Tom: That looks good.

Lori: ...It's orange.

Tom: Have you taken a look outside lately? The whole damned city's orange.

Lori: *smiles* Your house isn't. *walks down aisle* This one here.

Tom: It's brown.

Lori: It's cream.

Tom: We have a slightly different definition of color here.

Lori: You should buy these.

Tom: *looks down at rack* ...$49.99. For two pieces of material.

Lori: There's actually four. Underlayer.

Tom: Why don't we just put garbage bags in the window? It'll keep both the heat and sun out.

Lori: *smiles* You're so cute.

APL Financial, 48th floor, 3pm

Scott: *walks up to table* Okay, have we decided?

Executive: *nods*

Scott: Let's hear it.

Executive: We want Robert.

Scott: *smirks*

TBC..................................
 
I'm just going to overlook the first half of this and just pray for the best...But YAY for Bob! Personal life and professional life are coming on line beautifully! Finally...he deserves it!

Awesome update!
 
Lori Lori Lori! She will use any excuse to lay on on Tom at any given time! lol! I can believe Tom actually let her go to the store with him after that kiss. Boy they keep playing with fire and somebody is gonna get burned.

Lol ! Wait till Scott finds out who Bob's new love interest is LOL! i kinda think he choose to not to acknowledge the fact he said the word He when talking about the person he met! Scott didn't have much of a response there! Maybe he thought he was hearing things! Lol! I just hope it doesn't interfere with Bob's new promotion and all!

Great update Geni!
 
YAY! NOT ONLY HAS BOB FINALLY BEEN MADE CEO, BUT HE'S FOUND SOMEONE! *dances happily*

Oh, man. Family dinners are the best, aren't they? :lol:

Lori and Tom... man, what a hornet's nest that's becoming... :lol: Bad things comin' on the horizon there.

I'm really glad Roger's gone... I didn't like him... haha.

Great updates! :D
 
Sorry I haven't been here in a bit. :eek:

Thanks for the reviews! :D

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Gables Estates, house, 6pm

Steph: *runs into den*

Scott: *places glass on table*

Steph: Daddy.

Scott: *rubs eyes*

Steph: Daddy, Momma's not home yet.

Scott: No she isn't.

Steph: What's for supper?

Scott: *looks at watch, blinks* You haven't had dinner yet?

Steph: *lifts brow* No, Daddy.

Scott: *stands, staggers sideways*

Steph: *stares at Scott*

Scott: *walks away*

Kitchen

Scott: *dumps bread onto counter, grabs knife*

Steph: *steps over*

Scott: *blinks, shoves knife into bread bag*

Steph: *grabs Scott's arm* Daddy, I want a drink of water.

Scott: Okay sweetie. *walks over to sink*

Steph: *jumps onto stool, grabs bread from bag*

Scott: *turns on sink*

Steph: *opens drawer, places knife in drawer*

Scott: *grabs cup*

Steph: Daddy, I need peanut butter.

Scott: Okay. *knocks cup over, walks across kitchen*

Steph: *takes butter knife from sink*

Scott: *places peanut butter onto counter*

Steph: Daddy, I need jam.

Scott: Okay. *walks over to fridge*

Steph: *digs into peanut butter*

Scott: What kind of jam? *lies head against fridge door*

Steph: Strawberry.

Scott: *picks up jar, places nose up to it*

Steph: It's red, Daddy.

Scott: Right. *walks back over*

10 minutes later

Steph: *bites into sandwich*

Scott: *staggers into table, falls over*

Chair tips over, smacks Scott in the head

Scott: *rolls over onto back*

Steph: *sits on floor*

Scott: *closes eyes*

Steph: *strokes Scott's head* It's okay, Daddy. I'll take care of you.

7:30pm

Lori: *walks in* Scott! I'm home!

Steph: *lifts head*

Lori: *runs over* Why's he on the floor? *kneels* Scott? Scott!

Steph: Daddy's brain wants to sleep.

Lori: *grabs Scott's face* What do you mean?

Steph: He took blue pills.

Lori: Valium. Great, practice what you preach. *slaps Scott in the face*

Scott: *opens eyes*

Lori: Are you okay?

Scott: *smiles* Lori.

Lori: How much did you take?

Scott: Enough to feel great.

Lori: *frowns* Steph, go upstairs.

Steph: *walks away*

Lori: *grabs Scott's arm*

Scott: *stands*

Lori: Why?

Scott: Just needed *sits in chair* to chill out.

Lori: From what?

Scott: Everything. *lies head on table*

Lori: I don't like this. You're supposed to keep my ass from doing stupid things, what are you doing smashed on benzos? And by the by, our children didn't get fed.

Steph: *peeks head through railings* I had a samwich, Momma.

Lori: *looks at Steph*

Steph: Dommy got tucked in.

Lori: By you.

Steph: Mhm.

Lori: Thank you. Now go to bed.

Steph: *frowns, walks away*

Lori: *looks at Scott*

Scott: See you in the morning.

Lori: *sigh*

Miami Lab, Trace lab, 11am

Tom: *laughing*

Katie: *stands, brushes off skirt*

Tom: *places hand on stomach, laughing harder*

Katie: *frowns*

Speed: *walks in* What's going on?

Katie: I fell down the stairs.

Speed: *looks at Tom*

Tom: *wipes eye, laughs* I'm sorry, but that was the funniest thing I've seen since I stopped doing acid.

Katie: You're an ass.

Tom: *pulls off gloves, laughing*

Speed: *looks at Katie* You alright?

Katie: Yeah. *walks away*

Speed: *looks at Tom*

Tom: *sigh* She should perform on stage or something. I mean, one without a pole.

Speed: *frowns*

Tom: *lifts head* Actually, if she were about 25 years younger-

Speed: Don't.

Tom: Yeah.

Gables Estates, house, bedroom, 11:40am

Lori: Not going in?

Scott: *wipes mirror* Uh, no. Bob's got it covered.

Lori: Are we going to talk about yesterday?

Scott: Nothing to talk about.

Lori: Uh huh. *opens closet, pushes clothes* So you don't think it's a big deal.

Scott: I was prescribed medication and I took it. The end.

Lori: *turns around* You don't really expect me to believe that bull.

Scott: *looks at Lori*

Lori: Medication is not the word I'd use.

Scott: *walks out of bathroom* I know what you're thinking and you're wrong.

Lori: Rich businessmen call it something else?

Scott: I've taken 3 pills in the last month. Not really sure that qualifies me as a drug addict.

Lori: How about on the plane? Do you drink?

Scott: Look, we've all got problems and nobody's perfect.

Lori: Is that a yes?

Scott: You're being paranoid.

Lori: You're being evasive.

Scott: I'm not your father. *walks away*

Lori: *lifts brows*

Hallway

Scott: *walking*

Lori: *grabs Scott's arm* No. You aren't.

Scott: *looks at Lori*

Lori: I'm just worried about you, that's all.

Scott: *places hand on Lori's cheek* I'm sorry.

Lori: *nods*

TBC................................
 
Well That seemed to go well don't you think! Scott needs to admit he has a slight problem with the drugs and alcohol! No hes not Lori's father in any way, but he is going that way if he dosen't get some help for it!

Poor Steph! Shes having to be the adult in the house know. boy is she gnna be messed up if they don't get it together! The both of them. Before there kids start having problems.

Lol! Tom laughing at Katie falling down the stairs! Serves her right! all she does is bad mouthh Tom every chance she gets. Speed shouldn't be mad, He needs to jerk aknot in her ass and make her get help also!


Great update Geni!
 
LOL...I love how their arguments tend to be little disagreements instead of massive destruction. But Lori's right, Scotty's got issues that he doesn't need to sweep under the rug. That's why they have people called therapists to help out.

LOL@ Tom...I would've laughed as I helped her up, but he's just being a total ...man about it and solidfying that there is no love lost between them. I just love Tom...seriously. And it kinda serves Katie right- she's been bashing him for his past while he's living up to standards right now. She ought to have learned a lesson...

Awesome update!
 
Thanks for the reviews! :D

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Gables Estates, house, 10am next day

Steph: Momma.

Lori: *typing*

Steph: Momma.

Lori: What.

Steph: I want a playhouse.

Lori: Uh huh.

Steph: My friend Rachel says girls need a playhouse 'cause boys aren't allowed.

Lori: Right. *typing*

Steph: MOMMA! *stomps*

Lori: *looks at Steph* Ask your father.

Steph: *sigh*

Garage

Scott: *grabs screwdriver, leans over hood of car*

Steph: Daddy.

Scott: Yeah?

Steph: I want a playhouse.

Scott: What did Mom say?

Steph: She said to talk to you.

Scott: *stands straight, grabs rag*

Steph: My friend Rachel says girls need a playhouse 'cause boys aren't allowed.

Scott: Interesting logic.

Steph: Dommy bothers me.

Scott: What would you do in a playhouse?

Steph: Play.

Scott: *smirks* Of course.

Steph: Yup.

Scott: I'll tell you what...if you help me build it, you can have one.

Steph: But Daddy, you can't build stuff.

Scott: *smiles* I guess we'll just have to figure it out together then.

Steph: *nods*

Scott: Here, hop up. Help me tune up the car.

Steph: *climbs onto car*

DMV

Tom: *walks up to counter*

Woman: *lifts head, smiles* How can I help you?

Tom: I received a letter in the mail after I renewed my license stating that there was a problem with the information on it. *places paper on counter*

Woman: *grabs paper, looks down*

Tom: *leans against counter*

Woman: It says here that you supplied conflicting information from your license in New Jersey and the one you obtained in Florida.

Tom: Which was what, exactly?

Woman: The New Jersey license has your eye color listed as green but the Florida one has them listed as brown.

Tom: *blinks* That's the reason you made me take a day off work?

Woman: We can ammend it right now. *pulls keyboard over* Eye color?

Tom: ...You can't see my eye color?

Woman: *lifts head*

Tom: I have two different colored eyes.

Woman: Oh. *smiles* Neat. I've never seen that before.

Tom: Would you please just fix it so I can go to work?

Woman: What color do you want me to put down? Brown or green?

Tom: There isn't an option for dichromatic or something?

Woman: Not that I know of.

Tom: So I'm going to get the run-around with you people for the next 5 hours over this.

Woman: You can't just dye your eyeballs the same color or something?

Tom: *stares at Woman*

Biscayne Park, house, 4pm

Tom: *walks in*

Anni: Hey. How was the DMV?

Tom: Whoever created that place was very angry and disturbed.

Anni: Did you get it straightened out?

Tom: Yeah. *kisses Anni's cheek* Where's the baby?

Anni: Asleep, finally.

Brook: *runs downstairs* DADDY!

Tom: *smiles*

Brook: *runs over, lifts arms*

Tom: *picks up Brook* How's my little princess?

Brook: *wraps arms around Tom's neck*

Anni: She missed you.

Tom: Yeah, she's become velcro.

Anni: You never made it to work?

Tom: Nah, I told them I probably wouldn't make it anyway.

Anni: I'm starting to like this desk job stuff.

Brook: *struggles*

Tom: *places Brook on floor*

Brook: *runs into den, plops down onto floor*

Tom: *looks at Brook*

Brook: *staring at television*

Anni: You okay?

Tom: Yeah I'm fine. *walks away*

Anni: *nods slowly*

Gables Estates, house, 7pm

Scott: *sits on couch* What are you up to?

Lori: *typing* Ordering crack online.

Scott: *stares at Lori*

Lori: Looking for a job, Scott.

Scott: Oh.

Lori: So far, I've spoken to about 10 people and the moment they hear criminal record, the interview's over as quickly as it began. *leans back on couch* I mean, I just have to keep trying because it's not always the kiss of death but it's a little...deflating.

Scott: Understandable.

Lori: *rubs eyes* Oh well. Tomorrow's another day.

Scott: *tilts head*

Lori: Did you put the kids to bed?

Scott: Yeah.

Lori: Good. Steph's been in my hair all day about some playhouse. Christ that girl can talk a mile a minute.

Scott: I wonder where she gets it from.

Lori: Ha. Ha.

Scott: *wraps arm around Lori*

Lori: *lies head on Scott's chest*

Scott: *grabs remote, turns on television*

Lori: Change it. I don't want to watch sports.

Scott: *flips channel*

Lori: Change it.

Scott: *flips channel*

Lori: Change it.

Scott: What's wrong with CNN?

Lori: It's not very romantic.

Scott: ...We're going for romance?

Lori: *shrugs*

Scott: *flips channel*

Lori: OH leave it here! *smiles* Primetime soap operas are so edgy.

Scott: ...Uh huh.

Lori: See, she just cheated on her fiancé and he's lying to her about his real job and their baby just got diagnosed with lukemia.

Scott: Right.

Lori: Now, her mother's in love with her fiancé too and they're secretly having an affair.

Scott: How can you watch this?

Lori: What, I didn't like this kind of stuff before?

Scott: You used to watch Nascar for the crashes.

Lori: Well I like this now too.

Scott: *nods*

TBC.................................
 
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Lol! Poor Tom he can't seem to even get the same eye color in both eyes lol! something always has to happen to him!

Lol! Lori watching Soaps thats like Speed being a cheerful person! It just don't fit! LoL! What she gonna be doing next standing in lines to get autographs of the soap stars! lol!

great update Geni!

P.S. Hope you had a great B-day today !
 
LOL....Lori...nighttime soaps....There must be snow in the forcast somewhere:guffaw: But seriously, I love that we get to see a not so cookie cut out Lori anymore. There's no telling where she's going next- literally. It's awesome, really.

Tom's feeling a bit...off kilter? He loves Brook, that's for sure, and his life couldn't get any better. It's refreshing to see that he's making better choices now. That's awesome too...

You know...this whole chapter was...>Awesome!

As always... :D
 
Thanks for the reviews! :D

^ Thankies, Flash! I did. :)

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Gables Estates, house, bedroom, 5:45am

Lori: *smiling*

Scott: Lori, I'm serious. Give me back my clothes.

Lori: *throws clothes onto bed, lies on bed* Nope. You're staying home today.

Scott: Did you have to take them all?

Lori: *smiling* What time's your flight?

Scott: 30 minutes.

Lori: Oop, not anymore.

Scott: *frowns* Lori...

Lori: I love the detergent you use. It's very...*sigh*

Scott: *looks at watch*

Lori: *rolls onto back* I feel so clean.

Scott: This isn't funny.

Lori: It was my understanding that you quit.

Scott: I didn't quit being the owner of the company.

Lori: *rolls back over* Wait a second. You told me you quit being the CEO because it took you away from your family and it was ruining our marriage but as soon as I get a major head injury, you go back to work.

Scott: *stares at Lori*

Lori: Don't flop flip.

Scott: ...Isn't the saying-

Lori: Annoying, isn't it.

Scott: I still have responsibilities.

Lori: *sits up* That doesn't mean you have to look over everyone's shoulder. I'm sure Bob would appreciate it if you let him do his job.

Scott: He-...you-...you know what, you have a point.

Lori: *smiles* Excellent. So you can come back to bed. *reaches up, runs hands through Scott's hair*

Scott: No, I need t-

Lori: *kisses Scott*

Scott: *sigh* I really wish I could stay but I can't. *brushes hair from Lori's cheek* I promise I won't be gone very long.

Lori: You say that every time and every time you come home late. I'm starting to think you're having an affair.

Scott: Trust me, besides you, the only woman I love is Lady Liberty.

Lori: Lame.

Scott: *smiles*

Lori: Do you have to go?

Scott: I just need to make sure Bob gets settled and then I swear I'm out of there.

Lori: Then I'm coming with you.

Scott: ...We have kids, you know.

Lori: I'll bring them.

Scott: To New York.

Lori: Yeah, it'll be fun. I'll buy Steph a bunch of stuff and I'll...actually, I'll leave Dom with Anni. And OH! We can visit you for lunch!

Scott: *stares at Lori* What would I do without you?

Lori: *lifts tie* Tell Bob you'll be a bit late.

Inside plane

Steph: *places hands on window* LOOK Momma! That's where Daddy works!

Lori: That's right.

Steph: *looks at Scott* Daddy looks sick.

Lori: He doesn't like flying.

Steph: Oh. Daddy! We're gonna be on the ground soon!

Scott: *places hand on forehead*

Lori: Sweetie, look outside some more.

Steph: *looks back at window*

APL Financial, 100th floor

Bob: How are we doing on that irate client?

Matthew: He's still irate.

Bob: Okay if he keeps at it, send the line to my office and I'll take care of it.

Matthew: Sure thing.

Bob: *lifts head*

Scott: *steps off elevator*

Bob: Excuse me. *walks away*

Reception

Bob: Hey Scotty, checking up on me already?

Scott: Just making sure the transition's smooth.

Bob: I appreciate it.

Scott: Why don't we have a chat in your office.

Bob: *nods*

Office

Scott: *steps in*

Bob: *walks in* Want a coffee or something?

Scott: Sure.

Bob: *steps over to bar, grabs mug*

Scott: How are things going? With your personal life, I mean.

Bob: *smiles, pours coffee*

Scott: *laughs* Okay.

Bob: I don't think I've ever been this happy.

Scott: That's good to hear.

Bob: Let's just hope that infamous CEO curse eludes me. *hands over mug*

Scott: *grabs mug* I'm sure you'll be fine.

Bob: Were you nervous when you started your first day as CEO?

Scott: *smirks* I've had worst first days.

Bob: Right.

Scott: You're a capable leader. *sips coffee*

Bob: You're not going to...fade out, are you?

Scott: *lifts eyes*

Bob: I-I mean you're still welcome around here anytime.

Scott: Thank you.

Reception, noon

Steph: *running around*

Lori: Steph! Get back over here!

Woman: Can I help you?

Lori: Uh yeah, Scott Finch is around here somewhere. I'm supposed to meet him for lunch.

Woman: Oh he got caught in a meeting, you'll have to come back later.

Lori: Is there a way you can call him? I'm his wife.

Woman: Sorry. But you can wait in the green room.

Lori: *nods, looks around* Steph!

Bullpen

Steph: *peeks over desk*

Matthew: *looks at Steph*

Steph: *hides*

Matthew: *lifts brow*

Steph: *lifts head*

Matthew: *stands, walks around desk*

Steph: *hides*

Matthew: *kneels* Little girl?

Steph: *uncovers eyes*

Matthew: Hi.

Steph: Hi.

Matthew: What are you doing here?

Steph: Daddy works here.

Matthew: Oh, okay. What's your name?

Steph: Stephanie Elizabeth Finch.

Matthew: *smiles* That's a pretty name. Mine's Matthew.

Steph: *staring at Matthew*

Matthew: Are you hiding?

Steph: *nods, places finger up to lips* Shh.

Lori: *runs over* Stephanie! What did I tell you about running off?

Steph: *lifts head*

Matthew: *stands*

Lori: *looks at Matthew* Thanks for stalling her. I'm sure by now she'd be re-programming you entire database.

Matthew: *blinks* Lori.

Lori: Excuse me?

Matthew: I'm Matt Whitfield, we met on Wall Street a few months ago. You were trying to find the Empire State Building. I showed you to the right train.

Lori: ...I'm sorry, I don't remember you.

Matthew: That's fine, it's a big city.

Lori: Steph, get up.

Steph: *stands, straightens out skirt*

Matthew: You have a lovely daughter.

Lori: She thinks so.

Matthew: *smiles*

Lori: *tilts head*

Matthew: I'll walk you over to the gr-

Lori: *grabs Matthew's cheeks*

Matthew: *blinks*

Lori: I know your eyes.

Matthew: Uh...yeah, we've met before.

Lori: No. *runs hands along Matthew's face*

Matthew: Why don't we *grabs Lori's hands* go to the green room.

Lori: *staring at Matthew* Uh huh.

Green room, 1:45

Lori: Steph, leave the fish alone.

Steph: But they're so bright and pretty.

Lori: And they're supposed to stay in the tank.

Scott: *walks over* Hey, sorry I'm late.

Lori: *lifts head, stands* You've met Matthew Whitfield, right?

Scott: Yeah, nice kid.

Lori: He and I are the same age.

Scott: *blinks* Young man. Nice young man. Wait, how did you know that?

Lori: ...I snuck his personnel file.

Scott: *frowns* Lori, that's under lock and key.

Lori: I can't help that I can jimmy locks. Besides, I put it back.

Scott: Why did you have his personnel file?

Lori: Because I have a theory. He's related to you.

Scott: *lifts brow* Where did you get that idea?

Lori: His eyes.

Scott: That's not exactly the most scientific reason.

Lori: Scott, he has your eyes.

Scott: No he doesn't.

Lori: He also has your smile.

Scott: Why don't we go to lunch. Steph, get your hands out of the fish tank.

Lori: *grabs Scott's arm* Don't brush me off like that. I'm not kidding around.

Scott: I just think you need a little more proof than eyes and smiles.

Lori: Fine, I'll get some of his DNA.

Scott: *frowns*

Lori: *rolls eyes* Not that way.

Scott: Let it go. Steph, we're going downstairs.

Steph: *runs over*

TBC...................................
 
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LOL...Why did Scott's mind automatically go there? I thought that to be hilarious. Even more so that Lori's got an inkling that Matt's related to Scott, and Scott's kinda indifferent about it... I can't wait until he connects the dots!

And AWWWWWWWWWW BOB'S HAPPY! That's awesome!

Awesome update!
 
Oh, man. Is Matt really Scott's brother?!?!? I can't wait to find out.

Steph is so freaking adorable. Her taking care of Scott was cute. *snuggles her*

*smacks Scott* Please don't become another Speed.

*high fives Bob* You're going to kick butt. Yes indeed.

Poor Tom at the DMV... That stinks, man.

Great updates! :D
 
Well I guess Scott will be sorta surprised to find out that he has a brother! Well then again we are talking about Henry! Somehow it may not be much of a surprise to him!

Well I guess Scott hasn't explained to Lori yet about the whole your uncle Josh is gay thing yet not to mention that Bob is now sheing Gay uncle Josh! I can't wait for that reaction not to mention what Speed will have to say Lol!

Great update Geni!
 
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