Thanks for the fab reviews.
YES CARLY! :lol: *hugs Speed's toy dinosaur*
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Hummerhome, road, 7pm
Katie: New Orleans, here we come!
Calleigh: *smiles* I'm so excited. Home.
Delko: Miami's home.
Calleigh: Of course Miami's home, I'm just saying-
Delko: MIAMI'S HOME.
Calleigh: Okay.
Delko: *smiles, looks at Speed*
Speed: *frowns*
Katie: What is this? *grabs Speed's face* You SHAVED.
Speed: *lifts brow*
Katie: Oooh smooth. *strokes Speed's cheek*
Speed: *smirks*
Katie: *smiles*
Delko: *rolls eyes* The rest of us don't care about Speed's face.
Monica: So some of you are together?
Katie: Oh yeah, we've all been around the block.
Anni: Most of us with Tim.
Monica: *nods slowly*
Delko: Why can't everyone in the Hummerhome sleep with me for once?
Ryan: Maybe for enough money...
Delko: *frowns* Women, Ryan. Women.
Monica: *lifts hand* ME FIRST!
Horatio: No more love triangles.
Delko: Um H, I would need the first part of the triangle to even
have a triangle.
Carly: *reading magazine* Hey you know, New Orleans has a lot of haunted destinations, we should check some of them out. There are cemetaries, bars, hotels and houses.
Calleigh: That might be fun.
Horatio: Ghosts aren't real.
Katie: Yes they are.
Horatio: What evidence do you have?
Katie: Um thousands of websites and pictures. AND Youtube knows all.
Anni: Youtube is not evidence.
Katie: You don't agree with anything I say.
Anni: I agree with some things.
Katie: Like what.
Anni: Your taste in men. *smiles*
Speed: Ha. Ha. Hilarious.
Gables Estates, house, bedroom, 9pm
Steph: *climbs into bed*
Scott: *sits*
Steph: I gotta go to school tomorrow?
Scott: Yep.
Steph: I don't wanna take the bus.
Scott: How come?
Steph: Nobody lets me sit with 'em.
Scott: So what do you do on the bus?
Steph: I sit on the floor.
Scott: *sighs*
Steph: *lies down*
Scott: *covers Steph* Did you tell the bus driver?
Steph: He don't like it when kids talk to him.
Scott: How about I drive you to school in the morning.
Steph: *grabs Scott's arm* No Daddy. Momma always says I gotta be a big girl. Big girls take the bus.
Scott: *smirks*
Steph: Did you take the bus when you were little?
Scott: Well, I took the subway mostly.
Steph: What's a subway?
Scott: It's like a train but it's underground.
Steph: *smiles* That sounds fun.
Scott: *smiles*
Steph: *hugs stuffed pony* Can I go see Momma after school tomorrow?
Scott: *smile fades* Uh...sure. I'll take you there when you get home.
Steph: You gotta see Momma too.
Scott: *stares at Steph*
Steph: Night Daddy. *rolls over*
Scott: ...Night.
Kitchen
Scott: *pours coffee*
Knock is heard
Scott: *walks over to foyer, opens door*
Tom: Hey.
Scott: ...Have you been parked outside my house all night?
Tom: Only half the night.
Scott: *walks away*
Tom: *steps in, shuts door* You look a little better.
Scott: *takes cup, drinks*
Tom: *walks over* No more coke?
Scott: *lifts eyes*
Tom: What I observed the other night was disturbing, Scotty.
Scott: *places cup on table*
Tom: Do you have anything on you?
Scott: *lowers head*
Tom: Scott.
Scott: *reaches into pocket, throws bag onto table*
Tom: *looks at bag*
Scott: That's all of it.
Tom: *grabs bag, dumps it down sink*
Scott: *looks at Tom*
Tom: *turns on garborator* I hope you had fun because you're never doing that again.
Scott: It wasn't all that great.
Tom: *scoffs* Well that's because you didn't get the
really good stuff.
Scott: *stares at Tom*
Tom: ...I said that outloud.
Scott: Yeah.
Tom: Sorry, that wasn't helping.
Scott: Not so much.
Tom: *sits at table*
Scott: What are you doing?
Tom: *grabs cup, looks down* Hanging out.
Scott: No you're not.
Tom: *drinks coffee*
Scott: *takes cup, throws it into sink* I don't need you breathing down my neck all night.
Tom: Don't worry, I don't want to be anywhere
near your neck.
Scott: Shouldn't you be home with your kid?
Tom: She's visiting her uncle. I have the whole night to do nothing.
Scott: You've checked on me, I'm fine now go home.
Tom: *leans back in chair* Nah.
Scott: *frowns*
Tom: You hungry? I could go for something to eat. What exactly
do rich people eat for snacks? Lobster?
Scott: *sighs*
TBC.........................