[Scene: Staples Center. The CREW is working on setting up the soundstage.]
DONNA:
(carrying microphone)
Testing, testing.
(no sound, annoyed)
Hello?! can we get some sound in here?!
KIMBERLEY:
Here, try mine.
(passes her microphone to DONNA)
DONNA:
Testing... okay, this is so much better.
(starts spinging opera keys, the CREW is taken aback)
KIMBERLEY:
(slowly walks away from DONNA as she looks at her, thinking to herself)
{man! whatever possessed me to take part in a duet with her?}
(shakes her head)
DEREK:
(runs over to KIMBERLEY, smiling)
Hey.
(hugs KIMBERLEY)
KIMBERLEY:
Hey.
(smiles)
DEREK:
So what were you doing just now?
KIMBERLEY:
Oh, just doing the soundchecks for rehearsal later on. What's the time now?
DEREK:
(looks at watch)
It's almost twelve. Wanna have lunch together?
KIMBERLEY:
Okay. I'll wrap up here and meet you in the cafeteria.
DEREK:
Okay.
(puckers up for a kiss)
KIMBERLEY:
(playfully laughing, pushes DEREK away)
Derek! Not here, we're in public.
DEREK:
Public display of affection. I dig.
KIMBERLEY:
(giggling)
Derek! Stop it.
DEREK:
(moves back)
Okay, okay. But you owe me a kiss.
KIMBERLEY:
(laughs)
Yeah, yeah.
DEREK:
(smiles)
Bye.
(goes off to CAFETERIA)
DONNA:
(saw the whole thing, walks over to KIMBERLEY)
Hello, Miss Carlsson, we still have a soundcheck to run through? Don't the two of you have anything better to do than to act lovey-dovey all day?
KIMBERLEY:
He's sweet. I mean, he accompanied me all the way here after all.
DONNA:
Vomit-inducing is more like it.
JAYCI:
(walks over to them)
That's a nice shade of green on your face, Donna. Too bad it doesn't look good on you.
DONNA:
(looks at JAYCI's all-black outfit)
Someone looks like death today.
JAYCI:
Better than resembling a slut.
KIMBERLEY:
(intervening)
Guys, stop it! We're here to perform, not to start catfights with each other.
DONNA:
Oh, like I started it.
JAYCI:
Oh, acting mature now, are we?
KIMBERLEY:
Guys! I said STOP! Truce! Let's take a lunch break now. I gotta go meet Derek.
DONNA:
Make-out session?
JAYCI:
There's that shade of green again. And the smell of Gucci? Could it be Envy?
KIMBERLEY:
(gives up)
You guys... can't you spend 2 minutes in a room together without quarreling?
JAYCI:
Well...
DONNA:
Come to think of it...
JAYCI & DONNA:
NO!!!
KIMBERLEY:
Okay, I give up. (throws hands up) I'm washing my hands clean of the both of you. I'm outta here. (walks to CAFETERIA)
DONNA:
So am I.
JAYCI:
Who'd wanna stay with you?
(both stare at each other, walk off in opposite directions) |