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20 August 2009 @ 05:13 pm
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Remember, Joshua's mum wanted him to buy her flower curtains? Yesyes?

please say yes

THE AMOUNT OF CODING THAT HAS TO BE DONE FOR SCRIPT MAKES ME WANT TO CRY TEARS OF BLOOD.
But it's ok.
It's all worth it.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
*rocks back and forth*

Title: Insatiable - Page 2
Pairings: Quinn/Marek, Theo/Joshua (implied) Theo/Emmaline
Disclaimer: I don't own these guys ^.^ This is fiction and never happened.
Rating: T
Genre: Humour and Romance

CONTINUING...


A high-tec, bouncy song suddenly sounds from Marek's phone and he frantically searches his black baggy trouser pockets, jogging the table slightly. Quinn watches him in discreet amusement. Finding the phone, Marek throws it from his right hand to his left and hits the answer button.


MAREK
(Into phone)
Yel-low?
(Slight pause)
Ah! Joshy!


He looks over to Quinn and grins, leaning onto the table and laughs.


MAREK
Oh, I'm...not sorry, Joshy. What's up?


INT. DOWN AN ISLE IN HOMEBASE


JOSHUA and THEO stand facing a row of curtains, appearing bemused. A number of them appear to be cream coloured and patterned in some floral manner. The sound of busy people talking can be heard. Theo is handling a purple packet of curtains and admiring them, Joshua, hovering beside him, is looking nervously about.


JOSHUA
(Into phone, rolling his eyes)
Joshua. Well, we're facing a minor setback, but-errr...yes. Well. We think we're going to be late.

MAREK
What! Ah snap...How far away are you?

JOSHUA
'Bout half hour - forty-five minutes? But, uh...we're in Homebase.

MAREK
What? Homebase? Er...really? Any reason?

JOSHUA
Unfortunately. Look, do you think you can just...


He pinches the bridge of his nose.


JOSHUA
OK second though. May you pass the phone to Quinn?


Two girls stop and stare at the end of the isle, questioning each other and point at Theo and Joshua. Recognition alights their face as if they are unable to believe who they are seeing. Joshua notices and chooses not to alert Theo, giving him an unnoticed glance that tells us Theo would be more than happy to humour the girls, where as Joshua would rather not.


INT. CAFE DE LA HMM


MAREK leans over and hands his mobile to QUINN who receives it with an unsurprised look.


QUINN
(Into phone)
Yo?


At this point, a young looking boy with golden blonde hair comes stumbling through the cafe door, three teenage girls and two teenage boys talking wildly at him, mostly laughing and giggling. The boy being followed is holding a small, white plastic bag over his head as if out of their reach and smiles and laughs with them. Marek looks behind him to the new arrival, AIRICK and beams.


AIRICK
Whoa! I'm afraid you can't come in here, guys. VIP only.

GIRL #1
Aww, c'mon!

JOSHUA
(On the other end of the phone)
Look mate, I don't think we're gonna get to you in time. It's my mum. She asked us to get these curtains, and, I, I think it's going to take a while.

QUINN
To get curtains?


The fan girls at the cafe door groan and plead with Airick. Airick begins edging away, still grinning and waving pleasantly at them, quite enjoying their comments. Quinn watches vacantly, Marek waiting to beckon Airick over.


JOSHUA
Yes. To get curtains. Quinn, just make sure Marek doesn't launch into some kind of entourage-scheme, or 'big show standards' when Emmaline and David get there.

QUINN
(coolly)
I expect they've learnt how to deal with Marek by now, m'dear.


The fans are shooed away by bouncers and Airick grabs a chair beside Marek.


AIRICK
(Loud and flushed)
Hey guys! What's happening?

JOSHUA
Is that Airick?

QUINN
It would be indeed.


Joshua sighs awkwardly down the receiver. Seeing Quinn is engaged, Airick slumps into his seat and pulls a magazine out the bag to show Marek. Marek swaps his untouched coffee for it. Airick, on auto-pilot, excepts it like this is normal and doesn't take his eyes of the magazine now in Marek's hands.


JOSHUA
I really don't want Airick getting caught up on one of Marek's ideas.


INT. DOWN AN AISLE IN HOMEBASE


Joshua takes a peek behind Theo's shoulder and sees the two hovering girls now tip-toe closer. Theo also looks behind and as soon as he notices them, does a double take, a dashing smile now blossoming. Joshua heavily closes his eyes.


JOSHUA
I'll try my best to get us there quick, although, I think Theo might be the biggest problem.

QUINN
That I can imagine. I'll keep an eye on these two and tell Emmaline to hold things up.

JOSHUA
(Sighs)
Thanks, m'dear.


Joshua closes the phone and continues to look determinedly at the curtains. Theo has now turned to face the approaching girls, waiting.


GIRL #2
Um...hiya...

GIRL #3
Yeah!

THEO
Why hello.


The two girls twitter and their grins grow wider at his response. Joshua continues to look at the curtains, but looks slightly awkward.


GIRL #2
You're Theo West, aren't you? From Eden.

THEO
(Chuckling)
That I am. Joshy's here too!


Joshua twitches and turns his head to smile nicely.


JOSHUA
Joshua, I don't like 'Joshy'.

GIRL #3
Auww...But it's cute!

JOSHUA
No. It's really not.


She looks slightly downhearted at his response and Theo rests a hand on her shoulder.


THEO
Quite so! I think I agree with you!


Joshua gives him a withering look and the girl looks excited by Theo's touch.


GIRL #3
Can um...can we...well...


Knowing what she is going to ask, Joshua leans one arm casually on Theo's shoulder and looks tiredly, but kindly down at the two girls.


GIRL #3
(Clearing her throat)
May we have our picture with you?


From behind her back, the girl hopefully pulls out her phone, already open and ready to take the picture. Theo laughs and grabs Joshua, giving him a jostle.


THEO
But of course!

GIRL #2
Ahhh! Thank you!

JOSHUA
(Mumbles)
You're welcome.


The girls shyly come closer until they offer Theo the phone. Both Joshua and Theo lean close to the girl's heads, Theo outstretching the camera and they all smile, Joshua putting one hand on girl#2's shoulder, Theo sticking his head between the two girls'.


GIRL #2
I love your new single!

THEO
Thanks!


Theo takes the picture.


GIRL #2
Where are you performing next?

JOSHUA
Somewhere far, away.

THEO
What? No, we're-

JOSHUA
These look like the ones, don't you think?


Joshua grabs a random creamy coloured packet of curtains, with a pattern of butterflies on and smiles sweetly at the girls.


JOSHUA
I'm afraid we need to go. We're keeping the others waiting.

GIRL #3
The others are here!

THEO
No no, we're meeting up. Did you know-


Joshua leans close to the girls, beaming at them so they both swoon and stare at his eyes, captivated by the boy band member.


JOSHUA
It was very nice meeting you. Have a good day ladies.

THEO
We're not in that much of a-


Joshua stands up straight.


JOSHUA
(To Theo)
Let's not keep David and Emmaline waiting, huh?

THEO
Oh, very funny.


Giving the girls a casual wave, Joshua hastily starts walking away, Theo heading after him, wagging his finger and talking to Joshua's back.


THEO
Come on, you didn't need to say it like that! What do you want? My blood? No? Coffee then? Oh please! Don't get like that! Joshua! Joooosh!


Theo jogs up beside him, whereupon, Joshua smacks the packet into Theo's stomach so Theo takes it, looking slightly winded. He stops a second, watching Joshua carry on before taking a deep breath and moves to catch up again.


THEO
Josh...


Joshua sighs.


THEO
These have butterflies on.

JOSHUA
And that poster,


He points to a roll-up poster stand as they stride past, the headboard showing four different pictures of the same group, one with Theo on.


JOSHUA
has your face on.

THEO
I...don't get it?

JOSHUA
Shocking.


INT. CAFE DE LA HMM


QUINN is cradling his tea, watching MAREK and AIRICK who are lent together with their heads over the new magazine, engaging earnestly over the current topic.


AIRICK
(To Marek)
I think we're losin' out! Look here! It seems the credit crunch has toppled Rainbow Inc. which is why Emmaline is referring us to a new manager.

MAREK
Nah, we're not losin' Em as a manager. No way! We might lose David as our record dealer, but, nahhh! Right, Quinn?


Quinn shrugs. Smirking, Marek leans on top of the magazine and idly holds one hand by his head.


MAREK
You really aren't much of an actor, are you?

QUINN
No.

AIRICK
Look shocked.


Quinn's eyes widen a minute amount.


MAREK
That's not shocked.

QUINN
This is what I look like when I'm shocked!

AIRICK
Look like your thinking.


Quinn looks up slightly.


MAREK
That's not exactly-

QUINN
This is what I look like when I'm thinking, OK!

MAREK
You look like a tard, all the time.


Quinn hurriedly nods in agreement.


QUINN
Yup. Preeeeetty much!

MAREK
Why don't you-

QUINN
Get more tea? Good idea.


He swiftly stands from his seat and heads for the counter-queue, carrying his mug in one hand. Marek watches him go.


AIRICK
But Marek,


Marek looks back to Airick.


AIRICK
Josh didn't sound very enthusiastic about meeting the new recording team. What do you suppose is wrong with them?

MAREK
They don't like backing dancers?


A woman's face suddenly presses to the tinted glass window and she knocks rapidly on the glass, beaming at Marek and Airick as she squints to see them, her hands cupped around her face to see better. She is dressed in a thick winder coat (despite it being mid May and slightly blustery), red scarf and green woolly hat. Airick leans across Marek and waves at her.


AIRICK
Emmaline!


The woman runs away in the direction of the cafe door and as soon as she moves, a man follows her, casting a weary glance at the boys - stacks of folders in his arms and a computer-bag around his shoulders. He nods kindly at them, his glasses slipping down his nose and tries to re-adjust his brown hoodie.
EMMALINE quickly comes charging through the cafe door, pulling out a VIP badge from a swingtag around her neck. She bustles over, rosy cheeked, brown hair a little wind messed and smiles warmly at Marek and Airick who stand to greet her.



EMMALINE
Hello boys!

MAREK
Hey Em.


The procedure of kissing cheeks between Marek and Emmaline, then Airick and Emmaline ensue as DAVID comes trudging towards over. He dumps his folders on the table, then awkwardly removes his shoulder-bag.


DAVID
Hey guys.

AIRICK
You look tired.

DAVID
Don't, I, know it.

MAREK
(Helpfully)
Hangover?


Quinn comes back then, empty handed and seems relieved to see Emmaline, as if sanity has finally arrived. She turns to him and Quinn smoothly takes her hand in both of his, giving her a flattering smile. With a cheerful cry, Emmaline dives forward, Quinn carefully returning her enthusiastic hug.


QUINN
(Softly)
Hello Emmaline. Nice to see you.


He casts his eyes over everyone and adds.


QUINN
The waitress will bring a pot of tea over in a minute.

EMMALINE
Oh, that's thoughtful of you! Where are Theo and Joshua?

QUINN
They're going to be late and they asked if we could post-pone the meeting with <
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Remember, Joshua's mum wanted him to buy her flower curtains? Yesyes?

<sub>please say yes</sub>

THE AMOUNT OF CODING THAT HAS TO BE DONE FOR SCRIPT MAKES ME WANT TO CRY TEARS OF BLOOD.
But it's ok.
It's all worth it.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
*rocks back and forth*

<b>Title:</b> Insatiable - Page 2
<b>Pairings:</b> Quinn/Marek, Theo/Joshua (implied) Theo/Emmaline
<b>Disclaimer:</b> I don't own these guys ^.^ This is fiction and never happened.
<b>Rating:</b> T
<b>Genre:</b> Humour and Romance

<lj-cut text="Read it here"> <i>CONTINUING...</i>


<sub>A high-tec, bouncy song suddenly sounds from Marek's phone and he frantically searches his black baggy trouser pockets, jogging the table slightly. Quinn watches him in discreet amusement. Finding the phone, Marek throws it from his right hand to his left and hits the answer button. </sub>


<b>MAREK</b>
(Into phone)
Yel-low?
(Slight pause)
Ah! Joshy!


<sub>He looks over to Quinn and grins, leaning onto the table and laughs.</sub>


<b>MAREK</b>
Oh, I'm...<i>not</i> sorry, <i>Joshy</i>. What's up?


<u>INT. DOWN AN ISLE IN HOMEBASE</u>


<sub>JOSHUA and THEO stand facing a row of curtains, appearing bemused. A number of them appear to be cream coloured and patterned in some floral manner. The sound of busy people talking can be heard. Theo is handling a purple packet of curtains and admiring them, Joshua, hovering beside him, is looking nervously about.</sub>


<b>JOSHUA</b>
(Into phone, rolling his eyes)
Josh<i>ua</i>. Well, we're facing a minor setback, but-errr...yes. Well. We think we're going to be late.

<b>MAREK</b>
What! Ah snap...How far away are you?

<b>JOSHUA</b>
'Bout half hour - forty-five minutes? But, uh...we're in Homebase.

<b>MAREK</b>
What? Homebase? Er...really? Any reason?

<b>JOSHUA</b>
Unfortunately. Look, do you think you can just...


<sub>He pinches the bridge of his nose.</sub>


<b>JOSHUA</b>
OK second though. May you pass the phone to Quinn?


<sub>Two girls stop and stare at the end of the isle, questioning each other and point at Theo and Joshua. Recognition alights their face as if they are unable to believe who they are seeing. Joshua notices and chooses not to alert Theo, giving him an unnoticed glance that tells us Theo would be more than happy to humour the girls, where as Joshua would rather not.</sub>


<u>INT. CAFE DE LA HMM</u>


<sub>MAREK leans over and hands his mobile to QUINN who receives it with an unsurprised look.</sub>


<b>QUINN</b>
(Into phone)
Yo?


<sub>At this point, a young looking boy with golden blonde hair comes stumbling through the cafe door, three teenage girls and two teenage boys talking wildly at him, mostly laughing and giggling. The boy being followed is holding a small, white plastic bag over his head as if out of their reach and smiles and laughs with them. Marek looks behind him to the new arrival, AIRICK and beams.</sub>


<b>AIRICK</b>
Whoa! I'm afraid you can't come in here, guys. VIP only.

<b>GIRL #1</b>
Aww, c'mon!

<b>JOSHUA</b>
(On the other end of the phone)
Look mate, I don't think we're gonna get to you in time. It's my mum. She asked us to get these <i>curtains</i>, and, I, I think it's going to take a while.

<b>QUINN</b>
To get curtains?


<sub>The fan girls at the cafe door groan and plead with Airick. Airick begins edging away, still grinning and waving pleasantly at them, quite enjoying their comments. Quinn watches vacantly, Marek waiting to beckon Airick over.</sub>


<b>JOSHUA</b>
Yes. To get curtains. Quinn, just make sure Marek doesn't launch into some kind of entourage-scheme, or 'big show standards' when Emmaline and David get there.

<b>QUINN</b>
(coolly)
I expect they've learnt how to deal with Marek by now, m'dear.


<sub>The fans are shooed away by bouncers and Airick grabs a chair beside Marek.</sub>


<b>AIRICK</b>
(Loud and flushed)
Hey guys! What's happening?

<b>JOSHUA</b>
Is that Airick?

<b>QUINN</b>
It would be indeed.


<sub>Joshua sighs awkwardly down the receiver. Seeing Quinn is engaged, Airick slumps into his seat and pulls a magazine out the bag to show Marek. Marek swaps his untouched coffee for it. Airick, on auto-pilot, excepts it like this is normal and doesn't take his eyes of the magazine now in Marek's hands.</sub>


<b>JOSHUA</b>
I really don't want Airick getting caught up on one of Marek's ideas.


<u>INT. DOWN AN AISLE IN HOMEBASE</u>


<sub>Joshua takes a peek behind Theo's shoulder and sees the two hovering girls now tip-toe closer. Theo also looks behind and as soon as he notices them, does a double take, a dashing smile now blossoming. Joshua heavily closes his eyes.</sub>


<b>JOSHUA</b>
I'll try my best to get us there quick, although, I think Theo might be the biggest problem.

<b>QUINN</b>
That I can imagine. I'll keep an eye on these two and tell Emmaline to hold things up.

<b>JOSHUA</b>
(Sighs)
Thanks, m'dear.


<sub>Joshua closes the phone and continues to look determinedly at the curtains. Theo has now turned to face the approaching girls, waiting.</sub>


<b>GIRL #2</b>
Um...hiya...

<b>GIRL #3</b>
Yeah!

<b>THEO</b>
Why hello.


<sub>The two girls twitter and their grins grow wider at his response. Joshua continues to look at the curtains, but looks slightly awkward.</sub>


<b>GIRL #2</b>
You're Theo West, aren't you? From Eden.

<b>THEO</b>
(Chuckling)
That I am. Joshy's here too!


<sub>Joshua twitches and turns his head to smile nicely.</sub>


<b>JOSHUA</b>
Josh<i>ua</i>, I don't like 'Joshy'.

<b>GIRL #3</b>
Auww...But it's cute!

<b>JOSHUA</b>
No. It's really not.


<sub>She looks slightly downhearted at his response and Theo rests a hand on her shoulder.</sub>


<b>THEO</b>
Quite so! I think I agree with you!


<sub>Joshua gives him a withering look and the girl looks excited by Theo's touch.</sub>


<b>GIRL #3</b>
Can um...can we...well...


<sub>Knowing what she is going to ask, Joshua leans one arm casually on Theo's shoulder and looks tiredly, but kindly down at the two girls.</sub>


<b>GIRL #3</b>
(Clearing her throat)
May we have our picture with you?


<sub>From behind her back, the girl hopefully pulls out her phone, already open and ready to take the picture. Theo laughs and grabs Joshua, giving him a jostle.</sub>


<b>THEO</b>
But of course!

<b>GIRL #2</b>
Ahhh! Thank you!

<b>JOSHUA</b>
(Mumbles)
You're welcome.


<sub>The girls shyly come closer until they offer Theo the phone. Both Joshua and Theo lean close to the girl's heads, Theo outstretching the camera and they all smile, Joshua putting one hand on girl#2's shoulder, Theo sticking his head between the two girls'. </sub>


<b>GIRL #2</b>
I love your new single!

<b>THEO</b>
Thanks!


<sub>Theo takes the picture.</sub>


<b>GIRL #2</b>
Where are you performing next?

<b>JOSHUA</b>
Somewhere far, away.

<b>THEO</b>
What? No, we're-

<b>JOSHUA</b>
These look like the ones, don't you think?


<sub>Joshua grabs a random creamy coloured packet of curtains, with a pattern of butterflies on and smiles sweetly at the girls.</sub>


<b>JOSHUA</b>
I'm afraid we need to go. We're keeping the others waiting.

<b>GIRL #3</b>
The others are here!

<b>THEO</b>
No no, we're meeting up. Did you know-


<sub>Joshua leans close to the girls, beaming at them so they both swoon and stare at his eyes, captivated by the boy band member.</sub>


<b>JOSHUA</b>
It was very nice meeting you. Have a good day ladies.

<b>THEO</b>
We're not in that much of a-


<sub>Joshua stands up straight.</sub>


<b>JOSHUA</b>
(To Theo)
Let's not keep <i>David</i> and Emmaline waiting, huh?

<b>THEO</b>
Oh, very funny.


<sub>Giving the girls a casual wave, Joshua hastily starts walking away, Theo heading after him, wagging his finger and talking to Joshua's back.</sub>


<b>THEO</b>
Come on, you didn't need to say it like <i>that</i>! What do you want? My <i>blood</i>? No? Coffee then? Oh please! Don't get like that! <i>Joshua</i>! Joooosh!


<sub>Theo jogs up beside him, whereupon, Joshua smacks the packet into Theo's stomach so Theo takes it, looking slightly winded. He stops a second, watching Joshua carry on before taking a deep breath and moves to catch up again.</sub>


<b>THEO</b>
Josh...


<sub>Joshua sighs.</sub>


<b>THEO</b>
These have butterflies on.

<b>JOSHUA</b>
And that poster,


<sub>He points to a roll-up poster stand as they stride past, the headboard showing four different pictures of the same group, one with Theo on.</sub>


<b>JOSHUA</b>
has your face on.

<b>THEO</b>
I...don't get it?

<b>JOSHUA</b>
Shocking.


<u>INT. CAFE DE LA HMM</u>


<sub>QUINN is cradling his tea, watching MAREK and AIRICK who are lent together with their heads over the new magazine, engaging earnestly over the current topic. </sub>


<b>AIRICK</b>
(To Marek)
I think we're losin' out! Look here! It seems the credit crunch has toppled Rainbow Inc. which is why Emmaline is referring us to a new manager.

<b>MAREK</b>
Nah, we're not losin' Em as a manager. No way! We might lose David as our record dealer, but, nahhh! Right, Quinn?


<sub>Quinn shrugs. Smirking, Marek leans on top of the magazine and idly holds one hand by his head.</sub>


<b>MAREK</b>
You really <i>aren't</i> much of an actor, are you?

<b>QUINN</b>
No.

<b>AIRICK</b>
Look shocked.


<sub>Quinn's eyes widen a minute amount.</sub>


<b>MAREK</b>
That's not shocked.

<b>QUINN</b>
This is what I look like when I'm shocked!

<b>AIRICK</b>
Look like your thinking.


<sub>Quinn looks up slightly.</sub>


<b>MAREK</b>
That's not exactly-

<b>QUINN</b>
This is what I look like when I'm thinking, OK!

<b>MAREK</b>
You look like a <i>tard</i>, all the <i>time.</i>


<sub>Quinn hurriedly nods in agreement.</sub>


<b>QUINN</b>
Yup. Preeeeetty much!

<b>MAREK</b>
Why don't you-

<b>QUINN</b>
Get more tea? Good idea.


<sub>He swiftly stands from his seat and heads for the counter-queue, carrying his mug in </sub>one hand. Marek watches him go.


<b>AIRICK</b>
But Marek,


<sub>Marek looks back to Airick.</sub>


<b>AIRICK</b>
Josh didn't sound very enthusiastic about meeting the new recording team. What do you suppose is wrong with them?

<b>MAREK</b>
They don't like backing dancers?


<sub>A woman's face suddenly presses to the tinted glass window and she knocks rapidly on the glass, beaming at Marek and Airick as she squints to see them, her hands cupped around her face to see better. She is dressed in a thick winder coat (despite it being mid May and slightly blustery), red scarf and green woolly hat. Airick leans across Marek and waves at her.</sub>


<b>AIRICK</b>
Emmaline!


<sub>The woman runs away in the direction of the cafe door and as soon as she moves, a man follows her, casting a weary glance at the boys - stacks of folders in his arms and a computer-bag around his shoulders. He nods kindly at them, his glasses slipping down his nose and tries to re-adjust his brown hoodie.
EMMALINE quickly comes charging through the cafe door, pulling out a VIP badge from a swingtag around her neck. She bustles over, rosy cheeked, brown hair a little wind messed and smiles warmly at Marek and Airick who stand to greet her.</sub>


<b>EMMALINE</b>
Hello boys!

<b>MAREK</b>
Hey Em.


<sub>The procedure of kissing cheeks between Marek and Emmaline, then Airick and Emmaline ensue as DAVID comes trudging towards over. He dumps his folders on the table, then awkwardly removes his shoulder-bag.</sub>


<b>DAVID</b>
Hey guys.

<b>AIRICK</b>
You look tired.

<b>DAVID</b>
Don't, I, know it.

<b>MAREK</b>
(Helpfully)
Hangover?


<sub>Quinn comes back then, empty handed and seems relieved to see Emmaline, as if sanity has finally arrived. She turns to him and Quinn smoothly takes her hand in both of his, giving her a flattering smile. With a cheerful cry, Emmaline dives forward, Quinn carefully returning her enthusiastic hug.</sub>


<b>QUINN</b>
(Softly)
Hello Emmaline. Nice to see you.


<sub>He casts his eyes over everyone and adds.</sub>


<b>QUINN</b>
The waitress will bring a pot of tea over in a minute.

<b>EMMALINE</b>
Oh, that's thoughtful of you! Where are Theo and Joshua?

<b>QUINN</b>
They're going to be late and they asked if we could post-pone the meeting with <<INSERT NAME OF MISH AND EMMA'S PEOPLES HERE>> for a while.

<b>DAVID</b>
Fighting over the map?

<b>QUINN</b>
Buying curtains.


<sub>They all look at Quinn, apart from Emmaline who removes her coat and scarf and hangs them on the back of a Quinn's chair, sitting herself down in his stolen window seat as Marek starts laughing.</sub>


<b>DAVID</b>
Wouldn't strike me as the couple to go shopping for furnishings together!

<b>AIRICK</b>
Awww, c'mon!

<b>DAVID</b>
(Shrugs)
What?

<b>EMMALINE</b>
(Slightly raised voice)
So what time will they get here?


<sub>She is looking at Quinn for answers in this type of situation.</sub>


<b>QUINN</b>
I don't know. I hope they'll only be fifteen to twenty minutes late.

<b>MAREK</b>
Them two? Not a chance! They'll probably engage in a small tiff over which colour matches the carpet.

<b>DAVID</b>
Poor Theo, you can imagine Josh throwing a proper tantrum over the shade of yellow he wants with the orange walls.

<b>EMMALINE</b>
(Sly interruption)
If anyone's to suffer, I'd say it were Joshua for having to put up with Theo's antagonising jokes.


<sub>Marek pretends to drunkenly waggle his finger.</sub>


<b>MAREK</b>
But are they <i>really</i> that antagonising?

<b>AIRICK</b>
You should know! I'll reckon half the tosh you come out with would peal the paint off an old leather boot!


<sub>Quinn pulls a chair up to the table and straddles it, David sitting in the space beside Emmaline, Airick lowering into his seat too.</sub>


<b>QUINN</b>
(Smoothly)
Sit down, Marek.
(To Emmaline)
So, Em my dear, what's this talk of Rainbow Inc's closure?


<sub>Emmaline begins pulling off her gloves.</sub>


<b>EMMALINE</b>
I'm afraid I haven't got the funding to support you boys any more. Not even my own studio.

<b>AIRICK</b>
Blasted economy!


<sub>Quinn and Marek, however, look slightly more horrified that Airick.</sub>


<b>EMMALINE</b>
Quite. Now, 'Eden' is fairly popular, as you know, but it's not going to be enough to support you for this coming year. David predicts a fall in your selling rate and the only way we're going to boost those numbers back up is, one, creating another album, <i>two</i>, a top single, and <i>three</i>, going on tour.

<b>AIRICK</b>
A new single! But, we just hit number one with, 'Up'.


<sub>Marek begins singing quietly, moving with the rhythm and clicking his fingers to the imaginary tempo.</sub>


<b>MAREK</b>
Go, go, go,
It's time to make a move and we both know,


<sub>Now Airick joins in singing the first verse of 'Up'.</sub>


<b>AIRICK</b>
It's time to step it up a notch,
I'm ready to lose touch,
Baby boy-


<sub>Emmaline cuts them off.</sub>


<b>EMMALINE</b>
Yes, I know you have, but by the time it takes you to think of another hit, people will already be getting tired of it. You're in an industry that demands change and fresh material.

<b>DAVID</b>
I do like that one of ours though!

<b>QUINN</b>
Em, are you just going to pull the plug on our funding, or are you leaving us completely?

<b>EMMALINE</b>
Leave you boys! HA! I'd kick myself everyday with worry. No sweetpea, I'm merely referring you to a new studio. You're not going to be funded by <i>anyone</i> for quite some time now I'm afraid.

<b>DAVID</b>
This studio is new however, you'll be their first, and we're hoping you can boost their reputation as much as they can keep yours <i>up</i>.


<sub>David grins, proud of his little joke.</sub>


<b>DAVID</b>
See what I did there? With the '<i>up</i>' and...the...you know, did ya? I-


<sub>Marek stares at him for a moment and then cuts him off.</sub>


<b>MAREK</b>
You're throwing our reputation to newblets?

<b>QUINN</b>
By the sounds of it, we'll hit the shadows if we don't throw it to someone.

<b>MAREK</b>
We'll certainly get hit by something and I'd rather it wasn't The Sun newspaper or Sugar magazine! Have you read their reports of Victoria Beckham? <i>Have</i> you?

<b>QUINN</b>
Yes.

<b>DAVID</b>
Has anyone told you that you complain too much?

<b>QUINN</b>
Many a time.

<b>MAREK</b>
But, David, you're sound mixing is amazing! It's got the whole dance theme and electronic shizz well complied with everything that makes our songs!


<sub>David smirks and pushes his glasses up his nose to hide his gratitude at Marek's comment. </sub>


<b>EMMALINE</b>
I wouldn't refer you to someone I believed would ruin or hinder your career.

<b>AIRICK</b>
I say let's go for it!

<b>QUINN</b>
New doesn't make them bad.

<b>MAREK</b>
(Sighs)
Maybe. Ha...maybe they'll even give us the backing dancers, eh?


<sub>Marek leans from his seat to nudge Quinn's arm and Quinn self consciously glances at Emmaline. Airick perks up and tries looks excitedly at Marek.</sub>


<b>AIRICK</b>
Backing dancers!

<b>DAVID</b>
Oh good God.

<b>QUINN</b>
(Mumbles)
I wonder how Joshua and Theo are getting along...

<b>MAREK</b>
Evading? <i>Evading</i>! Why Quinn, that's not like you. Did we not discuss this earlier, eh? Eh?

<b>QUINN</b>
You discussed it <i>at</i> me.

<b>MAREK</b>
Ah, but you admitted it was what you were thinking!


<sub>Quinn holds his forehead in his hand forlornly, then drags it down to his cheeks and a discreet look passes between him and Emmaline while Marek continues to pester and tease. David and Airick notice and sit back a little, David beginning to pull out papers from one of the folders he was carrying.</sub>


<b>DAVID</b>
I'll reckon they're now at the till. Theo'll be making a comment about how the chamomile curtains are still better than the egg-white ones.


<sub>Emmaline looks at her watch.</sub>


<b>EMMALINE</b>
They better not be <i>too</i> late. I hear they run a tight schedule. Guess I ought to call Ollie and give him the heads up. </lj-cut>
 
 
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