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mparkerceo

Room 220, the Hyperion Hotel, Los Angeles: Friday Evening

Dec 29, 2006 19:11

Parker had a handful of DVD's ready, a bowlful of popcorn, and a couple six-packs of pop and beer.

"South by Southwest or To Trap a Burglar? Then again, I have some spy flicks too..."

[ooc: for weissguy_]

hmmm, l.a., muahaha, weiss

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weissguy_ December 30 2006, 06:08:39 UTC

"South by Southwest. How is this even a question?" Weiss joked. He cracked open a beer.

mparkerceo December 30 2006, 06:10:10 UTC

Parker grabbed a Diet Coke and snickered, considering throwing popcorn at him, but holding back. For now. "Because Trap has a jewel thief. And Monte Carlo. But you're right, trains and national monuments for the win."

weissguy_ December 30 2006, 06:13:13 UTC

"Okay, jewel thieves and Monte Carlo, I'll give you. But James Mason!"

mparkerceo December 30 2006, 06:16:06 UTC

"But that's offset by the big creepy guy," Parker said, "And jewel thieves and fireworks. On roofs." She paused. "Oh, who am I kidding, Eve's much cooler than the other blonde chick in Trap."

Parker pushed the popcorn bowl at him, then hit START on the DVD Player.

weissguy_ December 30 2006, 06:19:53 UTC

Weiss munched on popcorn. "So are we gonna do the thing where you use the movie as an excuse to tell me what's up or the thing where you use the movie as an excuse to avoid it? Either way, I'm cool so long as you don't leave me without a little something," he said, as if he'd had this same conversation before.

mparkerceo December 30 2006, 06:21:55 UTC

Parker was slightly annoyed that she followed this just fine, since avoidance had been the initial plan.

"I *was* going to avoid." She took a handful of popcorn, ate a couple kernels, threw the rest at him. "Now, I'm forced to directness. Or applying other measures to make you forget you asked?" She looked speculative for a moment, and waggled her eyebrows.

weissguy_ December 30 2006, 06:24:14 UTC

Weiss went Deer in Headlights for a second... then threw popcorn back. "Yeah, baby, do it," he deadpanned, looking her right in the eye. Which... was kind of hot... GAH!

mparkerceo December 30 2006, 06:26:39 UTC

Parker nearly snarfed cola, and in the ensuing giggles managed to kick him on the ankle, then fall back against the couch. "Okay, okay, okay... Sadly, this is not the right movie to explain with," she commented, watching Cary Grant be a normal executive for the first minute or two of the movie. "Although... hmm. No. The Mafia Clan isn't right either. I don't know what the hell is."

weissguy_ December 30 2006, 06:28:50 UTC

"Backporch View, dude. Awesome film, Jimmy Stewart, and it's not nearly as dense as Dizziness."

mparkerceo December 30 2006, 06:31:23 UTC

She toasted him with the can of cola. "True. You are, in fact, stuck in the Jimmy Stewart role here. Though I think I wandered in from another movie." Parker tapped her fingers on her Diet Coke can, then grinned. "Mr. Stewart? I need you to teach me how to pick locks."

weissguy_ December 30 2006, 06:35:02 UTC

"That's a... a complicated question there. Now why would a ... a woman like you wanna pick locks for and don't kill me for the patronizing attitude because I swear to God it's appropriate for the period," Weiss said, flitting in and out of a bad Jimmy Stewart voice like a suit he wasn't sure looked good on him.

mparkerceo December 30 2006, 06:38:05 UTC

Parker snickered at the Stewart impression, then reached over to grab another handful of popcorn, watching Cary get confused by people thinking he was a secret agent. "Because I need to break into somewhere. And I don't want to hire anyone else to do it. I have to do it myself." She looked over at him, keeping her voice light as she tongued a kernel of popcorn into her mouth. "It's important. Part of that backstory."

weissguy_ December 30 2006, 06:39:40 UTC

"I'm all ears," Weiss said, looking at her to soldier on.

mparkerceo December 30 2006, 06:41:28 UTC

"In a padlocked filing cabinet, in a secret sub-basement, in a highly guarded facility, there is evidence of a crime. And who committed it." Parker took a breath, studying Weiss, trying to gauge how much to hit him with at once. "I want that evidence. Very, very badly."

weissguy_ December 30 2006, 06:44:35 UTC

Weiss looked at her and could see she meant what she said. "Okay. I don't know how much I should ask here, but I think you should tell me what you can."

mparkerceo December 30 2006, 06:48:03 UTC

Parker let out a breath. "So. Um. The facility is the Centre. My dad's company, in Blue Cove. Well, not really his company, it's an international corporation, he's the chairman, but... there's a lot of directors and people in power and... okay, not the point." She regrouped, took a breath. "The evidence is to a murder."

And damnit, she still couldn't just say it. Her throat kept closing up.

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