Oct 15, 2002 21:42
Cut to:
INT. DAY. SHOW ROOM.
The place is completely re-painted and now decorated with holiday lights and a bevy of framed and unframed photographs.
DANIEL is hanging a picture of a girl whom we recognize as the girl dancing near Kristofer earlier.
He steps back to examine its placing.
He sighs and looks around.
There is a knock at the door.
Daniel moves to it as CHRISTINE lets herself in.
CHRISTINESo he does live. What gives? A week and two days. No call, no show. That's grounds for termination.
DANIELSorry. I was just -- busy.
Christine looks around.
CHRISTINEThis is fabulous, D. Damn. How'd you get all these photos from Kristofer?
DANIELEh. i stole 'em. I took a few each time I stayed the night. And, well. I know where his spare key is and he hasn't been home much lately....
CHRISTINEYeah.
DANIELYeah. I figured he was visiting his mom or something for the holidays. So....
Christine looks down but quickly brightens and looks back to Daniel.
CHRISTINEWell, Nik and I have been busy too.
She produces a flier for Kristofer's art show.
DANIELDamn. Wow. Thank you.
CHRISTINEWell, you know. It's three weeks away. We should start letting people know.
-beat-
Have you told Kristofer yet?
DAniel is examining the flier.
DANIELNo. I haven't talked to him.
-beat-
I figured I'd tell him tonight at the Vault. I mean. It's New Year's. Kiss. Art show. The works.
Daniel smiles. Christine smiles back weakly.
DANIELIs everything alright?
CHRISTINEHuh? Oh. Yeah. Things are -- things are fine.
-beat-
Are you sure you're alright?
DANIELBlack hair, red highlights, and a size five.
Christine smiles.
DANIELDo you wanna grab food?
He turns off the overhead lights. The holiday lights glow red.
DANIELMy treat.