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Season 2: Forties AF - Destiny Calls

Episode Summary

Season 2 will pick of the pieces that Season 1 left behind. Brianna confronts Hope about sleeping with her ex and clashes with her bossy mother and business partner, Jamie. Hope hires a life coach to guide her into her new life. Newly single Chanise has given up on love and tries to avoid her ex-boyfriend Mikal.

Episode Notes

SEASON 2: EPISODE 9  (Destiny Calls) 

Season 2 will pick of the pieces that Season 1 left behind. Brianna confronts Hope about sleeping with her ex and clashes with her bossy mother and business partner, Jamie. Hope hires a life coach to guide her into her new life. Newly single Chanise has given up on love and tries to avoid her ex-boyfriend Mikal.

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Episode Nine: “Destiny Calls” 

                                                                        

SCENE 1

 

INTERCUT HOPE AND BRIANNA - PHONE CALL

 

FX:                                          HOPE SEES JAMIE’S PHONE NUMBER. ANNOYED SHE ANSWERS.

 

HOPE:                                    Jamie, what are you doing calling me?

 

BRIANNA:                             Hope, it’s Brianna. 

 

FX:                                          SILENCE. ALL WE CAN HEAR IS HOPE’S HEARTBEAT

 

BRIANNA:                             (PISSED) You have a real fucking prob….

 

FX:                                          HOPE HANGS UP. DIAL TONE.

 

FADE OUT.

FADE IN:

 

INT./EXT. HOPE’S TOWNHOUSE - LATER

 

FX:                                          BRIANNA BANGING ON HOPE’S DOOR. 

 

BRIANNA:                             (STILL PISSED AND OUT OF BREATH) That’s what we’re doing now? Hanging up the phone like little girls? 

(BEAT) 

I see you looking out of the peephole. Hope! Come out and face me like a real woman! 

 

HOPE:                                    (V.O.) This is happening. Hope what the hell. My best friend is outside ready to kill me. OMG! I can’t believe this! Lord, why! Why!

 

HOPE:                                    (NOT OPENING THE DOOR) Bri, you have every right to be upset. 

(PAUSE)

Just.

(BEAT)

Will you just stop and listen for one minute? Please.

 

HOPE:                                    Aint’ nobody listening to you. (beat) You fucked my man!

 

FX:                                          BRIANNA BANGS ON THE DOOR. 

 

HOPE:                                    Bri, you’re like a sister to me.  I would never intentionally hurt you. You must believe me. 

 

BRIANNA:                             Hope! Open the damn door. 

 

HOPE:                                    You have on Chucks and Oil Olay smeared acrossyour face. I’m not opening this door, unless you can tell me that you won’t swing on me. 

 

BRIANNA:                             If I tell you that I ‘d be lying. 

 

 

BRIANNA:                             Bring your ass out here!!!

 

FX:                                          BRIANNA BANGS ON THE DOOR. 

 

 

BRIANNA:                 (MORE CALM LEANS AGAINST THE DOOR) Hope, you should have told me. I look like a damn fool parading him around everyone. 

 

HOPE:                        If it makes you feel any better, I didn’t tell anyone. Not even Chanise. 

(BEAT) 

I mean, you looked so happy. I couldn’t bring myself to ruin that for you! 

 

BRIANNA:                 FUCKKKKK YOU! You don’t get to decide my happiness!

 

FX:                                          THEN BRIANNA RAMS INTO THE DOOR TRYING TO BREAK IT DOWN AND HURTS HERSELF. 

 

BRIANNA:                             Owwww! Owww! Owww!

 

HOPE:                                    Are you okay? Bri, Bri? Don’t do this. 

 

BRIANNA:                             (MASKING THE PAIN SHE’S IN) Shut up Hope! You’re dead to me. You hear me. Dead! 

 

FADE OUT

 

SCENE 2

 

EXT. POST STATION – MORNING

 

FX:                                          DRIVING UP TO THE POST OFFICE. CARS PULLING UP. HORNS BEEPING. 

 

CHANISE:                             (V.O.) It’s been awkward and a little lonely since Mikal and I broke up. For real though, I spend most of my time avoiding him. One thing for sure is that there are no real rules when it comes to love. None. We’re making this shit up as we go along. 

 

FX:                                          CHANISE BREAKS AND PULLS INTO A PARKING SPACE.

 

CHANISE:                             (V.O.) Let me give this girl back her book. 

 

FX:                                          CHANISE BEEPS HER HORN. 

 

CHANISE:                             BEVERLY! BEVERLY! 

 

FX:                                          GETS OUT OF THE CAR. WALKS OVER TO BEVERLY.

 

BEVERLY:                            Ssssh. Not so loud. 

 

CHANISE:                             Girl, you drinking on the job again? (BEAT) You better chill. Don’t let them catch you. 

 

BEVERLY:                            It was nippy this morning. Just a little something to warm my bones. 

                                                

CHANISE:                             Here you go.

 

FX:                                          CHANISE HANDS BEVERLY THE BOOK. 

 

BEVERLY:                            It didn’t do it for you either? Two of my other homegirls got engaged in three months. 

 

CHANISE:                             It wasn’t all bad. I learned a few things. I can say my favourite rule was Don’t Go Dutch! I been out the dating game for a minute and these chicks out here so thirsty they are taking these men out. But, I hated Don’t Accept a Saturday Date after Wednesday. I mean, who knows what they want to do by Wednesday?

 

BEVERLY:                            You must’ve learned more than a few things. The corners all bent up on my poor book.

 

FX:                                          CHANISE LAUGHS.

 

CHANISE:                             

I should have followed my first thought. No dating men on my work route. (BEAT) 

Mikal and I had an instant connection though. So, I made an exception. Now, look at me ducking and hiding all day trying to avoid seeing him. 

 

BEVERLY:                            That’s good, girl, let him see what he’ s missing. 

 

CHANISE:                             Me, in my sweaty uniform? 

 

BEVERLY:                            Well, I could take the route off your hands for a bit. Just until things die down. 

 

CHANISE:                             I bet you would. 

 

BEVERLY:                            I’m trying help you out. Give you a little break. Annnnd I can do a little snooping in the process. 

 

CHANISE:                             Yeah?

 

BEVERLY:                            I got you. 

(BEAT)

You already know my route is nothing to brag about. 

 

CHANISE:                             Yeah, but I can handle that joint with my eyes closed. 

(BEAT)

Ms. Darnell still alive?

 

BEVERLY:                            Yes and she always good for an oxtail plate. 

 

CHANISE:                             Good ‘ol Mrs. Darnell. 

 

BEVERLY:                            We can start today. Whatcha thinking? Thirty days? 

 

CHANISE:                             I’m down. 

 

FX:                                          THEY HIGH FIVE.

 

BEVERLY:                            She’s all yours. 

 

FX:                                          BEVERLY HANDS HER THE KEYS

 

CHANISE:                             (V.O.) I may need this change of pace more than I think.        

 

FADE OUT

 

                                                            SCENE 3

 

INT. HOPE’S TOWNHOUSE- KITCHEN

 

FX:                                          HOPE MAKES TEA

 

HOPE:                                                (V.O.) Right now, my life is like one bad trip. Brianna hates me. My ex is getting married any day now and I quit my job. I’m starting to feel like a real loser. So, I decided to hire a life coach. At first, it felt weird, but, then I read that a life coach could help me make progress towards what I really want in life and I don’t see any harm in that. (BEAT)

Valerie is her name and it’s hard to believe that anyone can be as sweet as she is. 

(BEAT) 

Sometimes, I find myself staring at her. Her smile never leaves her face. 

(BEAT ) 

If that’s the worst thing about her. I hope it’s contagious. 

(BEAT) 

For the past hour she’s just been chanting affirmations in my ear. So, I figured it was time for a tea break. 

 

FX:                                          HOPE CARRIES THE TRAY INTO THE LIVING ROOM

 

INT. HOPE’S TOWNHOUSE- LIVING ROOM - CONTINOUS 

 

HOPE:                                                I made us some tea.

 

VALERIE THE COACH:                  Hope that is so thoughtful. Thank you. 

 

FX:                                          HOPE SETS TWO MUGS DOWN. VALERIE THE COACH STIRS HER TEA CONTINUOUSLY.

 

VALERIE THE COACH:                 I’m excited to get to know more about you. What do you want to accomplish from this process? 

 

HOPE:                                                I want to see success as a screenwriter. I want to fall in love again. I want to get my friend back.

 

VALERIE THE COACH:                 Hope, what if I told you that you’re already receiving those things. You just need to believe it. (BEAT) Let me hear you say it. 

 

HOPE:                                                (LOW CONFIDENCE) I’m a screenwriter? 

 

VALERIE THE COACH:                 (PUSHES HER) Like you mean it!

 

HOPE:                                                I’m a screenwriter!!

 

VALERIE THE COACH:                 And? 

 

HOPE:                                                Ummmm, who writes and sells her stories for millions of dollars. Brianna misses me too. Not really. She doesn’t, 

VALERIE THE COACH:                 Hope, focus. Inhale and exhale.

 

FX:                                          HOPE INHALES AND EXHALES.

 

VALERIE THE COACH:                 Continue.

 

HOPE:                                                I have a husband that loves me. He’s an attorney, has a six-pack and a nice package. Oh, he’s a people person, who, pampers me, will drink my bath water.

 

VALERIE THE COACH:                 (CUTS HER OFF) Hope, Hope, I said goals. Not fantasies. 

(BEAT) 

How many screenplays have you written? 

 

HOPE:                                                Well. I have tons of ideas. I just haven’t had the time to finish….. 

 

VALERIE THE COACH:                 Stop right there! Hope how do you expect to be this screenwriter you keep harping about, but you’re not putting your muscle into action?

 

HOPE:                                                I quit my job. I must really want it right? I mean, I have all this time to write but sitting down and doing it. Well. This is why I need you.

 

FX:                                          VALERIE STIRS THE TEA AND HOPE IS SILENT. 

 

VALERIE THE COACH:                 Show me your favourite place in here. 

 

FX:                                          THEY GET UP. WALK OVER TO HOPE’S FAVORITE SPOT IN THE KITCHEN BY THE WINDOW

 

 

HOPE:                                                Right here. (BEAT) I like looking out of this window. Sometimes I just sit and think.

 

VALERIE THE COACH:                 I have an idea. Where’s your desk? 

 

HOPE:                                                In my room. 

 

VALERIE THE COACH:                 Let’s go get it. 

 

FX:                                          OPENS DOOR.

 

VALERIE THE COACH:                 Hope.

(TSK TSK) 

No wonder you’re not motivated. Look at this. 

(BEAT)

Let’s take it out of here. We’re going to add it to your favourite place. Grab the other end,

 

FX:                                          THEY PICK IT UP AND CARRY IT IN THE ROOM

 

VALERIE THE COACH:                 Let’s place it so that you’re sitting in the “power position.” 

(BEAT)

Right over here. 

 

FX:                                          PUT THE DESK DOWN.

 

VALERIE THE COACH:                 That is the furthest spot from the entrance of the room. So that you can see the door when seated.  Take a seat. 

 

VALERIE THE COACH:                 This is where you begin the first steps to manifest your goals. I want to challenge you to write 5 pages per day. Five only no more and no less. Also, I want you to start meditating 20 minutes a day and set check in reminders on your phone. 

 

HOPE:                                                What am I reminding myself about?

 

VALERIE THE COACH:                 To check in with yourself. I want you to stop and then say, self, how am I feeling today? 

(BEAT) 

This gives your thoughts and feelings validation.

 

HOPE:                                                I don’t think I need validation. (BEAT) How was the tea?

 

VALERIE THE COACH:                 It was okay. 

 

HOPE:                                                Just, okay?

 

FADE OUT

 

SCENE 4

INT. VIVA SOSA SALON

 

FX:                                          IT’S BUSY. THE SALON IS BUSTLING

 

RECEPTION:                        Formerly Vivan Sosa Salon

 

INT. PRIVATE OFFICE – CONTINUOUS 

 

FX:                                          BRIANNA ENTERS THE OFFICE. COUGHING. 

 

BRIANNA:                                         Mom, I asked you not to smoke in here. 

 

DIANA:                                               Darling, did you provide our staff with a discount without my consent?

 

BRIANNA:                                         I had to do something; they were leaving. 

 

DIANA:                                               Then let them. That means they don’t belong. Show them the door. 

 

FX:                                          BRIANNA SPRAYS AIR FRESHNER. 

 

BRIANNA:                                         Respectfully Diana, could you smoke outside. 

 

DIANA:                                               Brianna, when are you going to change the exterior sign. I thought you would have changed it by now. 

 

BRIANNA:                                         I will. (BEAT) I still have to file…

 

DIANA:                                               (INTERRUPTS) Honey, time is money. 

(BEAT) Grab a pen and paper and write this down. 

 

BRIANNA:                             Are you going to be here all day?

 

DIANA:                                   How else would anything get done? 

 

 

FADE OUT

 

SCENE 5

 

 

EXT. NEW POSTAL ROUTE

 

FX:                                          CHANISE IS ON HER TEMPORARY ROUTE AND HER TRUCK STARTS TO PUTTER.

 

CHANISE:                             Aint’ this a bitch.

 

FX:                                          TRUCK BREAKS DOWN

 

CHANISE:                             (V.O.) Just another reflection of how my day has been going. Now, I’m stuck out here on the side of the highway waiting for someone to come get me. Shoot, I have to pee like a motherfucker. 

 

FX:                                          CHANISE GETS IN AND OUT OF THE TRUCK

 

CHANISE:                             (V.O) Damn, I can’t hold it anymore. 

 

FX:                                          CHANISE WALKS TO THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF THE TRUCK AND OPENS THE DOOR.

 

CHANISE:                             I hope no one sees me. 

 

FX:                                          CHANISE SQUATS AND STARTS PISSING. SUDDENLY SHE HEARS A KNOCK ON THE TRUCK HOOD

 

CHANISE:                             Oh shit! 

 

DIAMOND:                            Chanise, I thought that was you. Girl, I pulled over to see if you needed some help. (BEAT) Damn girl, 

 

CHANISE:                             Diamond? Hold on. (BEAT) My truck broke down. 

I couldn’t hold it. 

 

DIAMOND:                            You should have called me. Victor and I moved a few weeks back. The other spot got hot. 

(BEAT)

It’s all good. I always keep some baby wipes in my purse. 

 

FX:                                          DIAMOND OPENS HER PURSE.

 

DIAMOND:                            Here you go. 

 

CHANISE:                             Thanks, Girl.

 

DIAMOND:                            I saw Lionel last week. You must be proud of him. 

 

CHANISE:                             I haven’t been keeping up with him like that. 

 

DIAMOND:                            He got him a new whip. A Black Man Working and I heard him telling Victor he’s working with a realtor to buy himself a condo. (BEAT) You must be rubbing off on him. 

 

CHANISE:                             (JEALOUS) Good for him. 

 

DIAMOND:                            What you doing over here anyways? 

 

CHANISE:                             I’m just standing in for a sick friend. It’s temporary. 

 

DIAMOND:                            Oh, because I was getting ready to say. 

 

CHANISE:                             Who’s this realtor? 

 

DIAMOND:                            Why? Are you thinking about moving out of that big house of yours? 

 

CHANISE:                             Maybe. Maybe not.

 

DIAMOND:                            Ummm. Let me see what I can find out. 

 

CHANISE:                             (V.O.) Oh, now Lionel wants to get his shit together. When I was asking him about his plans, he didn’t have any. Suddenly he has big plans. 

 

FADE OUT 

 

SCENE 6

 

INT. REGAL DIANA SALON

 

FX:                                          IT’S BUSY. THE SALON IS BUSTLING

 

RECEPTION:                        Regal Diana.

 

BRIANNA                              (V.O.) What did she just say? 

 

RECEPTION:                        Regal Diana, hold please.

 

BRIANNA;                             (V.O.) I walked in the salon today and it has been completely refurnished. (BEAT) The stylist are wearing gold embellished smocks with the words Regal Diana across them. (BEAT) Construction is going on outside and I didn’t order any of this. 

 

BRIANNA:                             Hey, Nina. Where did you get the new smocks from? 

 

NINA:                                     Ms. Diana gave them to us.

(BEAT) 

She said that the text is real gold ink. Pretty hot, right.

 

BRIANNA:                             Can I see that? 

 

FX:                                          NINA TAKES IT OFF. 

 

BRIANNA:                             I’ll bring it right back. (BEAT) Diana! Diana! 

 

FX:                                          BRIANNA WALKS BRISKLY TO THE BACK OFFICE. SHE ENTERS 

 

BRIANNA:                             Mom, what is this?

 

DIANA:                                   A smock. 

 

BRIANNA:                             And what does it say?

 

DIANA:                                   (CUTS HER OFF) Honey, you didn’t seem to have any interest in renaming the place, so, I took the liberty and thought Regal Diana’s would be fitting.

 

BRIANNA:                             This is what I mean. 

 

DIANA:                                   Don’t worry, everything is going to be great; I even scheduled a naming ceremony. 

 

BRIANNA:                             You didn’t think to talk to me about this beforehand?  

 

DIANA:                                   We did. The other day. 

 

FX:                                          DIANA’S PHONE RINGS. 

 

DIANA:                                   Bri, hold that thought. This is the electrician.I need to answer this.

 

FX:                                          BRIANNA POUTS. DIANA’S ANSWERS. 

 

DIANA:                                   Hello. 

(BEAT) 

Bigger. I want the biggest spotlight you can find. The sign should be lit up like the sun of Gibraltar, just as you lift it to the top of the building. 

 

FX:                                          DIANA’S WALKS OUT. EXIT DOOR. BRIANNA SITS DOWN.

 

BRIANNA:                             (V.O.) I knew I was going to regret this. I knew it. I’m starting to think Diana helped me purchase this place for herself. If she thinks I’m going to be putting in all the work and not have my name somewhere front and center, she has another thing coming. This is my salon. 

 

FX:                                          DIANA’S ENTERS THE OFFICE. 

 

DIANA:                                   Bri, honey can you come hold this chair for the man. I don’t want him to fall, that could be a big nasty lawsuit. I’ll be right back.

 

BRIANNA:                             Where are you going? 

 

DIANA:                                   Where else? I need to get an outfit for the ceremony. (BEAT) 

Honey, you should get one too. 

 

FX:                                          DIANA WALKS OFF.

 

 

BRIANNA:                             Urgggghhhhhhhhh. She’s impossible.     

 

FADE OUT

 

SCENE 7

 

INT. POSTAL CARRIER PLACE

 

FX:                                          CHANISE IS CLOSING DOWN AND ENTERS. 

 

CHANISE:                             (V.O.) I’m exhausted! I almost forgot what it was like to work this hard. I worked 14 hours today. 

(BEAT)

I don’t think I can do this for 30 days. I need my route back. There’s Beverly, let me go talk to her. 

 

BEVERLY:                            Chanise, you’re just getting back? I finished hours ago. Boy it was hot today! 

 

CHANISE:                             Hot as fish grease. I must be at least two shades darker. 

 

BEVERLY:                            You should have called me if you needed some help.

 

CHANISE:                             Girl, your route is rough. I don’t think I can keep up with this mess that’s going on in the Ingles. 

 

BEVERLY:                            Oh, you all bougee now. Can’t handle your folks anymore. (BEAT) They like family. 

 

CHANISE:                             They’re probably missing you. 

 

BEVERLY:                            Well, I’ve been having a blast in Hidden Hills. That guy you told me about that drives the dark purple Ferrari. 

 

CHANISE:                             Matt?

 

BEVERLY:                            Yes! He took me for a spin in his Ferrari and even let me drive it. 

 

CHANISE:                             He let you drive it?

 

BEVERLY:                            That’s not all. Mrs. Thomas gave me a few of her custom cocktail gowns. She said she was holding them for you, but, I told her you wouldn’t mind. Check this out. 

 

FX:                                          BEVERLY PULLS DRESS OUT OF HER BAG. 

 

BEVERLY:                            Mrs. Thomas said she wore this one to the Grammys and guess who she sat next to? Here’s a hint.

 

FX:                                          BEVERLY BUST OUT IN SONG 

 

BEVERLY:                             C

ause you, I 

would

 die for you, yeah.                                              

CHANISE:                             (INTERRUPTS)

I’ve changed my mind. I want my route back.  (Under her breath) Taking my dresses and shit.

 

BEVERLY:                            You said 30 days.

 

CHANISE:                             I did?

 

BEVERLY:                            I know you’re not trying to renege. Chanise, the only thing we have is our word. 

 

CHANISE:                             We didn’t shake on it. 

 

BEVERLY:                            We hi-fived. 

 

CHANISE:                             (V.O.) Damn! We did. 

 

FADE OUT

 

SCENE 8

 

INT. HOPE’S TOWNHOUSE

 

FX:                                          HOPE MEDITATES

 

HOPE:                                                (V.O.) Hmmmmmm. When I started meditating it was scary at first. No joke, I started hearing voices in my head and they weren’t mine. Now I meditate twice per day and things have never been clearer. Having a life coach has really been a head opener. 

 

FX:                                          THE NIGHT WITH BRIANNA PLAYS OVER IN HER HEAD 

 

HOPE:                                                (V.O.) Lately, I can’t stop thinking about Brianna.

 

BRIANNA:                                         (IN HOPES HEAD) Hope you should have told me. 

 

HOPE:                                                (V.O.) I hate that something so stupid has come between us. What happened between Brianna and I would have never happened under different circumstances. If only I could turn back time.

 

FX:                                          CALMING SOUNDS.

 

HOPE:                                                (V.O.) Unfortunately I can’t. Checking in on myself isn’t the easiest thing, especially when all you want to do is check out. So, I called up Chanise and decided to do just that. A girl can’t stir up too much trouble can on one night out.

 

                                                            FADE OUT

 

SCENE 9

 

INT. BLUEBIRD 

 

FX:                                         MUSIC PLAYS AS HOPE AND CHANISE ENTER THE CLUB

 

HOPE:                                    Chanise thanks for driving. 

 

CHANISE:                             Don’t mention it. Bitch, with the kind of week I’ve had, I needed this night out. Switching my route with Beverly was the dumbest idea I’ve ever had. 

(SIGH) 

Just in this past two weeks, I was flashed by some old dude. You should have seen that scraggly thing. It was all hairy. 

 

HOPE:                                    Ewww, gross. 

 

CHANISE:                             I refereed a street fight, witnessed a robbery. Girl, my name is Ben it and I ain’t in it. And smoked a joint with boy young enough to be my damn son. I only hit the bong once. He had some good shit though. A lot can happen in a 15 mile radius. 

 

HOPE:                                    Sounds like a nightmare. (BEAT) Vodka and cranberry please. 

 

FX:                                          POURS DRINKS. 

 

CHANISE:                                         Jack Daniels on ice. (BEAT) And now Beverly is holding my route hostage. She doesn’t want to give it back. I need to figure my way out of this. 

 

HOPE:                                                Well, my life coach Valerie would say you should just take it in stride and find the lesson. 

 

CHANISE:                                         Has that bitch invaded your body? Cause you’ve been quoting her since I picked you up. 

 

HOPE:                                                I wouldn’t call it an invasion. I mean, she’s made a huge impression on me and on my life.

 

CHANISE:                                         I will say, you do look happier. I thought you would be second-guessing quitting your job by now. 

 

HOPE:                                                Nope. I know, I did the right thing. Valerie has showed me that I can will what I want into my life. So, that’s what I’m doing. When I’m around her, I feel like there’s nothing I can’t accomplish. 

 

HOPE:                                                 Chanise, has Bri said anything? I wanted to invite her tonight, but….

 

CHANISE:                                         Not really. 

 

HOPE:                                                You’re lying. 

 

CHANISE:                                         We don’t sit around talking about your ass. 

 

HOPE:                                                I’ve been trying to smooth things over with her. She just completely stopped answering my calls. 

 

CHANISE:                                         I don’t blame her. You left her standing outside your place for 5 hours. You should have faced her. 

 

HOPE:                                                She was going to kick my ass. 

 

CHANISE:                                         Anddd you deserved that ass kicking. 

 

HOPE:                                                Did I? Did I really? I feel like she’s not understanding my side. She’s coming down on me when he clearly was not respecting their relationship and slept around on her. It just happened to be me, but I didn’t know. 

 

FX:                                          CHANISE HEARS HER SONG AND GETS EXCITED. 

 

CHANISE:                                         Okay now! 

 

FX:                                          CHANISE SINGS ALONG

 

CHANISE:                                         Hope, unless you’re about to pull out your credit card and pay me. GIRL. Save that shit for your life coach. (BEAT) 

Let’s get some shots!

 

INT. BLUE BIRD – HOURS LATER

 

FX:                                          MUSIC PLAYS

 

HOPE:                                                (V.O.) (SLURRING) This is one of the best nights I have had in a long time. I know I’ve given my number out at least 10 times. Chanise disappeared on me and I have reached the level of shitface. 

(BEAT) One of the guys I met left and already blowing me up and asking me for a nightcap. I told him I rode with my girl, but, he’s just text me that an uber is waiting outside. Persistence is such a turn on. So, I shared my location with Chanise and was off. YOLO. 

 

FX:                                          NOTIFICATION

 

HOPE:                                                (V.O.) Oh, this is Chanise sending an audio text. 

 

FX:                                          HOPE PLAYS MESSAGE DING

 

 

CHANISE:                                         (PLAYS MESSAGE)  I’ll kick your ass if you ever try to leave like this again. You know the rules. 

 

 

EXT. BLUE BIRD – CONTINUOUS 

 

FX:                                           HOPE RECORDS A MESSAGE

 

 

HOPE:                                                I met this cutie, and he sent an Uber for me.Stay here, I don’t want to mess up your night. 

 

FX:                                          HOPE GETS IN UBER.  HOPE PLAYS MESSAGE

 

CHANISE:                                         Cool. If you feel any bad vibes, leave immediately. Send me his address and text me a picture when you get there. 

 

FX:                                          UBER PULLS OFF

 

FADE OUT