Sunday, September 23, 2012

INT.  BEDROOM.  SEPTEMBER NIGHT.


                         MIGNON
                        (IN BED)

                               Going out on watermelon is a step 
             up from going out on a red velvet 
             cake or a pumpkin pie, right?

      FINLAY remains curled up, eyes closed, close 
      to Mignon. A beat passes. Eyes still closed, 
      he reaches to touch Mignon's bare arm with 
      an out-stretched paw, as white and weightless 
      as snow. 

      MIGNON sighs "ahhh" and closes her eyes too.


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