It's getting late and the crowd at KAMA is thinning out. Tabitha and her new "friend" are still chatting at their table. Lavelle and Newsome are still talking and...
Newsome: Ha, ha, ha! Girl you are hilarious! You've got me on the jokes. I don't want to cross you, you know how to rag on a fool!
Lavelle: Hey, I wasn't brought up in a easy part of Cravencrest! We used to have raggin' contest! Full of yo' mama jokes and all that! Either you were jokin' or fightin'!
Newsome: An around the way girl huh?
Lavelle: Something like that. Well, it's been nice hanging with you Newsome. I think I need to signal my girl and head out.
Newsome: Curfew already?
Lavelle: No Mr. Smartass! We are actually having a girl's weekend. So, we're headed back to our suite at the "W".
Newsome gets up from his seat and walks behind Lavelle. He picks up her jacket from the back of her chair. He holds it out for her to put on. Lavelle sits there for a moment feeling flattered and surprised.
Lavelle: Thank you Newsome. Good luck with everything.
Newsome: No, thank you Lavelle. You're a class act.
********************
Tasha is sitting in the waiting room at her mother's doctor's office waiting for her mom to come out of her appointment. She is checking her FB page on her cell phone and reading all of her wall posts.
Tasha thinks: I really wish Wesley would stop sending me these messages! He made his choice!
Rose: I swear if that phone is more attached to your hand than your fingers are! Have mercy lord!
Tasha: Hey mama. How did it go?
Rose: Well, I've got diabetes and my pressure is low.
Tasha: See mama! That's why I told you that going to those old country doctors wasn't a good idea! It took us coming up here for them to properly diagnose you.
Rose: Hush child. I been known I had sugar. I didn't know about my pressure though. And anyway, Dr. Brooks is a good doctor. They did the MRIs and everything.
Tasha: First of all mama, they probably did those MRIs to get the extra insurance money. Second of all, what do you mean you knew you had sugar? Why didn't you tell Arronette, Lavinia me or Corrine?
Rose: 'Cause y'all worry too much and Jesus said by his stripes I am healed! I'm not trying to sit around and have y'all watching what I eat and what I do! Now, the doctor done gave me these prescriptions and told me to come back in a week. So, calm down and let's go get some food.
Tasha: Oh, mama! You're a trip! But, I love you.
Rose: Love you too baby. Now, c'mon.
********************
Lavelle and Tabitha are sitting in their hotel suite eating fruit and drinking wine.
Tabitha: His name is Hunter.
Lavelle: Hunter? Girl, he looked light skinned but, is he White?
Tabitha: Yes he was! Girl I'm gonna be getting my swirl on! Haaaaaay!
They high five.
Lavelle: Well you definitely looked like you enjoyed yourself.
Tabitha: So did you!
Lavelle: You know what? I can't lie, I did! His name is Newsome and he is eloquent and centered and divorced.
Lavelle's phone rings.
Kendrick: Hey when you comin' home?
Lavelle: Monday.
Kendrick: Monday! My mama just dropped off the twins and I thought you were coming home. What are we going to eat Velle?
Lavelle: Go out or order take out. I need a break Kendrick. I told you I was leaving for the weekend, you didn't listen. They're your children too...do what you can and I'll see you Monday.
Kendrick: Whatever, just be back Monday morning because I've got a board meeting at 10:30am and I need to prepare.
Lavelle: I'll be there when I get there.
Lavelle hangs up the phone and there is a knock at the door. Tabitha answers the door and there is a book of jokes with a note on top of it sitting on a platter.
Tabitha reads the note out loud: "Guess I should have told you that I manage this hotel. Anyway, have a joke or two on me. Goodnight, Newsome"
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Thursday, December 9, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
There is Nothing Cookie Cutter About You...
Valencia: Go ahead and do it! I know all about how you were trying to extort money from Marlon and Ashlyn and how you and Gabrielle Silver have some sort of backdoor dealings with that record label. I will put your ass on display for the entire world to see!
Patrick is shocked that mild mannered Valencia has asserted herself in this way. He takes a deep breath and walks up within inches of her face.
Patrick: I do have feelings for you, you know.
Valencia: Patrick, you don’t feel. You hurt, you take, you use and repeat. I should have NEVER allowed you to use me as a pawn. So, go ahead and do what you have to do…and I’ll do the same.
Patrick: There was a spark between us at one time and I thought that you loved me. You hurt, took, used and betrayed me!
Valencia: Patrick, the only reason I'm here is because Drexel received that letter from you. You sent that letter because you wanted the inheritance from your grandmother. You knew that I was pregnant and that we had been intimate. You preyed on me and I foolishly allowed it!
Valencia grabs her purse and walks away. Patrick suddenly realizes that he has been more open with Valencia than anyone in his life. He thinks that for the first time that he can be hurt by someone.
Patrick screams...
Patrick: If you tell any of my business I swear I'll kill you!
********************
The door opens and Justice walks in.
Justice: Oh my God bae…my momma told me you were…
Aletha: Are you serious? What are you doing here?
Justice gives Aletha an ice cold stare and turns toward Peyton.
Justice: I'm here to check on Peyton and show her that I care. Peyton, I just got back from Tunisia and my mom told me about your accident. I rushed right over as soon as I heard...I'm so sorry.
Peyton: Thank you Justice...that's very sweet. I feel like the accident was just yesterday. I don't feel like I've been in a coma for two weeks. I'm doing good though. How was Africa?
Aletha grows impatient and interrupts their conversation.
Aletha: Peyton baby, I'm going to get something from Starbucks and return a few e-mails. When I come back, i trust that you'll be gone Armistice.
Justice: That's Justice, Arnetha.
Petyon: C'mon y'all! I'm too tired for this mess! I'll see you later baby, I was just getting ready to tell Justice that my last name is changing.
Feeling validated, Aletha smiles at Peyton and walks out of the room.
********************
Lavelle and Tabitha are at KAMA for Sushi and Sake Saturdays.
Tabitha: Girl! I can't believe I got you out the house! Lawd Jesus in the mornin'!
Lavelle: You are a hot mess! I'm glad I came. I needed this.
Tabitha: I see what I need standing over at the bar! Damn! Where did he get all that fine from?
Lavelle: "He get it from his momma!"
Tabitha: See uh, uh, what you're not going to do is be gettin' drunk and quoting rap songs!
Lavelle: Drunk? Me? No. I just know how to have a great time! I'll prove it.
Lavelle gets up from the table and walks toward the bar. Tabitha is whispering "come back"!
Lavell: Excuse me sir, my companion and I couldn't help but, to notice how handsome you are. How are you this evening?
Newsome: I'm well and you?
Lavelle: I'm fine. I just had to come over and introduce myself. I'm Lavelle.
Newsome: I'm Newsome. Have a seat, let me buy you a drink.
Lavelle: Well, I left my girl over there...
Newsome: Looks like she's got company.
Lavelle looks back at Tabitha. She is sitting talking to a guy.
Lavelle: Well, looks like you're right. I'll have a pineapple and vodka thanks.
Newsome: So, let me guess, stressed out wife and mom comes out with her girl for some fun on the town...right?
Lavelle: Damn! You're good!
She looks down and smiles swirling the ice in her drink.
Newsome: You're wearing your wedding ring.
Lavelle: So I am. Yes, I am a mother of twins, I operate a home based business and I'm a wife. So, yeah, I needed a little air tonight. What about you?
Newsome: I'm here celebrating my divorce.
He lets out a long sigh.
Newsome: Sixteen long years...done.
Lavelle: Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
Newsome: Don't be. She neglected me and our marriage fell apart. We tried to repair it but, it was too far gone. We're both happier now, I guess.
Lavelle: You guess?
Newsome: No, actually I'm sure. She's a good woman and mother. She's just not the one for me. I need a woman that will allow me to take care of her and be willing to reciprocate. Here I am getting all heavy. Let's lighten the mood. Let's talk about you. Tell me everything.
Lavelle: Well, I own an event planning business called Save the Wait and I'm a stay a home mom that juggles everything that comes along with that. My husband and I have been married for 12 years and we have both lived here all our lives. Guess I'm a cookie cutter, all American girl.
Newsome: If you don't mind me saying, there is nothing cookie cutter about you.
Lavelle blushes.
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Patrick is shocked that mild mannered Valencia has asserted herself in this way. He takes a deep breath and walks up within inches of her face.
Patrick: I do have feelings for you, you know.
Valencia: Patrick, you don’t feel. You hurt, you take, you use and repeat. I should have NEVER allowed you to use me as a pawn. So, go ahead and do what you have to do…and I’ll do the same.
Patrick: There was a spark between us at one time and I thought that you loved me. You hurt, took, used and betrayed me!
Valencia: Patrick, the only reason I'm here is because Drexel received that letter from you. You sent that letter because you wanted the inheritance from your grandmother. You knew that I was pregnant and that we had been intimate. You preyed on me and I foolishly allowed it!
Valencia grabs her purse and walks away. Patrick suddenly realizes that he has been more open with Valencia than anyone in his life. He thinks that for the first time that he can be hurt by someone.
Patrick screams...
Patrick: If you tell any of my business I swear I'll kill you!
********************
The door opens and Justice walks in.
Justice: Oh my God bae…my momma told me you were…
Aletha: Are you serious? What are you doing here?
Justice gives Aletha an ice cold stare and turns toward Peyton.
Justice: I'm here to check on Peyton and show her that I care. Peyton, I just got back from Tunisia and my mom told me about your accident. I rushed right over as soon as I heard...I'm so sorry.
Peyton: Thank you Justice...that's very sweet. I feel like the accident was just yesterday. I don't feel like I've been in a coma for two weeks. I'm doing good though. How was Africa?
Aletha grows impatient and interrupts their conversation.
Aletha: Peyton baby, I'm going to get something from Starbucks and return a few e-mails. When I come back, i trust that you'll be gone Armistice.
Justice: That's Justice, Arnetha.
Petyon: C'mon y'all! I'm too tired for this mess! I'll see you later baby, I was just getting ready to tell Justice that my last name is changing.
Feeling validated, Aletha smiles at Peyton and walks out of the room.
********************
Lavelle and Tabitha are at KAMA for Sushi and Sake Saturdays.
Tabitha: Girl! I can't believe I got you out the house! Lawd Jesus in the mornin'!
Lavelle: You are a hot mess! I'm glad I came. I needed this.
Tabitha: I see what I need standing over at the bar! Damn! Where did he get all that fine from?
Lavelle: "He get it from his momma!"
Tabitha: See uh, uh, what you're not going to do is be gettin' drunk and quoting rap songs!
Lavelle: Drunk? Me? No. I just know how to have a great time! I'll prove it.
Lavelle gets up from the table and walks toward the bar. Tabitha is whispering "come back"!
Lavell: Excuse me sir, my companion and I couldn't help but, to notice how handsome you are. How are you this evening?
Newsome: I'm well and you?
Lavelle: I'm fine. I just had to come over and introduce myself. I'm Lavelle.
Newsome: I'm Newsome. Have a seat, let me buy you a drink.
Lavelle: Well, I left my girl over there...
Newsome: Looks like she's got company.
Lavelle looks back at Tabitha. She is sitting talking to a guy.
Lavelle: Well, looks like you're right. I'll have a pineapple and vodka thanks.
Newsome: So, let me guess, stressed out wife and mom comes out with her girl for some fun on the town...right?
Lavelle: Damn! You're good!
She looks down and smiles swirling the ice in her drink.
Newsome: You're wearing your wedding ring.
Lavelle: So I am. Yes, I am a mother of twins, I operate a home based business and I'm a wife. So, yeah, I needed a little air tonight. What about you?
Newsome: I'm here celebrating my divorce.
He lets out a long sigh.
Newsome: Sixteen long years...done.
Lavelle: Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
Newsome: Don't be. She neglected me and our marriage fell apart. We tried to repair it but, it was too far gone. We're both happier now, I guess.
Lavelle: You guess?
Newsome: No, actually I'm sure. She's a good woman and mother. She's just not the one for me. I need a woman that will allow me to take care of her and be willing to reciprocate. Here I am getting all heavy. Let's lighten the mood. Let's talk about you. Tell me everything.
Lavelle: Well, I own an event planning business called Save the Wait and I'm a stay a home mom that juggles everything that comes along with that. My husband and I have been married for 12 years and we have both lived here all our lives. Guess I'm a cookie cutter, all American girl.
Newsome: If you don't mind me saying, there is nothing cookie cutter about you.
Lavelle blushes.
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