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EPISODE
5, SCENE 1
LUANNE ROLLED OVER IN BED as the familiar NPR voice on her clock radio intoned the morning news. She remembered she wasn't alone. Eric Banks was sacked out on the living room couch, firmly ensconced. After their wild tryst on New Year's Eve a week ago, he'd begged her to let him crash at her place for a couple of days. She wanted to say no, their New Year's Night of Love was just a freak event (for her, a retaliatory strike against Starbuck), and let's go back to being friends...but Eric, charming and poverty stricken, just wouldn't make it out the door. Luanne finally caved. Now a couple of days had turned into a week and he'd had all but moved in. Grumbling to herself about the mistakes you make when you need to get laid, Luanne pulled on her robe and shuffled into the kitchen to make coffee. She clanged around with posts and pans. Eric stirred on the living room cough. "Morning, Lu." He was cut, even in the morning when few guys were. Still, it was Starbuck that was in her carnal thoughts, not Eric. "Had a dream about you", he said. "We were boarding down Happy Thoughts together. You were doin' great." "I don't board," she grumbled. "Coffee's on. I'm gonna jump in the shower." "Want some company?" Luanne signaled a definitive Thumbs Down on that as she disappeared into the bedroom again. Eric shrugged, hopeful but hardly disappointed. He was where he wanted to be, he reckoned, or close to it. After their New Year's night of stupendous grindage, he'd been banned from Luanne's bedroom and the favors therein, but at least he wasn't sleeping in his chilly beat-to-hell van. He tugged on his jeans and Gramicci shirt and poured himself coffee. Searching through cupboards for a box of breakfast donuts, Eric pushed aside a fantasy of surprising Luanne in the shower (and being welcomed...) And pondered his big meeting later today. A rep from Plush Snowboards was in town to talk a merchandising deal if Eric finished in the top three at the Dread Prez Shred race on President's Day. He was psyched. With Plush behind him, Eric could leap onto the gravy train of modeling for snow-and-skate clothes and sunglasses, catch big air in the pages of Blunt, and ride a first class ticket to fame and fortune! It was rock star time. Lights, action, shred! |