EPISODE 2, SCENE 1 LUANNE SAT IN THE STEAMING BEAN nursing a coffee and going over her notes on the plane crash at Lizard Head Pass. She'd already filed a straight news story on the crash that took the life of Dolores Thorne. Now she was looking for a follow-up. The community outpouring of shock and sympathy for Dolores had been typical of Telluride. Everyone in town was at the memorial ceremony in Town Park. Dolores had been one of the pioneers in town during the 60's and early 70's, long before the place was discovered. Luanne was thinking there might be a story about Dolores' early days in Telluride. Richard Starbuck walked into the Bean. Luanne hadn't seen him since she'd been back from college. They'd had a brief but very hot moment a year ago before Richard married Shauna Meadows, when Luanne was still at Bennington. She still thought about it, thought about his touch, wondered where he was at now. She was about to find out. Richard brought his coffee over, sat down beside Luanne and kissed her cheek. He smelled nice. "How're you doin', Luanne? I heard you were back in town. You look great." Part of Starbuck's amazing success with women was based on the fact that he really liked them. That, and being a true Aussie rogue, he was impossible to embarrass. "Thanks, Richard." Luanne felt her sexual confidence, acquired through many collegiate liasons, suddenly melting away. She needed to level the playing field. "Read about your big divorce," she said. "Yeah, it was big alright," Richard smiled. "Everything with Shauna was big." He sounded a bit rueful, but Luanne knew he could put that on like an accent. Richard smoothly maneuvered the subject away from his marital woes. "You been up the mountain yet?" Luanne shook her head. "I haven't had time. I've been filing two stories a day." "You're not gonna work on Christmas, are you? How about we go up and ski 6." He smiled. "Like old times." Luanne remembered those. Okay, so he was flirting with her and she was flirting back. Was it real? Or just unfinished business? Put it out of your mind, Luanne, and just go ski.