Oh, YOU’RE back again…
Part 1 of 2
Posted January 25, 2007
Fenchurch: I know I really shouldn’t ask, but – what’s with the wings?
Fabien: I’ve been elected Queen of the Damned for 2007. It happened shortly after I got blown off course on my way to attend to that bit of unfinished business with your Hiro boy.
Fabien: Anyway, I’ll have that to look forward to. *grin* Meantime, I’ve got a new project – remember Yevgeny?
Fenchurch: Yevgeny? What about him?
Fabien: Bringing him here. Auld lang syne and all that. Wouldn’t you like me to work him over? I sure would. He was pretty hot – and you thought so too, don’t deny it!
is so in the past, and it really
doesn’t matter. I don’t think you need to bring him all this way to wham him
Fabien: I won’t be in such a hurry with this one – he was quite the complicated piece of work compared to those two walking sperm banks. Noooo, I’m going to have a little fun with this one, cat-and-mouse him. After all, that’s just what he did to you – to us–
Fenchurch: Don’t do it on my account. Why don’t you go to wherever he is, instead -- I don’t need to see him.
Fabien: That will be part of the fun. He’ll do his little dance around you, make him think he’s got the upper hand again, then I come in and it goes from a waltz to a Watusi. We will run him up the flagpole, and maybe more than once!
Fenchurch: I’m NOT being a party to this! You are on your own. **leaves room**
Fabien: **to self** Oh, but you will be… *grinning* After all, you’re the BAIT!
Oh, YOU’RE back again…, Part 2 of 2
Posted January 25, 2007
Fenchurch: You! What’re you doing here?
Yevgeny: Why so disingenuous – I’m responding to your letter, asking me to come –
Fenchurch: What letter? I never wrote a letter.
Yevgeny: And what is THIS?
Fenchurch: Huhhhh… **scans letter** Dear Yev, I know I broke it off between us, but – I’ve had time to think. No matter what, I can’t get you out of my mind – and what’s more, I MISS you… Please, come visit me – I promise things will be different now. Lonely for you, Fenchurch. So she can do my handwriting – figures.
Yevgeny: Ohhhh – are you developing a split personality, then? I really wouldn’t have thought that, although I was surprised to receive your letter. A rather pleasant surprise… I thought you might come around.
Fenchurch: “Come around”? Noooo, not me. I had quite enough of your head games for this lifetime. A pity there can’t be a neon sign on your forehead warning others about you.
Yevgeny: “Head games”? I’d say it’s a case of that dreary old saying, “the pot calling the kettle black,” wouldn’t you? Still, deep down I thought you were a tease, or at least had potential in that direction.
Winslow: Yev! What the heck are YOU doing here?
Yevgeny: A certain someone SENT me an invitation. *smirk*
Fenchurch: Wasn’t me – it was Fabien.
Winslow: Oh -- !
Yevgeny: And the other personality has a name– I didn’t know you had that much imagination, Fenchurch –
Fenchurch: There’s a lot you didn’t bother to find out about me – but that doesn’t matter now.
Winslow: **to Fenchurch** He doesn’t have a clue what he’s in for, does he, Fen?
Fenchurch: Nooooo… and it doesn’t concern me, either – Yev’s on his own.
Yevgeny: My little tease, what a letdown, after you’ve dragged me all the way here –
Fabien: Hellllloooo, handsome!
Yevgeny: And how much did she promise you to perform this little charade?
Fabien: Oh, THIS is gratis, I assure you. In fact, it is MY pleasure. I’ve been looking forward to this for a long, LONG time!
Yevgeny: Really… **peering into her face** I… see…
We know what’s in store for Yev – or DO we? Meantime, Shulamith becomes restless to get on the road: