Continued from Working Titles I:4.
[Spot on Jake who is in the audience or on the apron and carrying a sign, “Samantha Cardin.” Sam enters House left or SR, pulling luggage on wheels. There is an instant, nervous attraction.]
Sam: I’m Samantha. Everyone calls me Sam.
Jake: Oh. Hi.
Sam: You must be Charlie.
Sam: Kelly told me so much about you.
Jake: She did? Oh, right. I’m Jake.
Sam: I can call you Jake?
Jake: I mean, I’m not Charlie. He’s my best friend. I’m Jake. Charlie had to work.
Sam: So…where are you taking me?
Jake: Right! Huh.. right. This way.
Sam: So, what do you do Jake?
Jake: I’m a social media developer.
Jake: Yeah. Not as exciting as it sounds. You?
Sam: I’m a model.
Sam: No, no. I just like to say that. I sell women’s clothing. Sometimes they let me model the clothes.
Jake: Oh. Ha. Yeah. That’s cool. That reminds me of that movie about the guy who falls in love with a mannequin.
Sam: Andrew McCarthy!
Jake: You know it? Cool.
Sam: Yeah. What was that movie called?
Jake: Yeah. Man, that seems like such a long time ago. Makes me feel…
Sam: We…won’t talk about that.
Jake: Right. Ha
Sam: Sometimes I feel like that, though.
Jake: What? Old?
Sam: No! Like a mannequin. You know, stuck in one place. Everyone looking at me as though I’m on display, criticizing my wardrobe.
Jake: Wow, sounds like you really needed to get out of Houston.
Sam: San Antonio.
Sam: So, where do you live?
Jake: Oh, uh, about twenty minutes west of here with my…uh…
Jake: Uh, myself. I live alone.
Jake: But, uh, I’m taking you to Charlie’s. That’s where we will be meeting everyone later.
Sam: Oh. I see.
Jake: But we have some time. Have you had lunch?
Sam: It’s 10:00.
Sam: But I am hungry.
Jake: Right. We can have brunch.
Sam: I’d like that.
[Lights up on empty living room.]
[Richard enters from kitchen with plate of cookies and sets them on table next to sofa. He exits right to bedrooms. Jake and Sam enter USC.]
Jake: Welcome to Casa del Charles.
Jake: Let’s see, make yourself at home. Restroom is over there, Charlie has one in his office. Oh, have a cookie. I’ll make some coffee.
Sam: Thanks. [Jake exits to kitchen. Sam sits and breaks open a cookie, takes a bite, then walks about the living room. She then exits to office. ]
Richard: [Enters and sees cookie plate] What the…
Jake: [Entering] I really enjoyed our brunch…
Richard: Easy there big fella. Did you eat my cookie?
Jake: Richard. What are you doing here?
Richard: I live here.
Jake: Where’s Sam?
Richard: Never met him.
Richard: Never met her either. Wait, Charlie’s Sam?
Jake: Uh, Yeah.
Richard: So, you had Sam for brunch, huh.
Jake: I took her to brunch.
Richard: Uh, huh. You took Charlie’s girl to brunch.
Jake: His girl? No.
Richard: You took your best friend’s girl to brunch.
Jake: They’re not…
Richard: And you enjoyed it!
Jake: No! Well…yes. Yes I did. She’s smart. She’s funny. She is gorgeous.
Richard: And she’s Charlie’s…
Jake: Stop saying that!
Richard: You’re married.
Jake: [Beat] I know.
Kelly: [Enters USC] Is she here!
Sam: [Enters] Kelly!? [They scream and embrace]
Kelly: So, how was your flight.
Sam: Nothing special. The arrival was nice.
Richard: You weren’t kidding. She’s a looker.
Kelly: Oh? How?
Charlie: [Enters USC] Hey guys.
Kelly: Charlie! I’d like you to meet Sam.
Sam: Hello Charlie.
Sam: It’s good to meet you Charlie.
Kelly: Charlie? You alright?
Jake: Charlie, I picked Sam up at the airport.
Richard: Remember, Sam from Austin?
Sam: San Antonio, actually.
Charlie: Oh, right! [Chuckles] Sam.
Kelly: I knew you two would hit it off!
Richard: This is going to be good.