Getting Played Page #2

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OK, OK, all right. What else?

Oh, the network keeps calling.

They really want you in a series,

and they will not take no for an answer.

That last script was awful.

Oh, it was horrible.

It was wack. I know.

But this time,

they've got kind of a new concept.

What is it?

They would like for you to play

a recently divorced housewife.

Oh, come on. Two kids... that's it.

How old are the kids?

I'm not trying to look old.

- No!

- Honey, I'm Andrea.

- You are.

- Fabulous, young, fresh, mwah!

- You know what I'm sayin'?

- And it stays that way, OK?

So I'm sure I could get it down to,

what, kindergarten.

OK, well, what about the script?

Mm. It is da bomb.

Oh, it's gonna blow up.

- Really?

- Mm-hmm.

And if this thing

goes into syndication...

oh, you are going to be livin' chilly.

Mm-hmm.

Can I have another drink?

Uh, you better slow down

on the drinks, girlfriend.

That's a margarita, not a slurpee.

Oh, don't worry about me.

It's all gravy.

What is going on with you, though?

Come on, you can tell me.

Oh, look, I am not only your agent.

I am also your sista.

So come on, tell me. What is really,

really, really, really good with ya?

It's just strange that

we're having lunch at this hotel.

Something happened to me here

a few years ago.

- Ha ha.

- Well, what is it?

A few years ago,

I was seeing someone...

and I had this sneaking suspicion

that he was seeing someone else...

- Mm-hmm?

- I just couldn't prove it.

You don't call me like you used to...

- I'm working!

- You're working.

Look, baby, I promise you

that you are the only woman in my life.

I just want you to tell me her name!

Robert, be a man about it

and tell me the truth.

Andrea, I am telling you the truth.

There is no other woman

in my life except you.

I accidentally stumbled

on some incriminating evidence.

Bingo. Gotcha.

Nice to see you.

You, too. You, too.

Thank you. The usual.

Apple martini, bourbon and water.

Up to the room.

On its way.

I'm sorry.

My boyfriend's cheating on me.

Do you understand?

Nice jacket.

So, you just come down from...

You have a guest by the name

of Robert Mitchelson.

Could you please tell me

what room he's in?

Madam, I'm afraid it's hotel policy

never to give out that information.

He's in room 235.

- Room 235.

- Yep.

- Just down there.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

- Mm-hmm.

235. No, wait.

I'm gonna need a key for that room.

Madam, we would never, never...

give out a guest's key

without his permission.

Did you want an extra key with that,

or just the one?

- One will be fine.

- OK.

- There you are.

- Thank you.

- Enjoy your stay.

- Oh, I will.

Room service.

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