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INT. ERGANIAN HOUSE - DAY

A GIANT PROJECTION TV --

In a large split-level living room displays a GOLF TOURNAMENT.

WIDE --

Watching from the ultra-comfortable furniture are MIKE

ERGANIAN, a tanned, silver-haired real estate caudillo; bride-

to-be CHRISTINE ERGANIAN, his oldest daughter; and JACK

LOPATE, wearing bowling shirt, shorts and flip-flops.

MRS. ERGANIAN, a warm and elegant housewife, shows Miles

into the room.

MRS. ERGANIAN

Look what the cat dragged!

MILES:

Hi, everybody.

Mr. Erganian and Jack get to their feet and shake hands with

Miles. Jack remains affable, but we can discern his genuine

irritation.

JACK:

About time you got here, bud. Mr.

Prompt.

MR. ERGANIAN

We were thinking maybe you took the

wrong way and went to Tijuana and

they didn't let you back in.

The Erganians laugh. Miles works up a smile too.

MILES:

I had to bribe them.

More lame laughter.

CHRISTINE:

Hey, Miles.

MILES:

(leaning in to kiss

Christine)

Seriously though, the freeway was

unbelievable today. Unbelievable.

Bumper to bumper the whole way. People

getting an early start on the weekend,

I guess. Granted I got a late start,

but still.

Although Mr. Erganian presses MUTE on the remote, he keeps

watching for an extended moment, as do Jack and Miles.

MRS. ERGANIAN

Christine, why don't you ask Miles

about the cake?

CHRISTINE:

Oh, good idea. Here, Miles, come to

the kitchen with me.

JACK:

Don't bother him with that. We got

to get going.

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