Something Borrowed Page #5
She is safe.
Kat closes her eyes as the plane levels off, then peeks over
at Nick, who’s calmly staring out the window. She closes her
eyes again, this time for good.
EXT. LONDON - ESTABLISHING - DAY
Nick and Kat wait at the baggage claim. She looks at his
tie, then down at her dress. They are the exact same color.
KAT:
(concerned)
Please tell me you’re not wearing
that tonight.
Her dress is indeed the exact same color as Nick’s tie.
KAT:
It’s no big deal. Really. It just
looks like a tailor cut off a yard
of my dress and made your tie out
of it.
Nick doesn’t get it. He heaves one of Kat’s suitcases onto a
trolley full of matching suitcases.
KAT (CONT’D)
Don’t get me wrong, matching’s
fine. It’s “matchy matchy” you’ve
got to watch out for.
(re:
outfits)This is matchy-matchy.
Nick, amused, tugs the last of the bags off the carousel and
adds it to a pile of what appears to be an entire floor model
of matching luggage.
NICK:
You think we look like we’re trying
too hard.
KAT:
Exactly. I want us to look like we
fit, but not like we’re trying too
hard to look like we fit.
(beat)
It’s welcome cocktails, not prom.
With this level of matchy-matchy, we
should be drinking peach schnapps
under a bleacher somewhere.
Nick laughs at Kat. Then fixes her with an intense stare.
NICK:
I’ll teach you a trick. If you
look people in the eye, they’ll
never even notice what you have on.
Kat, overwhelmed by his charisma, is mesmerized.
NICK (CONT’D)
What color are my shoes?
KAT:
(dreamily)
You have feet?
Nick smiles sweetly and touches her cheek.
EXT. COUNTRYSIDE - OUTSIDE LONDON - DAY
The Heathrow Express thunders towards London.
INT. HEATHROW EXPRESS - [MOVING] - DAY
Nick stands by the W.C., flipping through Cosmo. He can do
that without looking gay. He talks to Kat through the door.
NICK:
I understand how important this is
to you, but you’re a beautiful
woman and you’ve got everything in
couldn’t care less what you have
on.
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