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Oops, Deviled Eggs!

March 30, 2005 from Delicious! Delicious! www.deliciousdelicious.com

INT. MR. R'S MANSION--KITCHEN--MORNING

Caryn comes in with a dozen plastic grocery bags cutting into her arms, only to find Miss A. picking at a bowl of grapes.

MISS A.

Hey! I've been waiting for you.

Caryn takes the refrigerated items out of the bags first.

CARYN

Am I late?

MISS A.

No, I just wanted to ask you if you could make some hors d'oeuvres for me and my girlfriends this afternoon. They're visiting from New York and we're gonna hang by the pool.

Caryn takes in this ball of energy before her.

CARYN

Sure. No problem.

Miss A. beams.

MISS A.

Thanks so much. We really appreciate it.

Caryn opens the fridge to find a giant bowl of badly decorated Easter eggs filling the top shelf.

MISS A. (CONT'D)

We dyed eggs this weekend! Aren't they cute?

She doesn't wait for an answer as she heads out the door with the grapes. Caryn tries to maneuver her groceries around the ridiculously large bowl of eggs.

EXT. MR. R'S MANSION--SUNDECK--LATER

Miss A. chatters away in the warmth of the sun, barely covered by her tiny, string bikini. Her GIRLFRIENDS also wear bikinis of equal size, but by contrast, look a little cold. Caryn steps out onto the deck with trays of hors d'oeuvres and a pitcher of orange-cucumber water.

MISS A

He really wants to take another movie right away. And we're both up for this one comedy where we would play opposite each other.

FRIEND

Fabulous! You two would make such a fun couple.

Caryn rolls her eyes as she arranges a table behind the girls. Miss A. basks in the attention of her friends.

MISS A.

We do have a lot of fun together. Oh! Caryn, where are those Easter eggs we dyed? I want to show my girlfriends.

Caryn looks at the table in horror. Before her, a tray of fresh, deviled eggs stare back. Miss A. hops up from her chair.

MISS A. (CONT'D)

Nevermind, I'm famished. I'll show them later. Let's eat!