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No Time to Cook: Hummus!

July 05, 2005 from Delicious! Delicious! www.deliciousdelicious.com

EXT. TRAILER--SOMEWHERE IN UTAH--EVENING

A truly gorgeous evening in the mountains. Caryn sits on the steps, thumbing through a local paper. Amelia strolls up from a trailer down the row.

AMELIA

I see you made it to Utah.

CARYN

Why is a Civil War movie shooting here anyway?

AMELIA

They needed to simulate the Smokies. When Hollywood thinks of mountains, they think of Sundance. It's the closest to nature they get.

Caryn laughs as the door opens and Mr. R. appears with a napkin tucked in his shirt collar.

MR. R.

Are we back from dinner?

Amelia gives him her most flirtatious smile.

AMELIA

Five more minutes.

Mr. R. nods and goes back inside. Amelia immediately returns to her normal professional self.

AMELIA (CONT'D)

After we wrap, some of the other assistants are coming to my room to hang out. Can you make it this time?

Caryn inadvertently checks the door behind her before responding.

CARYN

Um, I guess so. I mean, sure. Can I bring anything?

AMELIA

Maybe just some dip or something.

CARYN

I make a pretty good hummus.

AMELIA

Oh please, no. Just pick up something at the store. Who has time to cook?

She laughs at the thought and starts down the row again.

AMELIA (CONT'D)

See you later then.

Caryn waves goodbye before going in to assess the damage from dinner.

INT. HOTEL HALLWAY--EARLY MORNING

Caryn tiptoes down the hall carrying a large bowl that has been practically licked clean of the hummus that was in it. When she gets to her door, she unsticks a note taped to it.

NOTE: "Looked for you all night. In the future, please let me know if you are going out. --R"

She carefully replaces the note back on the door and slips inside without a sound.