Post by paramour on Jul 10, 2014 23:59:58 GMT -5
Dear Fergus,
I just wanted to say hello. After all that happened, with Skye finding out about us, I think you made a wise decision in denying it. I told you that telling her you found a new girlfriend would help alleviate any doubts she had about your denial, although I have to say that actually finding someone to assume the role of your girlfriend, all for appearances in front of Skye, was pure genius. That's what I love about you, Fergus, you are brilliant and charming, and extremely sexy. I wish you were here with me right now-- but I know, we really should keep it low key, lest Skye find out the truth and have a nervous breakdown.
I can see what you mean about her temper and her vulgar mouth. It's going to get her in trouble one of this days, and I am sorry to say that day is Sunday in Green Bay. I promise you I won't hurt her or embarrass her too bad, as I know you still have feelings for her, but you have to understand that I unfortunately do need to make an example of her. I simply cannot have every woman in Ladies All-Star Wrestling who harbors a grudge against me to lash out, tarnish my name, and invade my personal space. I'll beat her, but I'll make it rather painless-- only because you asked me to. I'll even let you select the move that I beat her with.
God, if she only knew how lucky she is to have you as a friend. If she only knew how close she was to being crippled this Sunday, as it is only for you that I will hold back. You are such a dear person. I understand how pathetic Skye is, and how feel the need to protect her like a puppy dog. Its admirable-- just one of the many traits I love about you
Anyway, I will play along with this little charade a little longer, but I do not know how long I can hold out without seeing you again, holding you. I want to scream out to the world that you are mine, but for you, I shall show discretion. Just know that right now I am thinking about you being inside me.
Yours With Passion,
Priscilla
* * *
INT. HOME OF PRISCILLA PRICE - SUNNYSIDE, WASHINGTON - AFTERNOON
PRISCILLA PRICE sits at her desk, putting the finishing touches on her letter. She folds it carefully, places it in the addressed envelope, and seals it. Priscilla puts the envelope in her purse, rises from her seat, grabs her purse, and heads for the front door.
CUT TO:
INT, BARNES AND NOBLES - LATER
A long line of patrons lead to a table. At the table sits PRISCILLA PRICE, along with professional wrestling journalist ROSELYN HAWTHORNE. There is banner beside the table-- a promotion banner for "Memoirs of a Metropolitan Mistress." On the table, beside Priscilla's purse, is a stack of her books.
Priscilla's personality on this afternoon is much more reserved than the manic, raving psychopath that we had previously seen inside of her locker room, with piercing screams and colorful words for Skye Sparks. Her medications, which are overseen and managed by Marty Sunshine, Esq., seem to be doing the job.
As Priscilla and Roselyn carry on their conversation, Priscilla signs away for the seemingly never-ending line.
Roselyn picks up one of Priscilla's books.
As Priscilla listens, she signs another book for a young woman, who is not smiling. As Priscilla hands the book back to her, the woman spits in Priscilla's face, and then storms off.
Priscilla calmly wipes the spit from her face.
Priscilla signs another book. This time for a young gentleman. As she signs it, he holds his hand to his hear and mouth like a telephone, and mouths the words "call me" to Priscilla.
Priscilla smiles, and mouths the word "okay" back.
As Roselyn asks the question, Priscilla's cell phone rings. She reaches into her purse and pull it out, and quickly answers it. In pulling out the cell phone, the the envelope with the letter that Priscilla wrote earlier in the day falls out of her purse, onto the floor-- something that her interviewer is quick to notice, but fails to mention.
Priscilla cups the phone for a moment to answer Roselyn's question.
With that, Priscilla grabs her purse and walks away.
FADE TO BLACK
I just wanted to say hello. After all that happened, with Skye finding out about us, I think you made a wise decision in denying it. I told you that telling her you found a new girlfriend would help alleviate any doubts she had about your denial, although I have to say that actually finding someone to assume the role of your girlfriend, all for appearances in front of Skye, was pure genius. That's what I love about you, Fergus, you are brilliant and charming, and extremely sexy. I wish you were here with me right now-- but I know, we really should keep it low key, lest Skye find out the truth and have a nervous breakdown.
I can see what you mean about her temper and her vulgar mouth. It's going to get her in trouble one of this days, and I am sorry to say that day is Sunday in Green Bay. I promise you I won't hurt her or embarrass her too bad, as I know you still have feelings for her, but you have to understand that I unfortunately do need to make an example of her. I simply cannot have every woman in Ladies All-Star Wrestling who harbors a grudge against me to lash out, tarnish my name, and invade my personal space. I'll beat her, but I'll make it rather painless-- only because you asked me to. I'll even let you select the move that I beat her with.
God, if she only knew how lucky she is to have you as a friend. If she only knew how close she was to being crippled this Sunday, as it is only for you that I will hold back. You are such a dear person. I understand how pathetic Skye is, and how feel the need to protect her like a puppy dog. Its admirable-- just one of the many traits I love about you
Anyway, I will play along with this little charade a little longer, but I do not know how long I can hold out without seeing you again, holding you. I want to scream out to the world that you are mine, but for you, I shall show discretion. Just know that right now I am thinking about you being inside me.
Yours With Passion,
Priscilla
* * *
INT. HOME OF PRISCILLA PRICE - SUNNYSIDE, WASHINGTON - AFTERNOON
PRISCILLA PRICE sits at her desk, putting the finishing touches on her letter. She folds it carefully, places it in the addressed envelope, and seals it. Priscilla puts the envelope in her purse, rises from her seat, grabs her purse, and heads for the front door.
CUT TO:
INT, BARNES AND NOBLES - LATER
A long line of patrons lead to a table. At the table sits PRISCILLA PRICE, along with professional wrestling journalist ROSELYN HAWTHORNE. There is banner beside the table-- a promotion banner for "Memoirs of a Metropolitan Mistress." On the table, beside Priscilla's purse, is a stack of her books.
Priscilla's personality on this afternoon is much more reserved than the manic, raving psychopath that we had previously seen inside of her locker room, with piercing screams and colorful words for Skye Sparks. Her medications, which are overseen and managed by Marty Sunshine, Esq., seem to be doing the job.
As Priscilla and Roselyn carry on their conversation, Priscilla signs away for the seemingly never-ending line.
ROSELYN
So Priscilla, I have to ask you, what is really
going on with you and Fergus Callaghan?
going on with you and Fergus Callaghan?
PRISCILLA
Roselyn, a girl doesn't kiss and tell.
ROSELYN
Priscilla, cut the crap--
Roselyn picks up one of Priscilla's books.
ROSELYN
I'm holding 360 pages of kissing and telling.
Don't tell me you don't kiss and tell.
Don't tell me you don't kiss and tell.
PRISCILLA
I'm trying to put that part of my life behind me.
Besides, you're a wrestling journalist-- you don't
write for Cosmo or People. Ask me some wrestling questions.
Besides, you're a wrestling journalist-- you don't
write for Cosmo or People. Ask me some wrestling questions.
ROSELYN
I would love to ask you several questions about
your match this weekend with Miss Sparks, it's just
that with all of the controversy you cause with your
outburst at the gym, it has added a new weight to
this match that I think the public wants to hear about.
your match this weekend with Miss Sparks, it's just
that with all of the controversy you cause with your
outburst at the gym, it has added a new weight to
this match that I think the public wants to hear about.
As Priscilla listens, she signs another book for a young woman, who is not smiling. As Priscilla hands the book back to her, the woman spits in Priscilla's face, and then storms off.
Priscilla calmly wipes the spit from her face.
ROSELYN
Oh my God, are you okay?
PRISCILLA
Just another day on the job, I'm afraid.
ROSELYN
Does that happen a lot?
PRISCILLA
More often than I'd care to admit.
Now what was your question?
Now what was your question?
ROSELYN
Just tell us-- tell us what that outburst in your
gym was all about? Are you really having a
relationship with Fergus Callaghan, or is this
all just some ploy to get under Skye Sparks skin?
gym was all about? Are you really having a
relationship with Fergus Callaghan, or is this
all just some ploy to get under Skye Sparks skin?
PRISCILLA
I think that's a question better left for Skye,
or Fergus for that matter. She seems convinced
that there is nothing going on, and lets face it, no
matter what I say, nobody is going to believe me.
or Fergus for that matter. She seems convinced
that there is nothing going on, and lets face it, no
matter what I say, nobody is going to believe me.
Priscilla smiles, and mouths the word "okay" back.
ROSELYN
Well, whether you intended it or not, you
have managed to get under Skye Sparks's skin.
have managed to get under Skye Sparks's skin.
PRISCILLA
Well that is unfortunate because unlike Skye
Sparks, who insists she has never heard of me
before, I am quite familiar with her. And one
thing I know for certain, in watching her library
of matches, is that when she loses focus, she is
done. Take her match with Morgan Alveretz. It only
took a moment of lost focus, going for her finisher
prematurely, and Skye was done. Or take her match
with The Doc-- she gets into an argument with
the ref and gets scooped up. It's a shame, you know?
Sparks, who insists she has never heard of me
before, I am quite familiar with her. And one
thing I know for certain, in watching her library
of matches, is that when she loses focus, she is
done. Take her match with Morgan Alveretz. It only
took a moment of lost focus, going for her finisher
prematurely, and Skye was done. Or take her match
with The Doc-- she gets into an argument with
the ref and gets scooped up. It's a shame, you know?
ROSELYN
What's a shame?
As Roselyn asks the question, Priscilla's cell phone rings. She reaches into her purse and pull it out, and quickly answers it. In pulling out the cell phone, the the envelope with the letter that Priscilla wrote earlier in the day falls out of her purse, onto the floor-- something that her interviewer is quick to notice, but fails to mention.
Priscilla cups the phone for a moment to answer Roselyn's question.
PRISCILLA
It's a shame that Skye Sparks has so much going
on to take away her focus-- I would love to have
faced her when she has a clear head. But I guess you
take 'em how you find 'em. Now if you would excuse me,
I have to run.
on to take away her focus-- I would love to have
faced her when she has a clear head. But I guess you
take 'em how you find 'em. Now if you would excuse me,
I have to run.
With that, Priscilla grabs her purse and walks away.
FADE TO BLACK