(By the way, it's Switz here, I just, you know, changed my username.)
Summary: Four takes, one girl, and twenty-nine red carpet events. Love - onscreen and off, as seen by Grant Quinnly. For The Epic Challenge. AU. Grant/Bex.
"Grant. You need a girl."
Five words that started it all.
"What? What're you talking about Solomon? I have girls knocking on my door all the time."
"Yes, but you need a girl. The Girl."
"When was the last time you had a girlfriend, kid?"
"Abby, come on, you know I was just in a relationship with those brunette twins that were supposedly adopted by Brangelina."
"That's not a relationship, Quinnly."
"Oh, and you and Joe flirting constantly but not actually doing it is?"
"Grant. Don't talk to your publicist like that."
"Come on, Joe! Why don't you just get with her already?"
"That's not the point, Grant."
Four chances to get it right.
"Listen, kid, you have four upcoming movies to shoot in the next year. Go and bag one of those chicks and then take her to all of your premieres."
"Why?"
"Grant, right now, the paps see you as some kind of slut because for the past fourteen movie premieres, you've taken a different girl. Each time."
"Joe's right Quinnly. But the actual label is man whore."
"Guy prostitute."
"Sexy stripper."
"Grant the-"
"Hey! Can we stop talking about my love life-"
"Or lack thereof-"
"-now?"
Three people helping him destroy his playboy ways.
"You need to woo her."
"What does that even mean, Tina?"
"She means, like, do stuff to her."
"Oh, Anna, babe, I think you know the things I can do to her."
"No, pervert. She means do stuff for her."
"Like...?"
"Like serenade her or something."
"And serenade means?"
"Okay, you know what, girls? I think Grant here needs some advice from his best friend. Now show me your smirk, Grant. Chicks eat that shit up."
Two tie choices.
"Dude, does this tie make me look fat?"
"Do the bowtie. Wait, I didn't mean it like that. Wear the bowtie."
"Uh, I'm not gay. I think I'll stick to the tie-tie."
"James Bond pulled off the bowtie."
"Quinnly, Grant Quinnly. Yeah, that could work."
One girl.
"Do you think you'd maybe, you know, go out with me?"
"Actually, I think that maybe you're a man whore-"
"And a slut and a guy prostitute and a sexy stripper, I know."
"What?"
"What? Huh?"
"You aren't my type, Gabe."
"It's Grant."
"That's what I said."
"Hold on- did you just say I'm not your type? Babe, I'm everyone's type."
"Bye, Gabe."
"It's Grant."
"That's what I said."
"Wait, do you have a boyfriend? Maybe I should've asked you that first?"
Scene One, Take Four
coming soon to a computer near you.
A walk in the park: Hi! So, I'm back. And, you know, just to note (again), it's Switz here and I changed my username to theycallherkaush, but, you know, I'll always be Switz. Anyways. For Kiwi's epic challenge - the smaller canon. If you haven't noticed: Grant's a movie star. Also, thanks goes out to Malli/WeirdButAwesome for editing. Well, sort of. Oh, and just so you know, the trailer was written and re-written four times. But I think I got it right? Whatever. Review, yeah? Because I actually do have most of the first chapter written. And I will post it. If you review. Okay, bye.