Elvira snapped out of her daydream and looked down at the magazine lying in her lap; she turned a few more pages, searching for something decent to read about. It was all the same, just a bunch of boring articles about politics that didn't interest her in the least. She glanced down at her watch, half and hour had passed, someone should be there to pick her up by now. Elvira got out of her chair and threw the magazine down on a table. She put on her sunglasses and sunhat and walked out the door, ready to scold Frank about how late he was.

But when she got outside she was greeted by the most horrific sight she could imagine. Tony Montana and his friend sitting in a hideous Cadillac, waiting for her to finish whatever it was she was doing at her club.

Manny looked up and saw her, then nudged Tony and he too stared up at her. Tony frantically got out of the car and cleared his throat.

"Eyy, Frank got held up at the golf course, so he told me to come pick you up". Elvira looked down coldly at them.

"Uhh, he said he'd meet us at the track later", he reassured her.

"Frank, can't be serious", Elvira thought to herself in utter disbelief. "He couldn't have honestly sent these guys to come pick me up in that-THING?" Elvira studied the car again, nearly having a heart attack at how terribly tacky it looked. "I don't even know what to call it. If this is Frank's idea of a joke…"

The old Cadillac was a sort of butterscotch yellow, with big fins sticking out from the back. The color wasn't terrible, in fact the outside was perfectly adequate to Elvira; the real horror was what was on the inside. The whole interior of the poor car was decked out in-what was it? Ahh, zebra skin. Elvira cringed. The convertible roof was down since it was a sunny day, but she wished they had closed it; if anyone saw her riding around in that monster then she'd be ruined. She spied something hanging from the rear view mirror, was it a little plastic rose? Or a cartoon character? She wasn't sure; she couldn't see it in its full, cheap glory from where she was standing, and she didn't really want to anyway.

Tony looked at his car for a moment, wondering what she was staring at; did it have a scratch on it or something? He looked back up at her and her face still hadn't changed from its distasteful expression.

"He said to bet on Ice Cream in the first, by the way", he added a bit shakily.

Elvira blinked. "In that thing?" she nodded toward the car, "You must be kidding".

"What you talking about? That's a Cadillac", he emphasized the word 'Cadillac', hoping that might make Elvira like it a bit more. Tony turned to his car, and she sensed a bit of hurt in his voice at her insult. So, this wasn't one of Frank's jokes, this was actually the guy's car? And it sounded like he was genuinely fond of the thing too. She really didn't care though; it had to be said sooner or later that no one but him and his friend would, in their right mind, ride in that tacky piece of shit he called a Cadillac.

"I wouldn't be caught dead in that thing", she stated seriously, still staring down at the car in disgust.

"Ahh, come on, baby, you know, I mean it's got a few years…" he sputtered. Manny's couldn't help himself, he let out a snort of laughter and it echoed through the driveway. Elvira raised her brow critically.

"…but it's a cream puff", Tony added in defense for his hideous Cadillac.

Elvira didn't care if he liked the car, or if it was Cadillac, or if it was 'a creampuff", no one should own something that hideous in her opinion. "It looks like somebody's nightmare", she stated bluntly.

Tony just gazed up at her in disbelief, then turned to the car, then turned to Manny and then looked back up at her again. Elvira kept her somber expression, wanting him to get the point that she refused to be taken to a public place in that thing. Manny's lips quivered looking at the two; he tried hardest to suppress another laugh.


After what Elvira said about his car, and since they had time to kill, Tony took her and Manny to an auto dealer for a new car. Looking to impress Elvira he insisted she come in with him and help him pick out a car, one that she would like. She thought he was being a little impulsive but didn't really have a choice whether she wanted to go in or not.

"So, you like this better?" Tony asked, sweeping his hand over a sleek new, silver Porsche.

Elvira held her hands behind her back, grasping her hat and studying the car. She did have to admit it looked better then that thing he called a Cadillac. Manny looked over at her as she remained silent and then replied to Tony, "Yeah, it looks nice".

"It's like one of them tigers-from India", he stated, making his way around the car, his attention totally engrossed in it.

"Tigers?"

"Uh-huh".

"Tigers", Manny repeated stepping over to Elvira. "Crazy guy. You know what he's been doing? Dragging me to the zoo to look at tigers!"

Elvira and Manny looked over at Tony, still admiring the new car, an enamored look creeping onto his face. The car salesman was patiently waiting on the sidelines for him to make an offer.

"He says he's gonna buy one now. You do that, you're not gonna have any friends left…not like you have any now but", He stepped over to the car as well.

Elvira rolled her eyes. This guy was even crazier then Frank for what he wanted to spend his money on. What was the use of having a pet tiger? So he could maul someone? Maybe it was some macho thing, she really didn't know.

"You're gonna like that tiger, man".

"Yeah, I'm sure", was Manny's sarcastic reply.

Tony opened the passenger door and took a peek inside. Elvira raised an amused brow; it was interesting for her to see someone so fascinated by the fact that he had money to blow. It was hard to come by now, what with everybody getting their hands on a little piece of the coke business. But Tony's excitement at his cash would soon pass as well, once he was rolling in it like the rest of Miami.

"You going to drive around with a tiger in your passenger seat, Tony?" she asked wryly.

He looked up at her and shrugged, "Maybe-some lady tiger". He peeked in again and then turned to the salesmen.

"How much?"

"Twenty-three thousand fully equipped".

"That all?" he sounded genuinely surprised as he slammed the car door, moving around to look at the back of the vehicle.

Elvira gave a silent snigger; she had to admit he was quite interesting to watch, especially when he was trying to impress her. Frank didn't really try that hard anymore, since she had pretty much seen it all… although the idea of a tiger was new to her.

"Machine gun turrets are extra", the salesmen joked.

Elvira smirked at his comment.

"Funny guy. Manny, come here".

He walked over to him and Tony immediately started prattling off instructions. "Bullet proof this, okay?" he tapped on the back window. "And this here, and here…and the windows", Tony rapped his fingers all along the car, looking up to flash Elvira a little smile. She rolled her eyes behind her sunglasses.

"Okaayy", he dragged out the word, considering what else he needed for his new car. "-And get me one of them phones, you know? With the-with the scrambler".

"Scrambler", Manny absently repeated toward the salesmen.

"And a radio with the scanners-", Tony opened the door and slowly eased into the seat. "-Pick out flying saucers, stuff like that".

"Don't forget the fog lights", Elvira mentioned sarcastically.

"Ohhh, case I get caught in a swamp-that's a good idea", he shut the door and then honked the horn loudly, a grin spreading across his face.

Elvira jumped at the sudden blare of the horn. Now, she didn't find him so amusing anymore. She twisted her head away from the loud sound of the horn and a scowl formed on her face, her ears began to ring.

"Get out of the way, lady, I'm trying to drive here, man!" he laughed.

She stepped away from the front of the car, walking over towards Manny, a stern expression set. Tony smiled at her out of the window and Manny glanced back and forth between the two.

"I thought you were taking me to Frank", she asked, annoyance creeping into her voice. She was tired of him now; she wanted to go see Frank, she wanted to be around sane people again.

Tony looked up at her, his mouth slightly ajar and then glanced back down at his watch.

"We got an hour-you hungry?" he got out of the car.

Elvira sighed and looked at him squarely. "No-but I'm bored". She turned and began to stroll out of the garage. She'd had enough of his games; she wanted to see Frank now, that's the reason why she went with them in the first place.

"Well, that figures", he muttered to Manny.

Tony turned around and the car salesmen joined them.

"Hey, check it out, Manny ok? Pay the guy-and you take a taxi, meet me at the track, okay? Good doing business with you", he extended his hand out to the salesmen and shook it briefly before running after Elvira.

She was already half way out of the shop when she heard Tony shout behind her. She kept on walking, choosing to ignore him. He was beginning to annoy her now. If he really thought she got in his hideous car and rode in it all this was just so she could spend time with him, then he was obviously mistaken. She went with them because she wanted to see Frank not Tony, Frank. Did he really need her to clarify that for him again, or would he rather just remain ignorant to the fact? She guessed the ignorant option.

He paced along beside her and smiled, "You know I wouldn't buy a car you didn't like?"

Did Tony really think his feeble attempts at flattery would interest her? Or that the fact that he could buy a twenty-three thousand dollar car would impress her? She'd seen all that stuff before, almost a million times, it happened to every fresh face in Miami who dabbled in the coke industry. Why did he think that he would be any different to Elvira? Besides, she already had Frank to buy her nice things, and clearly she didn't intend to change that. Tony was just wasting his time as far as she was concerned.

"Planning on driving the girls crazy, aren't you, Tony?"

"Oh yeah-you know who?" he smirked at her as they left the garage, turning to the back of the parking lot where his Cadillac was hidden.

Tony swooped in and opened the door to the car for her; Elvira coolly sat down, dropping her hat in the back seat and reaching inside her purse.

"And what would Frank say?"

Tony walked around the car and called, "I like Frank…only I like you better".

Her hands felt the small coke vile she had hidden in her purse. Elvira pulled it out, peeked around to make sure no one was watching, and then took a casual hit in one nostril, then the other. The driver's door slammed as Tony got in the car. He looked over at her, slightly amused by how she was snorting the coke calmly up her nose, then putting a small dab on her tongue and swallowing.

She could feel it now, coursing through her blood stream, that familiar amazing feeling. Her mood seemed to soar, Elvira felt like she could do anything; now she could stand spending the rest of the hour with Tony. She sighed calmly and then heard his voice.

"Got some for me?"

She peered over at him for a second then replied, "Sure". Elvira looked around, took one last hit and then handed the vial over to Tony. He took it from her and looked around too, not wanting someone to spot them. After a minute she could hear him sniff the white stuff up one nostril, then the other. She leaned up to the rearview mirror and began casually fixing her hair, ignoring the snorting sounds coming from the driver's seat. She looked back at him; he was finished, wiping some excess coke off his nose. Tony handed her the vial, she took it and slipped it back into her bag, like it had never been out in the first place.

Elvira leaned back, resting her head on the seat and closed her eyes for a moment. She always felt amazing after taking a hit of cocaine; she just had to savor the sensation for a little while longer before she could continue the day with Tony. She heard him fidget in his seat for a minute but didn't pay much attention to it. Although she had heard him moving around and squirming, Elvira was totally caught off guard when she was suddenly crushed against Tony's body in her seat. He was kissing her, or trying to kiss her as it were. She gave a muffled scream as he firmly pressed his lips on hers, trying to hold her face with his rough hands. Elvira managed to work her arms up to where his chest was and shove him off in dignified horror. When he fell back into his seat Elvira was at a loss for words. She hastily started fixing her clothes that he had wrinkled in his sloppy attempt at foreplay. Just looking at her beautiful white suit all creased and frumpy from that stupid prick's pass at her made Elvira's temper rise.

She felt stupid for not seeing this coming. Of course he would try something like that when he finally got her alone, and it probably wasn't the best idea to give him some of her coke either. You could never really be sure how it affected a person, especially someone like Tony. Elvira felt her hair snag on the seat as she moved her head away from it; she had had enough now. First the clothes, now the hair; in the brief moments he had attacked her Tony managed to make her look like shit, and she hadn't even seen Frank yet. She glared over at him, pure rage taking over her face now. Tony leaned against the car door, a stupid grin on his face. This made her even angrier; the fact that he thought this was something to be proud of, or was funny, or was amusing made Elvira want to claw at his face. Nothing was amusing about looking like shit.

She puffed up, words suddenly bubbled to her lips. "Don't get confused, Tony. I don't fuck around with the help!" she exclaimed, leaving no cause for doubt in his thick skull,

He rested his arm on the seat and kept flashing her his stupid smile. Elvira glowered at him, wiping her mouth of his sloppy kiss. She looked down at her purse and began to search for her comb, still pissed off that he had managed to ruin her hair in a matter of seconds.

"Okay, you want to play that way with me? I'll play with you?"

Elvira kept brushing her hair and then she heard Tony turn on the ignition of the car. What was he talking about? How was she playing a game? She gave him absolutely no reason at all to believe that she was even remotely interested in him. Playing games her ass; she wasn't sure what his version of playing games were, but it wasn't hers. Elvira looked over and saw him wearing her white sunhat, a boyish smirk on his face. She rolled her eyes and let out a sigh in disbelief.

"Jesus", she turned her head away from him, not sure whether she wanted to laugh at his stupidity or rip the hat off his head. She kept brushing her hair either way, tugging at a particularly stubborn knot.

"Would you kiss me if I wore the hat?"

"No! Play time is over alright?" Elvira spun around to look at him again but couldn't help herself; he looked too ridiculous in her hat for her to not react. Elvira let out a compressed giggle and then looked down into her lap, covering her face with her hand. She was a bit embarrassed at caving in at his attempt at comedy, especially since she was trying to be serious with him.

"Okay", he laughed as he started to back the car out of the lot.