Act II, Scene I
The next day.
Music: I'm Gonna Make You Love Me by the Jayhawks
Shiri is sitting in a silver SUV, banging on the horn.
Shiri: Hurry up! We have to go! NOW!
Coralie and Marina come running out.
Shiri is wearing a yellow shell with a white skirt with little tiny yellow flowers all over it.
Her hair and makeup is flawless. Her hair is in a unique bun, and her makeup is simple, but
sexy.
Coralie is wearing a denim button up dressed. Her hair is curled like crazy. ?
Marina is wearing a pair of khakis that rise to her ankles, and a pink button up shirt. Her
hair is in cute braided pigtails with pink ribbons tied in.
Everyone is in the car, and they go.
Coralie: So, how'd it go with Ian?
Shiri: Excellent. We're together. Even though he hates the idea of having to hide it from
Daddy.
Marina: Did you kiss?
Shiri: None of your business, squirt.
Marina: Awww, you suck.
They pulled up to a small, cozy yellow house. Portia runs out and Ian follows behind. He
flashes a big smile at Shiri.
Ian is wearing jeans and a shirt. Portia is wearing pink short and a pink and white checkered
top.
Portia hops in the back, and Ian gets in the front passenger seat.
Ian: Hey.
Shiri: Hi.
They kiss, while the rest of the group looks up at them smiling.
Scene II
In a boutique.
Music: Smooth Operator- Sade
Shiri and Ian are overseeing everyone, as they skim from rack to rack. Portia looks a little
taken aback by the prices. Marina and Coralie have their arms full of stuff, while Portia has
nothing.
Ian: Hey, Portia, come here.
Portia: What?
Ian: Aren't you getting anything?
Portia: Ian, are you crazy? We can't afford anything in here.
Shiri: Well, hey, get what you want, okay? We'll see about how we can get it.
Portia smiles and walks away.
Ian: Shiri, what are you doing? My family can't afford it.
Shiri: No, but ours can. Don't worry about it, just consider it your fall bonus.
Ian: You'd really do that for my sister?
Shiri: Of course.
Ian: Now's the time that I'm supposed to get defensive and say that we don't take charity,
but Portia wants nice clothes so badly.
Shiri: Don't consider it charity. Remember, it's your fall bonus.
Ian: You're the best.
Ian leans over and kisses a smiling Shiri on the cheek.
Music: I Knew I Loved You- Savage Garden
Ian: Dance with me.
Shiri: WHAT?! No way!
Ian: Come on, what's the big deal?
Shiri: Because this is a boutique! Not exactly a dancing establishment.
Ian: Well, let's make it one.
Shiri: You're crazy.
Ian: Crazy-
Shiri: Ah ah ah! Don't even give me that overly-used cliché of a line.
Ian: Okay. I just can't help but say corny little sayings to you. Call you things like sweet pea
or honey bunny.
Shiri: Oh God, Ian, don't do this to me. Don't tell me you're a hopeless romantic!
Ian: If that's what wanting to be with you 24/7 is, then I'll take the title gladly.
Shiri: You're just like my sister.
Ian: I hope you're not referring to Coralie, the evil psycho-bitch that uses men for their
dicks, and not much else.
Shiri: Oh? Is she not the woman of your dreams?
Ian: Well, I know plenty of guys that would love be taken advantage of by her, but no. Her
sister is the girl of my dreams.
Shiri: Oh, since when are you going for girls five years younger then you?
Ian: The other sister, silly.
Shiri: She's married, you bastard!
They both laugh.
Ian: That's not the one.
Shiri: Then I get that must be me.
Ian: Yep.
Shiri: How do you know that I'm not a more extreme version of Coralie?
Ian: I don't.
Shiri: I guess you'll be taking a risk then, huh.
Ian: That's a risk that I don't definitely don't mind taking.
Shiri: Good. Well, let's shop. I need something blue.
Ian: And something old? And new? Borrowed?
Shiri: Don't get to far ahead of yourself, buddy, I need something blue to match a new skirt
I got.
Ian: Oooh, there you go getting my hopes up.
Shiri: Sorry, babycakes, but there's no time to think about that. I need your opinion.
She holds up a light blue sweater tank with a wide neck.
Shiri: Wouldn't this look fabulous with a navy blue skirt?
Ian: Oh, fabulous. Divine. Gorgeous.
Shiri: Great, I'll get it. Let's go to the lingerie, Calvin.
Ian: The lingerie?
Shiri: That's what I said.
Ian: Aren't we the seductress?
He says as she leads him to the lingerie department.
Shiri: Oh, yes, babes, let's just go do each other behind the thongs.
Ian: Now, that's the first good idea you've had all day.
Shiri: In your dreams.
Ian: Dreams come true.
Shiri: Not this one.
Ian: Please?
Shiri: Uh uh.
Ian: Fine.
Shiri stops and looks at a bra.
Ian: Ooo, but wouldn't you like one like this one better?
Ian holds up one of those tragically tacky bras that is definite hooker material.
Shiri: Riiight. I don't think so.
Ian: Aw. What's your size?
Shiri: I'm not telling you!
Ian: What's the big deal?
Shiri: I don't know.
Ian: Okay.
Pause.
The three girls come running.
Shiri: Hey you guys, are we all done?
Coralie: Yep, let's buy our stuff and go get something to eat.
Shiri: Good idea.
The three girls exit.
Ian: Here we go.
Shiri smiles at him lovingly.
Scene III
Supper at the Beauvais home.
All of the Beauvais's are circled around a wood table, nothing fancy about it.
Beverly: So, Portia, how was your day with Marina?
Portia: It was fun. Ian went too.
Matthew: Ian? Why on God's green earth did you go?
Ian: I was invited.
Matthew: By who?
Ian: Shiri de Salle.
Beverly: Ian. Do you have something going on with her?
Ian: So what if I did?
Beverly: What does Wesley de Salle think of that?
Ian: He doesn't know.
Matthew: Ian, you're risking you're job by dating the de Salle girl. You know Mr. de Salle
would never want her being with an employee, and he wouldn't think twice about firing you.
Ian: No one's telling him.
Matthew: So you're just going to sneak around?
Ian: I guess so. If that's what we have to do?
Beverly: You're serious about her, aren't you?
Ian: Yes, I am, mom.
Beverly: Shiri is darling. I remember holding and taking care of her when she was just a
baby. But you have to be careful with her.
Ian: Why?!
Beverly: She's a de Salle, honey. I don't care how much you may think she loves you, Shiri de
Salle has dumped more young men in her time then Elizabeth Taylor. All the de Salle women
are that way. Even Armana.
Ian: Armana's would have to be crazy to cheat on Mr. de Salle.
Beverly: Why? He does it too. It's no secret.
Ian: But he could dump her on her ass in a second, and she'd be left with nothing.
Matthew: Watch your language, Ian.
Ian: Sorry.
He mutters.
Beverly: I know. Just like they did to Cordelia, their own daughter. The de Salle men are as
cold as ice.
Ian: Just don't worry about us, okay? This is going to work out, you'll see.
Beverly: I just don't want to see you getting your heart broken.
Pan in on Ian just rolling his eyes.
The next day.
Music: I'm Gonna Make You Love Me by the Jayhawks
Shiri is sitting in a silver SUV, banging on the horn.
Shiri: Hurry up! We have to go! NOW!
Coralie and Marina come running out.
Shiri is wearing a yellow shell with a white skirt with little tiny yellow flowers all over it.
Her hair and makeup is flawless. Her hair is in a unique bun, and her makeup is simple, but
sexy.
Coralie is wearing a denim button up dressed. Her hair is curled like crazy. ?
Marina is wearing a pair of khakis that rise to her ankles, and a pink button up shirt. Her
hair is in cute braided pigtails with pink ribbons tied in.
Everyone is in the car, and they go.
Coralie: So, how'd it go with Ian?
Shiri: Excellent. We're together. Even though he hates the idea of having to hide it from
Daddy.
Marina: Did you kiss?
Shiri: None of your business, squirt.
Marina: Awww, you suck.
They pulled up to a small, cozy yellow house. Portia runs out and Ian follows behind. He
flashes a big smile at Shiri.
Ian is wearing jeans and a shirt. Portia is wearing pink short and a pink and white checkered
top.
Portia hops in the back, and Ian gets in the front passenger seat.
Ian: Hey.
Shiri: Hi.
They kiss, while the rest of the group looks up at them smiling.
Scene II
In a boutique.
Music: Smooth Operator- Sade
Shiri and Ian are overseeing everyone, as they skim from rack to rack. Portia looks a little
taken aback by the prices. Marina and Coralie have their arms full of stuff, while Portia has
nothing.
Ian: Hey, Portia, come here.
Portia: What?
Ian: Aren't you getting anything?
Portia: Ian, are you crazy? We can't afford anything in here.
Shiri: Well, hey, get what you want, okay? We'll see about how we can get it.
Portia smiles and walks away.
Ian: Shiri, what are you doing? My family can't afford it.
Shiri: No, but ours can. Don't worry about it, just consider it your fall bonus.
Ian: You'd really do that for my sister?
Shiri: Of course.
Ian: Now's the time that I'm supposed to get defensive and say that we don't take charity,
but Portia wants nice clothes so badly.
Shiri: Don't consider it charity. Remember, it's your fall bonus.
Ian: You're the best.
Ian leans over and kisses a smiling Shiri on the cheek.
Music: I Knew I Loved You- Savage Garden
Ian: Dance with me.
Shiri: WHAT?! No way!
Ian: Come on, what's the big deal?
Shiri: Because this is a boutique! Not exactly a dancing establishment.
Ian: Well, let's make it one.
Shiri: You're crazy.
Ian: Crazy-
Shiri: Ah ah ah! Don't even give me that overly-used cliché of a line.
Ian: Okay. I just can't help but say corny little sayings to you. Call you things like sweet pea
or honey bunny.
Shiri: Oh God, Ian, don't do this to me. Don't tell me you're a hopeless romantic!
Ian: If that's what wanting to be with you 24/7 is, then I'll take the title gladly.
Shiri: You're just like my sister.
Ian: I hope you're not referring to Coralie, the evil psycho-bitch that uses men for their
dicks, and not much else.
Shiri: Oh? Is she not the woman of your dreams?
Ian: Well, I know plenty of guys that would love be taken advantage of by her, but no. Her
sister is the girl of my dreams.
Shiri: Oh, since when are you going for girls five years younger then you?
Ian: The other sister, silly.
Shiri: She's married, you bastard!
They both laugh.
Ian: That's not the one.
Shiri: Then I get that must be me.
Ian: Yep.
Shiri: How do you know that I'm not a more extreme version of Coralie?
Ian: I don't.
Shiri: I guess you'll be taking a risk then, huh.
Ian: That's a risk that I don't definitely don't mind taking.
Shiri: Good. Well, let's shop. I need something blue.
Ian: And something old? And new? Borrowed?
Shiri: Don't get to far ahead of yourself, buddy, I need something blue to match a new skirt
I got.
Ian: Oooh, there you go getting my hopes up.
Shiri: Sorry, babycakes, but there's no time to think about that. I need your opinion.
She holds up a light blue sweater tank with a wide neck.
Shiri: Wouldn't this look fabulous with a navy blue skirt?
Ian: Oh, fabulous. Divine. Gorgeous.
Shiri: Great, I'll get it. Let's go to the lingerie, Calvin.
Ian: The lingerie?
Shiri: That's what I said.
Ian: Aren't we the seductress?
He says as she leads him to the lingerie department.
Shiri: Oh, yes, babes, let's just go do each other behind the thongs.
Ian: Now, that's the first good idea you've had all day.
Shiri: In your dreams.
Ian: Dreams come true.
Shiri: Not this one.
Ian: Please?
Shiri: Uh uh.
Ian: Fine.
Shiri stops and looks at a bra.
Ian: Ooo, but wouldn't you like one like this one better?
Ian holds up one of those tragically tacky bras that is definite hooker material.
Shiri: Riiight. I don't think so.
Ian: Aw. What's your size?
Shiri: I'm not telling you!
Ian: What's the big deal?
Shiri: I don't know.
Ian: Okay.
Pause.
The three girls come running.
Shiri: Hey you guys, are we all done?
Coralie: Yep, let's buy our stuff and go get something to eat.
Shiri: Good idea.
The three girls exit.
Ian: Here we go.
Shiri smiles at him lovingly.
Scene III
Supper at the Beauvais home.
All of the Beauvais's are circled around a wood table, nothing fancy about it.
Beverly: So, Portia, how was your day with Marina?
Portia: It was fun. Ian went too.
Matthew: Ian? Why on God's green earth did you go?
Ian: I was invited.
Matthew: By who?
Ian: Shiri de Salle.
Beverly: Ian. Do you have something going on with her?
Ian: So what if I did?
Beverly: What does Wesley de Salle think of that?
Ian: He doesn't know.
Matthew: Ian, you're risking you're job by dating the de Salle girl. You know Mr. de Salle
would never want her being with an employee, and he wouldn't think twice about firing you.
Ian: No one's telling him.
Matthew: So you're just going to sneak around?
Ian: I guess so. If that's what we have to do?
Beverly: You're serious about her, aren't you?
Ian: Yes, I am, mom.
Beverly: Shiri is darling. I remember holding and taking care of her when she was just a
baby. But you have to be careful with her.
Ian: Why?!
Beverly: She's a de Salle, honey. I don't care how much you may think she loves you, Shiri de
Salle has dumped more young men in her time then Elizabeth Taylor. All the de Salle women
are that way. Even Armana.
Ian: Armana's would have to be crazy to cheat on Mr. de Salle.
Beverly: Why? He does it too. It's no secret.
Ian: But he could dump her on her ass in a second, and she'd be left with nothing.
Matthew: Watch your language, Ian.
Ian: Sorry.
He mutters.
Beverly: I know. Just like they did to Cordelia, their own daughter. The de Salle men are as
cold as ice.
Ian: Just don't worry about us, okay? This is going to work out, you'll see.
Beverly: I just don't want to see you getting your heart broken.
Pan in on Ian just rolling his eyes.