Part 2

One week later.....


Shawn stood at the foot of the stairs at the Penthouse. He was waiting on Belle. He didn't have to wait long. She floated down the stairs in a red and gold dress covered in sequins, her hair pinned up- she looked beautiful. Belle put the movie to shame.

Belle saw him standing at the stair in his khakis' and button up shirt with a brown leather jacket on with a brown fedora to top it off.

She reached the bottom of the stairs and linked her arm through his.

"Well, Indy where are we off to tonight?"

"That's Dr. Jones to you lady. We are going to Salem's most famous club to dance the night away."

Belle giggled at their role playing, "Shawn did you know that I do have a name. It's Willie Scott."

Shawn raised an eyebrow, "Indiana Jones, has no use for names."

Belle snorted, "Okay, let's go Dr. Jones." Belle pulled him out the door.


****


Phillip put on his costume trying to figure out who the hell he was supposed to be. Jan had just dropped it off like he said, but didn't tell him who he was.

Phil could tell it was not a new movie. 'Probably some stupid a$$ old musical or something.' he thought. Well, he would find out soon enough cause Jan was meeting him there.


Jan pulled up and got her costume out of the back of her car. There was no way she could drive with that big skirt on. It was hard enough with the corset on. Jan had made Mimi help her put it on, cause there was no way she was going to ask Phillip for help.

Henderson answered the door and directed her to a room she could change in. Henderson then alerted Master Phillip that his guest had arrived.

Phillip came down the stairs at the same time Jan came out of the room. They both stopped and stared at each other. Jan had on the dress Scarlett wore at the garden party complete with hat and parasol. Phil was dressed in an old fashioned suit like Rhett wore. They made a striking pair.


Phillip joined her at the bottom of the stairs. "Okay, I give up. Who are we?"

Jan rolled her eyes in disgust, "Don't you ever watch anything other than Sports Center? You're Rhett Butler and I'm Scarlett O'Hara. Gone With the Wind? Ring any bells?"

Then it donned on Phillip, "Oh, yeah. We watched that in Mr. O'Malley's class. Man that Scarlett was a stone cold b!tch. I'm glad that you saw the similarities between her and you."

Jan tossed her hair over her shoulder, "She might have been a b!tch, but it was because she knew that she could only depend on herself. She couldn't have the man that she thought she wanted. No one was there for her and it wasn't till the end that she realized it was okay to have someone take car of her."


Phillip wasn't listening to a word she said. His eyes and thoughts were glued to the cleavage she had just revealed by moving her hair. One good thing about old fashioned dresses, was the cleavage.

Jan realized where his gaze was and snapped her fingers in front of his face, "Focus, Philly! It's time to go. I don't want to be the last one in."

Phillip and Jan got in the limo, which was no small feat for Jan, and they headed for the dance.


****

Jason pulled up in front of Chloe's house. He checked his face in the mirror. He didn't have the long hair like Vincent, but he had the black suit complete with fake gun. Really it was a simple costume, but to all who knew the movie- it was cool as hell. He straightened his tie and headed for Chloe's door.

Nancy opened the door, "Oh, you must be Jason. Please come in. I still don't know what you two are supposed to be, but oh well."

Nancy told Chloe that Jason was here. Chloe put one more bobby pin in her wig to keep it secure. She had a black wig cut in a pageboy and a white shirt with black jacket and pants. She had to admit, she looked very cool.


After watching the movie, Chloe was now hooked on Quentin Tarantino movies. She thought this was a great idea for a costume. Also, Chloe wondered what else Jason might be able to introduce to her.

She met him at the stairs. "Wow," they both said.

"Let's go," he said while offering his arm. Chloe smiled and took it.

Jason helped her in his truck and then they sped off.

Chloe turned to him, "Jase. I just want to say that Pulp Fiction was a really great movie! I had no idea Tarantino was so brilliant."

Jason looked at her surprised, "You liked it? Wow, I didn't think you would cause it didn't have opera in it."

Chloe snorted, "I love opera, but I also like other things. After seeing that I rented Reservoir Dogs, True Romance, and From Dusk Till Dawn. They were all great! My favorite was Reservoir dogs though."

Jason looked at her stunned, "That's my favorite too."

Chloe looked at him and smiled, "Why can't I be Mr. Purple?"

"Cause some other guy on some other job is Mr. Purple," Jason said finishing the quote.

"Wow, Chloe you are so much different than I imagined."

"You too Jase, you too."


****


Mimi cautiously entered the penthouse. She didn't trust Brady one bit. She half expected him to answer the door naked. He just loved to make her uncomfortable.

"Yo, Adrian. Or would that be- Yo, Miriam!" Brady yelled from the kitchen.

Mimi saw him standing there and couldn't take her eyes off him. All he had on was red boxing gloves, red, white, and blue boxing trunks, and socks and shoes. His chest was bare. The waist band on the shorts read- Balboa.

"Where did you get those shorts?" Mimi asked.

Brady grinned, "I had them made."

Mimi snorted, "You are really into this, huh? Your part is easy. My part sucked. There is nothing that distinguishes Adrian at all. She' s just frumpy and dowdy. All I have to go on is this!" Mimi said holding up a red beret.

Brady looked at what she had on. Mimi wore a gray skirt that reached her knees with a tight white shirt and a button up blue sweater over it, open. She held the beret in her hand. 'How can she wear something like that and still be gorgeous?' he thought.

"You still look good to me, kid." Brady said in his best Stallone voice.

Mimi blushed and put the hat on. "Let's get out of here."


Brady walked behind Mimi watching her skirt swirl around her knees. 'Why was that ten times more enticing than that chick in a mini-skirt they just passed?' he thought. Because it was Mimi in that frumpy skirt and she was sexy as hell. There was no way to hide it. 'Sure its fun to flirt with Lockhart, but I'm not falling for her, am I?' Brady wondered.

*****


The people at the dance had sent out forms to be filled out before they arrived. The girls all filled these out for them and their dates. The dance committee wanted to know who they were, what movie, and their real names.


Jason and Chloe were the first ones to get there. A man standing by the door with a clipboard asked their names.

"Chloe Lane and Jason Masters." The man scanned the clipboard. "Ah, yes. Please wait over there. Your number is 32. When they call it, you may walk in."

Jason and Chloe waited for their number to be called.

Belle and Shawn arrived next but were several people behind them and then Phil and Jan and then Brady and Mimi.


Jason and Chloe's number was called. As they walked into the dance, the theme from Pulp Fiction played while the MC introduced them.

"Here is Vincent Vega, with Mrs. Mia Wallace also known as Jason Welles and Chloe Lane."


Shawn and Belle walked out. Indiana Jones theme played. "Here comes Indiana Jones and Willie Scott or could it be Shawn Brady and Belle Black."


Phillip and Jan walked out. Everyone turned to see them. Their costumes were stunning. Old fashioned music played, "I declare, here is Rhett Butler and Scarlett O'Hara, aka Phillip Kiriakis and Jan Spears."


Mimi and Brady walked in to "Eye of the Tiger." Brady heard this and turned to Mimi. "You sent this in?" he asked.

Mimi smiled and nodded. She knew he'd get a kick out of it.

"And in this corner Rocky Balboa with his main squeeze Adrian. And in the other corner Brady Black and Miriam Lockhart. Yo, Miriam!"


*****


Everyone got together at a table after they had been announced. The girls all squeezed together and gushed over the costumes while the guys sat back and grinned at them.

Shawn slapped Brady on the back, "I just knew you'd find a way to go shirtless."

Brady grinned, "It was Mimi's idea. She wanted easy access." All the guys laughed.

Mimi's head shot up when she heard her name. She narrowed her eyes at him, "What did you just say about me, Black?"

Brady just shrugged his shoulders.

Mimi looked at the others, "Whatever he says about me isn't true."

Brady smirked, "Oh so when I said that you were the hottest piece of tail here I was lying. I was lying guys it's not true. She's such a cold fish."

Mimi huffed and walked away while Brady laughed his head off.

Belle slapped him upside the head, "You're such a jerk." She stomped off after Mimi.

Jan and Chloe both sent him withering glares.


Jason swept Chloe onto the dance floor before she could hurt Brady, while Phil drug Jan to the refreshments.


Belle followed Mimi into the restroom.