Magda stood in the bank line with 5 dollars clutched in her hand.She had wanted something to do, and, being bored, she had decided to deposit 5 bucks into her bank account.Her mind,however, was on other things."I need to feed Donatella...."she murmured,talking about her fish, which she had named after her idol, Donatella Versace.Half her clothes came from there, so why not name her fish Donmatella as a monument?By the way, what did monument mean again?
The bank teller snapped his fingers to get her attention.She let out a long "Bwooooo...."and looked suprisingly apologetic."Sorry,dude, I was thinking that I need to feed my fish cuz, well, Donatella Versace can't go hungry!" She looked slightly desperate, and the man gave her a rather humor-the-madman type glance before saying "How may I assist you?"
Magda smiled."I wanna deposit my five dollars.Here."She handed the hand the money, which was tied in a rhinestone studded rubber band for no apparent reason.He glanced at her again and untied the money."Here's your hair ribbon, lady."Magda rolled her eyes.How could she wear a rubber band in her hair?She'd never find it again!The man asked her for her name."Magda Teriarelli."she said proudly.His eyes widened considerably."Lady, yer a multi-billionare!You've hit you're limit, sorry."Magda looked confused."But last time I checked all I had in there was 100.I must be really lucky.You know, my pants say lucky on them." The man nodded."Okay...so,uh....bye."She stepped out of line, still looking thoroughly confused.She walked out, feeling like she was in Donatella's bubble factory store in the mini-mall she bought for her fish."Freaky...doodles."She hopped in her car, looked at the graffitied seatcovers in both the front and back of the car, the red maribou steering wheel, the tiny fuzzy red pillows in the backseat...how could she be a multi-billionare?And.......hey,look!Somebody wrote lucky on the seatcovers,too!
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Krystyn and Delia tentatively stepped past a hysterically laughing Josh (well, Delia stepped past him, Krystyn stood beside him, too afraid to enter) and into a war zone.Another loud shout caught their ears and all 5 rushed in to see Magda, smiling brightly."Hey, Chris!I think they're turning air into money, cuz I'm a multi-billionare!Hee hee!Let's go out to dinner!My treat!WAHOO!"Christian looked slightly guilty, a look not commonly worn by the Almighty One.Then he gave a tentative smile."Um...yeah.Dinner..food...yeah."
Krystyn smiled."So,where are we going?Some place vere schwanky, I imagine." Magda looked delirious."Mhhhm!That new place, Le Fellini Cafe.It's super fancy.I'm gonna go change!!!!!YAY!"Krystyn stared after her with a look of amusement."Yeah...we all had better change.I heard going to this place is like going to the Oscars!I wonder what i'll wear..."Delia rolled her eyes.Getting dressed up was never a good thing.As she watched each male walk away to get dressed looking as they were going to the guillotine, and meandered into her room.Her closet beckoned and she swung the door open unceremoniously.Ugh.
A half hour later the guys emerged from the room, wearing dress pants and a nice shirt.They weren't sure just when the girls would come out, and were wondering how they'd look, when Magda burst out of her room."Eat your heart out,Marilyn Monroe."She said confidently as she took a tentative step forward and tripped over her heels.Her dress was short and red, with a golden flowered corset bodice.Her hair was piled atop her head with a large gold flower pinned in it.She looked Oscar-worthy.
Next to come out was Delia.Her dark hair cascaded down her back and she wore a dark purple gown that tied in the back from the waist up.She scowled."Don't gawk,Scott.You've seen me dressed up before."She dropped onto a chair beside Scott, looking thoroughly annoyed that she was doing this.It was just food.Krystyn could probably make better dinner than snobby chefs ; why did they need to get so dressed up for it?She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair.Society had problems.
Last to come out was Krystyn.Her hair was released from it's usual ponytail and hung in waves.Her dress was the very same gown Nicole Kidman had worn in Moulin Rouge in a smaller size, and it look stunning.Red silk and corseted, it had normal straps and was low cut.Josh gaped."Hi.I'm...Josh.Hi."Krystyn bent over laughing but stopped in midd-giggle."Ow."She sat beside Josh."Ow."
Christian stood up and grabbed Magda's wrist."Let's go, c'mon, out the door..."They wasted no time.Krystyn jumped (or rather, wheezed) into Josh's blue Focus, Magda hopped in Christian's old Woody stationwagon (he needed to live humbly, he said), and Delia stepped into Josh's Hummer.They all drove (raced,really) to Le Fellini and, after Magda had bribed the doorman with a 500 dollar bill,went in, and were seated immeadiately.Krystyn wheezed again."I believe my dress is stifling me..."She held herself up painstakingly.It hurts...
Christian looked extremely guilty, at which point Delia grabbed his wrists, held them to the table, and looked directly at him."Spill it, Jesus boy.What's going on?" Christian looked as though he would throw up."I uh...I..."Krystyn looked disbelieving."I'm in a friggin' corset and I can form full sentences.You can too."Christian sighed uneasily, but opened his mouth."Um...we're biblical characters, guys.Biblical."
The bank teller snapped his fingers to get her attention.She let out a long "Bwooooo...."and looked suprisingly apologetic."Sorry,dude, I was thinking that I need to feed my fish cuz, well, Donatella Versace can't go hungry!" She looked slightly desperate, and the man gave her a rather humor-the-madman type glance before saying "How may I assist you?"
Magda smiled."I wanna deposit my five dollars.Here."She handed the hand the money, which was tied in a rhinestone studded rubber band for no apparent reason.He glanced at her again and untied the money."Here's your hair ribbon, lady."Magda rolled her eyes.How could she wear a rubber band in her hair?She'd never find it again!The man asked her for her name."Magda Teriarelli."she said proudly.His eyes widened considerably."Lady, yer a multi-billionare!You've hit you're limit, sorry."Magda looked confused."But last time I checked all I had in there was 100.I must be really lucky.You know, my pants say lucky on them." The man nodded."Okay...so,uh....bye."She stepped out of line, still looking thoroughly confused.She walked out, feeling like she was in Donatella's bubble factory store in the mini-mall she bought for her fish."Freaky...doodles."She hopped in her car, looked at the graffitied seatcovers in both the front and back of the car, the red maribou steering wheel, the tiny fuzzy red pillows in the backseat...how could she be a multi-billionare?And.......hey,look!Somebody wrote lucky on the seatcovers,too!
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Krystyn and Delia tentatively stepped past a hysterically laughing Josh (well, Delia stepped past him, Krystyn stood beside him, too afraid to enter) and into a war zone.Another loud shout caught their ears and all 5 rushed in to see Magda, smiling brightly."Hey, Chris!I think they're turning air into money, cuz I'm a multi-billionare!Hee hee!Let's go out to dinner!My treat!WAHOO!"Christian looked slightly guilty, a look not commonly worn by the Almighty One.Then he gave a tentative smile."Um...yeah.Dinner..food...yeah."
Krystyn smiled."So,where are we going?Some place vere schwanky, I imagine." Magda looked delirious."Mhhhm!That new place, Le Fellini Cafe.It's super fancy.I'm gonna go change!!!!!YAY!"Krystyn stared after her with a look of amusement."Yeah...we all had better change.I heard going to this place is like going to the Oscars!I wonder what i'll wear..."Delia rolled her eyes.Getting dressed up was never a good thing.As she watched each male walk away to get dressed looking as they were going to the guillotine, and meandered into her room.Her closet beckoned and she swung the door open unceremoniously.Ugh.
A half hour later the guys emerged from the room, wearing dress pants and a nice shirt.They weren't sure just when the girls would come out, and were wondering how they'd look, when Magda burst out of her room."Eat your heart out,Marilyn Monroe."She said confidently as she took a tentative step forward and tripped over her heels.Her dress was short and red, with a golden flowered corset bodice.Her hair was piled atop her head with a large gold flower pinned in it.She looked Oscar-worthy.
Next to come out was Delia.Her dark hair cascaded down her back and she wore a dark purple gown that tied in the back from the waist up.She scowled."Don't gawk,Scott.You've seen me dressed up before."She dropped onto a chair beside Scott, looking thoroughly annoyed that she was doing this.It was just food.Krystyn could probably make better dinner than snobby chefs ; why did they need to get so dressed up for it?She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair.Society had problems.
Last to come out was Krystyn.Her hair was released from it's usual ponytail and hung in waves.Her dress was the very same gown Nicole Kidman had worn in Moulin Rouge in a smaller size, and it look stunning.Red silk and corseted, it had normal straps and was low cut.Josh gaped."Hi.I'm...Josh.Hi."Krystyn bent over laughing but stopped in midd-giggle."Ow."She sat beside Josh."Ow."
Christian stood up and grabbed Magda's wrist."Let's go, c'mon, out the door..."They wasted no time.Krystyn jumped (or rather, wheezed) into Josh's blue Focus, Magda hopped in Christian's old Woody stationwagon (he needed to live humbly, he said), and Delia stepped into Josh's Hummer.They all drove (raced,really) to Le Fellini and, after Magda had bribed the doorman with a 500 dollar bill,went in, and were seated immeadiately.Krystyn wheezed again."I believe my dress is stifling me..."She held herself up painstakingly.It hurts...
Christian looked extremely guilty, at which point Delia grabbed his wrists, held them to the table, and looked directly at him."Spill it, Jesus boy.What's going on?" Christian looked as though he would throw up."I uh...I..."Krystyn looked disbelieving."I'm in a friggin' corset and I can form full sentences.You can too."Christian sighed uneasily, but opened his mouth."Um...we're biblical characters, guys.Biblical."