A/N: Nat--Cu placere (That's "you're welcome" in Romanian-I looked that up
just for you : )) I'm glad ya'll are enjoying the history I'm giving of
the Morley's and Kovich's-what I've cooked up is interesting. Yes, Katrina
is a kicker-now if we could only come up with a middle name for her.
Everyone enjoy! Until next time-PCGirl.
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"Let's see-Sign on the Elixir door? Check. Apartment cleaned? Check. Questions ready? Check," smiled Imani as she looked around one last time to make sure she didn't forget anything. Jack and Frank decided to close down the Elixir for the day-they would open it again for the rest of the week- but then it would be closed until grand opening. She sighed-she'd never given interviews for anything before, especially not to try and find Jack a girl to date. She was glad that the hammering of creating the stage had caused her to suggest having the potential-waitresses-to come to her and Jamal's apartment instead for the interview. Now Jack wouldn't have any say so in who was hired.
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"I'll be right back," he said giving her a kiss on the temple and going to the back of the plane. They were leaving Romania, after a wonderful trip. The countryside was gorgeous and they had decided one day they would probably end up back here-but not before seeing what else eternity had to offer. When she heard the lavatory door close she unbuckled her seatbelt and went over to the box for Rafe. She pulled out the book, and went back to her seat. She started flipping through the book and some dust got stirred up because she then sneezed.
"Bless you," he said coming back in. "What do you have?" he said, then sighing at the realization.
"Don't give me that, Caleb. Don't you dare tell me I should have left this in the house. That place is about to cave in, and this here is part of your history. Part of your earliest history at that," she said holding the book up.
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(Kelly Clarkson's 'Miss Independent' is playing very softly in the background as we watch Imani go through interviewee's)
Imani: So I see you have been a waitress multiple times, that's good to see. But why do you only list the beginning date you started.
Girl #1: Oh that's because I was always fired after my first day of work.
Imani: I see
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Imani: (smiles) Hi.
Girl #2: (extremely nervous) h-h-hi
Imani: You don't have to be nervous.
Girl #2: I-I-can't do this (runs out)
(keep seeing Imani interviewing girls.after each girl her smile and confidence diminishes a little bit)
Imani: Well, thank you for the interview-I'll get back to you about the job. Can you send in the next girl?
Girl #10: There aren't anymore out here.
Imani: Oh, thanks anyways. (gives loud sigh)
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"What is your obsession about this book?" asked Caleb as he sat down next to her and took it from her hands, quickly flipping through the pages.
"It's your history, and when I saw the comment about reproducing I wanted to know how they did it."
"I never knew you were a history buff," he laughed, taking a closer look at one of Elena's drawings. "She was an amazing artist, wasn't she?" he said showing her.
"Is that Morley Manor?" she asked taking note of the fine details.
"Yeah, and there is probably one of Kovich Manor also, but let's put this up for now," he said getting up and going over to the box.
"Can I ask one more question about it Caleb?"
"One more, and that's it," he said placing it in the box before rejoining her on the couch.
"Was Elena a Kovich or a Morley?"
"In the end she was a Kovich."
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"So how many waitresses have we hired?" asked Jack as he watched Imani come in and lie down on the old couches.
"None."
"None? Imani, we open in a week and I know you are a good waitress, but we have to have someone else help you out."
"I'll find one, I promise. It's just none of these were any good," she said handing him the applications.
"No, I think you are being too finicky-I'll do the hiring from now on," he said looking at the papers and then noticing the disappointment on her face. "Fine, you can still have the final say-but I'm doing the interviews."
"That's fine," she smiled as she sat up.
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Caleb watched Olivia stretched out on the seat sleeping soundly. He leaned over and gave her a kiss on the forehead before getting up and pouring himself a drink. His foot kicked the box when he turned around and the lid came off slightly. He leaned over and went to pick up the lid when he saw the book again. "Might as well read a little--it's going to be a long flight," he said as he took it out and went back to his seat.
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"Let's see-Sign on the Elixir door? Check. Apartment cleaned? Check. Questions ready? Check," smiled Imani as she looked around one last time to make sure she didn't forget anything. Jack and Frank decided to close down the Elixir for the day-they would open it again for the rest of the week- but then it would be closed until grand opening. She sighed-she'd never given interviews for anything before, especially not to try and find Jack a girl to date. She was glad that the hammering of creating the stage had caused her to suggest having the potential-waitresses-to come to her and Jamal's apartment instead for the interview. Now Jack wouldn't have any say so in who was hired.
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"I'll be right back," he said giving her a kiss on the temple and going to the back of the plane. They were leaving Romania, after a wonderful trip. The countryside was gorgeous and they had decided one day they would probably end up back here-but not before seeing what else eternity had to offer. When she heard the lavatory door close she unbuckled her seatbelt and went over to the box for Rafe. She pulled out the book, and went back to her seat. She started flipping through the book and some dust got stirred up because she then sneezed.
"Bless you," he said coming back in. "What do you have?" he said, then sighing at the realization.
"Don't give me that, Caleb. Don't you dare tell me I should have left this in the house. That place is about to cave in, and this here is part of your history. Part of your earliest history at that," she said holding the book up.
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(Kelly Clarkson's 'Miss Independent' is playing very softly in the background as we watch Imani go through interviewee's)
Imani: So I see you have been a waitress multiple times, that's good to see. But why do you only list the beginning date you started.
Girl #1: Oh that's because I was always fired after my first day of work.
Imani: I see
@@@
Imani: (smiles) Hi.
Girl #2: (extremely nervous) h-h-hi
Imani: You don't have to be nervous.
Girl #2: I-I-can't do this (runs out)
(keep seeing Imani interviewing girls.after each girl her smile and confidence diminishes a little bit)
Imani: Well, thank you for the interview-I'll get back to you about the job. Can you send in the next girl?
Girl #10: There aren't anymore out here.
Imani: Oh, thanks anyways. (gives loud sigh)
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"What is your obsession about this book?" asked Caleb as he sat down next to her and took it from her hands, quickly flipping through the pages.
"It's your history, and when I saw the comment about reproducing I wanted to know how they did it."
"I never knew you were a history buff," he laughed, taking a closer look at one of Elena's drawings. "She was an amazing artist, wasn't she?" he said showing her.
"Is that Morley Manor?" she asked taking note of the fine details.
"Yeah, and there is probably one of Kovich Manor also, but let's put this up for now," he said getting up and going over to the box.
"Can I ask one more question about it Caleb?"
"One more, and that's it," he said placing it in the box before rejoining her on the couch.
"Was Elena a Kovich or a Morley?"
"In the end she was a Kovich."
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"So how many waitresses have we hired?" asked Jack as he watched Imani come in and lie down on the old couches.
"None."
"None? Imani, we open in a week and I know you are a good waitress, but we have to have someone else help you out."
"I'll find one, I promise. It's just none of these were any good," she said handing him the applications.
"No, I think you are being too finicky-I'll do the hiring from now on," he said looking at the papers and then noticing the disappointment on her face. "Fine, you can still have the final say-but I'm doing the interviews."
"That's fine," she smiled as she sat up.
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Caleb watched Olivia stretched out on the seat sleeping soundly. He leaned over and gave her a kiss on the forehead before getting up and pouring himself a drink. His foot kicked the box when he turned around and the lid came off slightly. He leaned over and went to pick up the lid when he saw the book again. "Might as well read a little--it's going to be a long flight," he said as he took it out and went back to his seat.
