pt. 21

(Moscow-middle of the night)

Sergie: (sneaking into Syd and Vaughn's bedroom-floor creaks)

Vaughn: (wakes up-starts screaming) AHHHHHHHH! (gets up and runs into the corner and starts sucking his thumb.

Sydney: (pushes Sergie up against the wall)

Sergie: Good. You passed the test. Get ready for the day.

Vaughn: Sergie, is that you? I totally new it was you. (standing in puddle of pee) Is it wet in here? (looks around)

(CIA Undergound-meeting room)

Sloane: Good job on the mission Syd and Vaughn.

Sydney: Did the device arrive to headquarters securely?

Sloane: Huh, oh I don't know. I think I gave it to some homeless dude. It was heavy. So…….

Sydney: What happened to my house while I was gone?

Sloane and Jack: (begin whistling and looking around the room) It was Weiss.

Sydney: Weiss, why would you do such a thing?

Weiss: It wasn't me, I swear.

Jack: Hehe. Anyways, there's a crazed vampire like creature roaming around Europe.

Sloane: Say no more, I'll call Buffy.

Sydney: But that's….

Sloane: Syd, be quiet. I'm on speaker phone. Yes, operator, I need the name of one Buffy Summers.

Vaughn: Are we all gonna get wooden stakes.

Sloane: How about I give everyone else a gun but give you a wooden stake?

Vaughn: Alright! (starts singing) 'You guys are gonna be jealous. I'm gonna have the stake.' Oh, Weiss. Don't eat any garlic. That gives you bad, bad gas. Remember that one time..

Weiss: Ok, I think they get it.

Sloane: Damn, Buffy is unlisted.

Vaughn: Guess who I am (in bad British accent) I am a good person. I Love you Vaughn. You are so big Vaughn. Give it to me like that Vaughn.

Everyone stares at him.

Vaughn: Come on, guess. Ok, one more clue (in bad British accent) I am in love with Sark.

Sloane: Shoot. What's her name. Um….

Jack. Oh, no. I think I've got it. She had the cutest butt.

(Sydney's house-in her bedroom)

Sydney: (pulling on one end of black leather jacket) That's my leather jacket.

Vaughn: (pulling on the other end) No, its mine. It fits be perfectly.

Sydney: Let go. I bought it.

Vaughn: But I wanna wear it. I have this whole black look going on just like Angel.

Sydney: Give me the coat.

Vaughn: Eat dirt.

Sydney: It looks like you already have, or wait. Is that stubble?

Vaughn: Hey! It's not my fault my mom won't allow me to use razors anymore.

Nadia: (appears in the doorway) Me and Weiss are gonna go bowling. Do you wanna come?

Vaughn: (lets go of jacket) Cool. Yeah. I got shot gun (runs out of the room)

Sydney: (hollers) We're not going Vaughn.

Vaughn: Oh come on! Please!

Sydney: No! We're going to have a nice romantic night.

Vaughn: (starts getting undressed)

Nadia and Weiss leave

Sydney: Ew gross. Put your clothes back on. I'm gonna go exercise.

Vaughn: (standing in his Incredible Hulk boxers) But what about our romantic evening?

Sydney: Go watch TV or something (leaves)

Vaughn: You use to be a lot nicer when we were meeting in the garage. Mmm…maybe I should dress up like a trucker or a car repairman.