A/N-This is just something I wrote while I was listening to Baby, It's Cold Outside over and over, and over. And then some. I've also cut some of the song out. I was too lazy to type it all
Disclaimer: I do not own Moulin Rouge, or the song Baby It's Cold Outside. I did change a few words to make it fit in with the movie better. Enjoy!
Baby, It's Cold Outside
"I really can't stay" Satine sat up straight in her chair.
"Baby, it's cold outside" Christian placed a hand on her wrist.
"I've got to go away"
"Baby, it's cold outside"
"This evening has been"
"Been hoping you'd drop by" Christian smiled.
"So very nice"
"Let me hold your hand, they're just like ice" he took hold of her hands.
"Marie will start to worry"
"Beautiful, what's your hurry"
"Harold with be pacing the floor" Satine was getting angry.
"Listen to the fire roar" Christian looked at the fire place.
"So, really I'd better scurry" Satine nodded her head toward the door.
"Beautiful, please don't hurry"
"Well maybe just a half a drink more" Satine could not believe she had just spoken those words. Was she giving in? Christian got up to pour them another drink.
"The neighbours might think"
"Baby, it's cold outside"
He wasn't starting that again, was he? Satine thought
"Say, what's in this drink?"
"No cabs out there"
"I wish I knew how"Satine was looking in his eyes.
"I'll take your hat" Christian removed her hat.
"Oh"
"To break this spell" Satine was falling. Fast. "I ought to say no, no, no sir"
"Mind if I move a little closer?" Satine gave him an odd look.
"At least I can say I tried"
"What's the sense in hurting my pride?"
What pride? She thought.
"I really can't stay"
"Baby, don't hold out"
Why does he keep calling me baby?
"Ah, but it's cold outside"
No, don't give up. Not that easily anyway.
"I simply must go"
"Baby, it's cold outside"
"The answer is no"
That's more like it Satine.
"Oh, baby, it's cold outside" he was begging with his eyes.
"This welcome has been" Satine was going to make her break for it.
"I'm lucky you dropped in" He smiled.
Lucky?
"So nice and warm"
"Look out the window at that storm" Christian directed her head to window.
"The dogs will get suspicious"
"Gee, your lips look delicious"
"Harold will be at the door"
"Waves upon a tropical shore"
"And Nini's mind is vicious"
"Gosh your lips look delicious"
"I really must go" Satine raised herself from the chair she was sitting in, and grabbed her coat.
"Oh, baby you'll freeze out there!" Christian was right behind her.
Satine turned to face him. "There's bound to be talk tomorrow".
"Making my life long sorrow"
"At least there'll be plenty implied"
"If you caught pneumonia and died" Satine turned around and opened the door. The crisp winter's wind slapped her across the face. She closed her eyes and gave in.
"Brr, it's cold out there".
"Can't you stay a while longer?" He pouted.
"I really should... alright" Christian beamed, and kissed her.
Cheesy? I think so. Anyways, I was bored and posted it. Mhmm..