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The scene opens up on the catering area backstage at Riot. A few staff members have taken a few minutes to sneak away from their posts for a quick bite of sustenance, a morsel of something other than work.
The people sitting at tables eat as if they are in prison, quickly and with a sense that at any moment, their meal could be interrupted by violence or something similar.
As the camera pans down the catering area’s buffet line, the One Man Revolution, Bobby Minio, still riding out his first experience with the sticky icky, stands with a plate in his hand, collecting a variety of items.
Bobby Minio: Chicken cutlet!
He reaches out, grabbing chicken and adding it to his pile of food as he moves down to the next set of items.
Bobby Minio: Spaghetti with garlic bread!
His excitement grows as he drops a slice of garlic bread onto his plate, piling the pasta and sauce on top.
Bobby Minio: Oh my god, the wings to go with the breast!
Minio quickly glances side to side under heavy eyelids, before grinning, lowering his plate and shoveling wings on top of his munchie mountain.
Bobby Minio: I dunno what you are but I will friggin’ eat you to-
As he begins reach toward an unidentified food item, his glance turns down the row of tables. The camera begins to pan, revealing Versus, a large plastic bag in one hand, his other hand scooping various items of food into the bag.
Minio stares for a moment, his head cocked to the side ever so slightly, when Versus’ attention slowly turns and meets Minio’s. The two men stare at each other for what must have seemed like hours to them, but in reality was closer to about five seconds.
Bobby Minio: … Verse.
Versus: Cereal. How uhh… how ya holding up?
Bobby Minio: … Well… I’m actually pretty hungry.
Versus: Yeah, I can kinda see that.
As Versus gestures to Minio’s plate, Minio becomes self conscious and begins shifting his body to take the plate out of Versus eyesight. Minio gestures back to the wolf-sized doggy bag of food that Versus has been collecting.
Bobby Minio: So uhh… you’re hungry too I see?
Versus: Huh? Ohhh, this? No, no man. I’m just planning ahead for the drive tonight.
Bobby Minio: Oh… heh. Hey uhh, so… you know… I think maybe um… Maybe I owe you a bit of an apolog-
Versus: NAAAHHH, c’mon man. It’s all good.
Bobby Minio: No, I’ve been a real jerk off, for months and I-
Versus: Water under the bridge or whatever.
Bobby Minio: No man...no...you were right. I've been an ass.
Versus: Well, really, I've kinda been the ass. So...
Bobby Minio: We haven't seen eye to eye, and I get it now. You've been just going with the flow, chilling, whatever comes your way, you deal with it and move on. You know how to appreciate things and...I...I dig it....also...are you naked?
Versus: Clears the lines...I get what I want, no questions asked.
Bobby Minio: Smooth move, but why are you wearing christmas socks?
Versus: Huh?
Bobby Minio: It's June.
Versus: Really? Hahaha, wondered why it was so warm. Meh...Anyway, you're a good egg. I'm upset that I had to fight you, I thought we had a good thing going. You're cereal...I LOVE CEREAL! Like...what's your favorite Cereal?
Bobby Minio: I have to say...I don't really like that name muc....
Versus: FAVORITE?!? Mine is Golden Grahams. I know..I know..call me a traditionalist.
Bobby Minio: NO WAY!?!? THAT'S MINE TOO!!
Versus and Bobby stop and look at each other in disbelief. They stop and look away, then make eye contact again...
Versus: Did we just become best friends?!?
Bobby Minio: YUP!!
Versus and Bobby high five and make a stupid "I totally get you now" face.
Bobby Minio: I feel like we have this....
Versus: Connection!?!?
Bobby Minion: Favorite dinosaur?
Bobby and Versus say at the same time...
Bobby: Velociraptor!!!
Versus: Stegasaurus!!
Bobby and Versus pause and look confused...
Versus: Favorite Spice Girl?!?!
Bobby: Posh!
Versus: BABY!?
...Really?!
Bobby Minio: Doesn't matter. We're on the same wavelength...I've been wrong, I'll just say that...
Versus looks confused...Minio winks (awkwardly), grabs his phone and slowly walks away.
Bobby Minio: Starts texting:.....
Hey Mugen...
Mugen can be seen sitting on a large recliner (game of thrones like) looking at his phone...
Mugen: Hmmmm...
Texts reads:
Minio: Hey Mugen...bad news...I'm done.
Mugen: ...Really?
Minio: Yep! Sucks, but you're good people. Have a good one!
Mugen: Ok, we'll see...
Mugen sulks back into his fancy leather seat with a smirk and a cocktail, as he slowly, yet deliberately places his phone down on the armrest of the chair.

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