INT. KORA’S ROOM. NIGHT.
Kora angrily gets ready for a shower.
HAROLD (O.S.):
Kora, I’m picking your brother
up from football practice.
KORA:
Whatever.
HAROLD (O.S.):
Are you okay?
KORA:
I’m fine!
HAROLD (O.S.):
Alright, I won’t be long.
Kora says nothing. After she hears him leave, she starts to leave the room. She hears Velos take a deep breath. She checks all over the room to places where a man could hide but sees no one. Though she feels uneasy, she leaves.
INT. KORA’S BATHROOM. NIGHT.
As Kora lays in the tub trying to relax, she hears more heavy breathing. She looks around and can tell the sound is coming from just outside the door.
KORA:
Who are you? Show yourself!
The door cracks open, and Kora clearly expects the worst. Micky pops in.
KORA:
Oh, it’s you.
Micky stares at her fixedly.
KORA:
Micky, why are you watching me?
You never do that.
Micky stares and sits completely still. Kora is suspicious and bathes as concealed as she can get.
INT. VELOS’S LAIR.
Velos watches her bathe through the eyes of the cat. He puts his hand down his pants and continues watching.
INT. KORA’S ROOM NIGHT.
After Kora has finished bathing, she goes to her room. Before she takes off her robe, Micky pushes his way in.
KORA:
No, Micky! You leave!
The cat does not move.
KORA:
Get out of here!
She pushes the cat, but the cat does not move.
KORA:
Get out!
VELOS:
(through the cat)
I can’t! I love you too much!
Kora screams.
INT. LIVING ROOM. NIGHT.
Harold and Dylan arrive when they hear Kora’s scream. They run up to help.
INT. KORA’S ROOM. NIGHT.
Harold and Dylan run in to see Kora backed into a corner of her bed as far away from Micky as she can get. Micky stays firmly by the door.
HAROLD:
What’s going on?
KORA:
The cat talked to me! Like he moved
his fucking lips and said he loved me!
DYLAN:
The cat said that?
KORA:
Yes! I saw his lips moving! But it
wasn’t like he was trying to be
sweet. He sounded like…
HAROLD:
You’ve had a stressful day.
Get some rest.
Harold and Dylan start to leave.
KORA:
Wait! Take that thing away from
me!
Harold and Dylan give her a look, but Dylan stoops down to take the cat. Micky digs his claws into the rug, and Dylan cannot move him. Harold stoops down and releases the cat’s claws. Micky looks mad as Dylan takes him out of the room. Harold looks at Kora, worried, then leaves. Kora, still freaked out, gets off the bed.
INT. COFFEEHOUSE. DAY.
Kora stands in line at a coffee shop. JESSE (handsome male barista) sees her and smiles. She smiles back shyly. When she gets to the register, Jesse takes her order.
JESSE:
What’ll you have?
KORA:
A medium latte, please.
Jesse picks up a medium cup and writes her order on it.
JESSE:
Can I have your name?
KORA:
Kora, with a K.
JESSE:
Okay, Kora with a K, can I
get your number?
Kora blushes.
BARISTA SUPERVISOR:
Not on company time, Jesse.
JESSE:
I get off at two.
She digs out her wallet, but Jesse gestures to stop.
JESSE:
It’s on me!
He pours her the drink and hands it to her. The supervisor comes over and looks mad. Kora slips away, smiling.
EXT. COFFEESHOP. DAY.
Kora, wearing a very tight, sexy outfit, heads to the coffee shop. She stops to check herself out in a car window. She makes a couple of adjustments and then keeps walking. She comes to a chair outside and sees the back of Jesse’s head. She taps it playfully. Jesse falls to the floor. She immediately goes down to help him, turns him over, and sees that he has been stabbed. Her eyes go wide.
KORA:
Oh my god!
EXT. COFFEESHOP. DAY.
Kora talks to a couple of police officers outside the coffee shop, which is now surrounded by crime scene tape. Andrew arrives on the scene (now mustache free). He goes over to Kora.
ANDREW:
Wow, this is the second murder scene
you’ve been connected to in the last
twenty-four hours!
KORA:
Are you kidding me? They both have
been coincidences!
ANDREW:
Two homicides within twenty-four
hours in a big city like this?
That’s not a coincidence! You are
connected to these murders.
KORA:
Yesterday, you accused me of killing
someone I hated. This is different. I
was gonna go on my first date in four
years!
ANDREW:
It’s all about sex then. Keres advanced
on you, so you killed him. Today
presented another opportunity to do it,
so you stopped it the possibility from
happening.
KORA:
That’s stupid! If I didn’t wanna sleep
with him, I would’ve stayed home.
ANDREW:
I better set out a warning to all of the
men in San Francisco to watch out for the
black widow! Gotta protect any man you
want to sleep with.
KORA:
Well, I guess that means you’re
safe!
Andrew frowns.
ANDREW:
I’m gonna have to have a female
officer come search you.
KORA:
My outfit is skin tight. You could
see if I had a weapon!
She spins around to show him. He rustles her hair a little and peeks inside her small purse.
ANDREW:
You can go. Just remember we can test
DNA from crime scenes now, so if you
left any trace of yourself at another
murder, I’ll be back.
KORA:
I’m not worried. I did nothing wrong!
She starts to leave.
ANDREW:
If you know who is connected to
this, you need to tell me!
Kora turns back to him.
KORA:
I don’t know anyone who would…
She stops mid-sentence, remembering.
ANDREW:
Aha! You do know something!
KORA:
Goodbye!
She storms away. Andrew wants to follow, but the officers stop him, shaking their heads.
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