EXT. DREW’S APARTMENT – DAY
Title: Two Months Later
INT. DREW’S APARTMENT – DAY
We see how the apartment has changed. A woman’s touch is in evidence. A single Spasmotica poster remains, but in an entirely new context.
Some more wine, Ben?
And we see BEN, pleasant-looking, 28, offering a wine glass. Drew pours. Claire sits between them. Content and excited to be with both of them.
Thanks . . . that’s amazing . . . and that’s how you met.
That’s how we met.
Claire rubs each of their arms, lovingly. Ben takes a last sip of wine.
She’s very inspiring. But then – I’m partial.
I’m her brother.
She used me as protection for years. For every
guy on a plane who ever wanted to pick her up.
Please. I threw myself at him.
Drew looks at Claire. Claire smiles to herself and looks down.
And to think, on a dark night not so long ago,
I almost missed meeting both of you.
Ben rises, and we see the exercise bike near the door.
Well, thanks for the exercise bike. I might
have a problem getting that to my car.
If it wasn’t this, it’d be something else.
Here, I’ll help -
The three grapple with the unwieldy bicycle, now toothless and knife-free, attempting to find a way to angle it through the narrow door.
There’s got to be a way to get this out the
door? I mean, you got it in . . .
Here, try it at this angle -
Okay, wait, I got it -
Drew, you can’t do everything yourself -
Push to the left – wait, it’s slipping -
it’s alright, we have it -
I knew you guys would get along.
(with hands full)
You sure you guys want to give this up?
- take it. I actually think it’s good luck.
Their conversation continues as they ease it out the door, credits continuing, and we hear them, almost dropping that bike, narrowly avoiding disaster, off-screen now, laughing, as we . . .
FADE TO BLACK