Soap Sins Monday, February 13, 2012 CHAPTER 22 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. LINK ONLY! THE ESCAPE! Previously on SOAP SINS Dakota had the cell phone bills in one hand, the fake Emmy in the other when someone loudly cleared their throat. Nick pointed, as he was facing the door, which had been silently opened. Dakota turned around in the swivel chair and Chip the producer gave her an intense look. - "I know exactly what you want and I know why ...!" The story now continues ... - Nick just stood there, not knowing what to do. Dakota had already slid the phone bills underneath her sleeve and smiled at the executive producer. "Why, Chip, aren't you the clever one! I was just waiting to introduce you to my ... er ... cousin Ricardo when I had a sneezing fit and reached into your drawer for a kleenex. That was when I found this divine replica of our Emmy Award. What a brilliant idea! I think I will have replicas made of all the awards in my house, in case one ever gets broken." - Chip sauntered in and gave her a strange look. "Like I said, I know what you want and I know why." Pause. "You just have to have an Emmy for best actress this year, to prove that you are still on top of your game." He nodded. "My guess is that's why you married that prime time idiot too, to prove something ..." - Nick loudly cleared his throat. Dakota hastily stood up and made the introductions. "This is my cousin Roberto." - Chip shook his hand. "I thought you said his name was Ricardo." - Nick gestured and laughed. "Si! I am Ricardo Roberto!" - Dakota decided she needed to get them out of there before his cover was completely blown. "I think we came at a bad time." - Chip peered at Nick's face. "Hmm. You look very familiar. Are you sure I haven't seen you around the studio before?" - Nick explained he was from Mexico. - Chip insisted he had seen him somewhere, then suddenly snapped his fingers. "The Daytime Emmy pre-party at the Hilton two years ago. You must have been there to support Dakota." - "That's right!" she agreed. "He was there!" - Chip appeared pleased that he had once again demonstrated his astute power of observation. Nothing ever got by him! - The receptionist showed up in the doorway, her hair slightly disheveled, her cheeks flushed. Dakota immediately recognized the stamp of Brent the blonde surfer dude. He had that effect on all his affairs. "Am I like late for the meeting?" the flustered girl wondered. - Dakota smiled they would stop by later, grabbed "Ricardo" (aka Nick) by the hand, and led him out the door. Once they were back in her pink dressing room, she removed the cell phone bills from under her sleeve and handed them to him. "These were the only bills there were hidden." - Nick smoothed down his fake mustache. "Your executive producer is the idiot, not me! He didn't even recognize me!" He opened the phone bills had started to examine the numbers. - Dakota sat down beside him on the pink velvet sofa and asked what they were looking for. - "Someone your dear producer called shortly before my plane went down in Tibet." - "You mean ..." - "I suspect your producer was not happy about the fact that we were giving him bad publicity with our breakup and decided to take matters into his own hands. He called someone, who made sure my plane went down and that person's number is on this bill." He glanced back down. "BINGO ...!" |
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