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Автор: Clarissa Daisy Huntsman
Издательство: Ingram
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isbn: 9781649696625
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Trial in Irritable Bowel Syndrome. PLoS ONE, 5(12), e15591. doi:10.1371/journal.pone.0015591 Retrieved January 10, 2012 from http://www.plosone.org/.../info%3Adoi%2F10.1371%2Fjournal...

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      INT. STORE - NIGHT

      (CLARISSA, EMILY, MIKAYLA)

      CLARISSA IS ON THE PHONE TO A BOYFRIEND. EMILY IS BROWSING.

      CLARISSA

      Tony, how are you? . . . I woke you? You mean you ain't partying? C'mon dude. . . . Well, we're heading to NY to trace dad's campaign trail and - like - we'll be needing a guy to fuck if we get bored [1.] [2.]. . . . Yes, all expenses paid. You in? . . . Where are you now? . . . New Jersey. That's easy. Could you meet us at JFK midday? . . . Sweet. Oh - get some sleep, yeah? . . . Love you. So does Em.

      EMILY

      I'm ditchin' him if we find someone hotter.

      THE STORE OWNER APPROACHES THE GIRLS FROM BEHIND, SMILING.

      MIKAYLA

      Ladies, could I please see some ID?

      CLARISSA

      What? But this is a clothes store. You don't spray the garments with alcohol do you?

      MIKAYLA

      Trust me, you'll wanna show me your ID . . . if you are who I think you are.

      CLARISSA

      I don't like to show my ID to strangers unless it's absolutely necessary. We just need some new clothes.

      EMILY

      Who is it you think she is?

      MIKAYLA

      Are you a daughter of Jon Huntsman?

      EMILY SHRUGS.

      EMILY

      Looks like your cover's blown, Clarissa.

      CLARISSA PULLS HER ID FROM A POCKET. SHE FLASHES IT AT MIKAYLA.

      MIKAYLA EXTENDS A HAND.

      MIKAYLA

      My name's Mikayla.

      CLARISSA SHAKES HER HAND, SO DOES EMILY. THEN CLARISSA SWEEPS HER GAZE ACROSS THE STORE.

      MIKAYLA

      Don't worry, we're alone.

      CLARISSA

      I'm Clarissa. This is my friend Emily. You know my dad?

      MIKAYLA

      I'm helping fund his campaign [3.] [4.]. We all are - the staff. He's asked us to look out for you girls. Follow me. I have some things to show you.

      MIKAYLA LEADS THE WAY DOWN SOME STAIRS INTO SOME KIND OF BASEMENT.

      CLARISSA STOPS, BARELY HALFWAY DOWN.

      CLARISSA

      Wait a second. Your turn to show us some ID. My dad would have given you his campaign card. Probably a gold one too.

      MIKAYLA

      Oh. So sorry. Here . . .

      MIKAYLA PULLS A GOLD CARD FROM HER POCKET AND SHOWS IT TO THE GIRLS.

      CLARISSA

      Thanks.

      THEY ALL CONTINUE DOWN THE STAIRS.

      MIKAYLA

      You girls are heading to New York, huh?

      CLARISSA

      That's right.

      MIKAYLA

      When are you leaving?

      CLARISSA

      We don't plan. We just arrive at the airport and get the next flight. We could get a private plane if we wanted but I don't think we need it yet . . . so long as people like you don't go telling everyone who we are. Ha ha.

      MIKAYLA

      No no. Certainly not. We respect your privacy.

      CLARISSA

      Thanks.

      MIKAYLA

      You girls are gonna love this. These bras are state-of-the-art and totally stunning. They're part of an opera wardrobe. 100 per cent water soluble [5.]. They look like butterfly wings.

      MIKAYLA LIFTS A SMALL BRA FROM A BENCH.

      CLARISSA

      Wow! That's beautiful. Can I . . .?

      MIKAYLA

      Go ahead. Be careful though. They're so delicate - like fabric glass.

      CLARISSA

      Fabric diamond. Wow - this feels good.

      MIKAYLA

      You won't find these on display upstairs - or in any store for that matter. They cost us way too much. And if just one person gets their sweaty palms on them . . . yours are clean, right?

      CLARISSA

      The bra's still visible so I'm guessing my palms aren't too bad. I love how thin this is.

      CLARISSA LETS HER HANDS DRIFT FROM THE UNDERSIDE OF THE BRA AND CAPTURES IT AS IT SETTLES AGAIN ON HER PALMS.

      CLARISSA

      Feather thin. And what's that say . . .?

      MIKAYLA

      Oh - that's just our store's logo . . .

      CLARISSA

      Oh, I see . . .

      EMILY

      But if it dissolves in water then you won't be showing it off for long . . .

      I NOD.

      CLARISSA

      And can I fold this? . . . maybe place it in a waterproof, resealable plastic bag that I can fit in my pocket . . .?

      MIKAYLA

      A small plastic cylinder. You can roll it up and place it in one, like it's a poster.

      CLARISSA

      And I'm a poster girl. I'll take it. One for Emily also.

      EMILY

      Clarissa! Are you sure?

      CLARISSA

      Trust me.

      MIKAYLA

      Take photos, girls. Maybe we'll get some posters made up for the store. Now, another thing. You need perfume, right?

      MIKAYLA WALKS OVER TO A CUPBOARD. ON IT SIT AROUND TWENTY SMALL GLASS BOTTLES.

      MIKAYLA

      Heard of oestradiol [6.] [7.]? That's the active ingredient in this perfume. Scientifically proven to enhance the attractiveness of your smell. Of course, all "you" really need to do is mention your name and guys are all over you . . .

      CLARISSA

      Well, yeah. We're actually not looking for perfume right now. But I'm loving the bras. Do you have anything else made out of this material?

      MIKAYLA

      No. Unfortunately not.

      CLARISSA

      That's cool. I'll be sure to drop in again next time I'm here. We'll just take the two bras.

      MIKAYLA

      Certainly. I won't waste your time then. Right back up the stairs, girls.

      CLARISSA AND EMILY MAKE THEIR WAY BACK TO THE GROUND FLOOR.

      EMILY

      Bras that dissolve in water?