Post by ARP on May 22, 2021 12:37:46 GMT -5
[The scene fades in and we find ourselves at the Wolfpack’s South Jersey compound inside the Riggs Manor. Allison Riggs-Preston is sitting at her vanity table putting on makeup while Bella is watching her from the bed. The kids were back home in Parts Unknown with their grandparents and Dane was at the compound's garage, he was looking over everything there and seeing if anything needed to be sent back to Parts Unknown. He didn’t want to watch as his wife got ready or leave for this… “meeting”.]
BellaZ: I don’t see why you have to be all dolled up. I wouldn’t be putting on any make up or getting all dressed up. I’d be all no makeup and sweatpants.
ARP: Yes, but you know me, I can’t let the fans see me looking like shit.
BellaZ: Already bad enough you got them thinking you’re an alcoholic. [Bella got up from where she sat and walked over to Allison and began to french braid her long blonde hair.] I just don’t like this, you should let me come, too.
ARP: You not liking this is why I can’t let you OR Dane come. [She said as she watched her reflection in the mirror.] As much as I hate to say it, Joe is right. He and I need to discuss things, I am not going to throw a match and take a loss, just because I don’t like him. And I know that he and I wouldn’t be able to talk frankly if the two of you are cutting in every sentence. Come on, let me get this over with. Driver has been sitting outside the gates for an hour now.
BellaZ: It’s called being fashionably late.
[Allison stood up and gave herself a look over before she turned around and started for the door to the bedroom. Bella looks down on the vanity table to see Allison’s wedding rings in the dish she always puts them in before she takes a shower and picks them up]
BellaZ: You’re forgetting something.
[Allison turns around and looks at the rings in her hand and her eyes grow wide and she raises her left hand to find it bare. She strode over to Bella and took her rings and slid them on her finger.]
ARP: All I would need is for a photographer to snap a picture of me and Joe without my rings. Jeez, talk about giving fuckin’ Madison some real dirt.