If we had our own way, we will control it all; time, our relationships, some choices, even those we love.
Naadu: I see you’ve been lifting some real heavy metals [stares coyly]
Korkor: Right! What are we eating? Dayum! This place is bougie
Zee: [takes Korkor by the hand and says teasingly] Sensitive much?
Korkor: Oh who? Me? [laughs tensely] C’mon love, she’s harmless. I can never be bothered.
[Waiter approaches with copies of the menu]
[Just as they were checking out the menu with eyes fit to burst, Naadu’s phone rings, loudly]
Naadu: Sh*t! Sorry. I’ll step out for this one. Excuse me, guys.
[She steps out]
[Zee stares at Korkor in loud silence]
Korkor: Don’t do that. I couldn’t say no.
Zee: How did she get to know anyway?
Korkor: We are best friends, Zee. You had a crush on her and that was it, it’s past… you chose me. Why are you… let’s just have a good meal, love. I haven’t seen you in a month, and that’s like FOREVER!
Zee: Uhm we Skype.
Korkor: Really? Really??
Zee: No, babe, I’m not falling for that tone and look. No. Change of subject.
[Naadu returns to the table]
Naadu: Sorry guys, I’ll have to leave.
Zee: So soon? All good?
Naadu: I know, right? I’m finally at Kempinski and now… it’s uhm… one of my clients
Korkor: Client? Is it him?
Zee: Who? [asks curiously]
Naadu: [to Korkor] Yes
[Lifts her forefinger towards Zee to exclude him out of the conversation]
[Zee raises eyebrows in shock]
Korkor: You’re going over?
Naadu: That wouldn’t be professional, would it?
Naadu: African Regent, I’m meeting him there. He’s at Villagio so I suggested we meet close to him
Korkor: Dayum! Does he know you’re at Villagio as well?
Naadu: Hah!! Girl, Whatsapp alert.
Korkor: Definitely! Don’t sleep and apologize tomorrow. Send that text tonight!!
[Scene fades out as Naadu walks out]
[Scene fades in as Naadu drives in on the African Regent Hotel parking lot]
[She parks right beside Joel]
Joel: Thanks for showing up. I hope I didn’t mess up your plans.
Naadu: No, that’s fine. What’s the emergency?
Joel: Ok this might sound crazy, but she’s up there, in my room.
Joel: [speaks hesitantly] I need to get rid of her. She is… I can’t do this.
Naadu: [Silent. Gets out of her car and leans back listening to Joel]
Joel: I am not ready to have sex with her. She’s got a spell on me, I know it!
Naadu: [Smiles] So, step out with her into a public place. Have a nice romantic dinner date, take a walk, go see a movie at the Silverbird Cinema… engage in the midst of people until you’re both ready to part ways. Where is she lodging?
Joel: Yes! She plans sleeping in my apartment while she’s here.
Naadu: Joel, what do you want?
Naadu: You know I’m off working hours, right?
Joel: And I greatly appreciate this, trust me.
Joel: So I need you to flow with me on this one
Joel: Please. This is too much to ask, I know, but please do this for me
Naadu: I’m listening
Joel: Just like they do in the movies, I need you to walk in with me… no, before me, then act like my girlfriend or something?
Naadu: Girlfriend or something like what??
Joel: Girlfriend. A fake girlfriend. Then question her, act angry or something?
Naadu: You’re kidding! What have you been watching?
Joel: Please, Naadu?
Naadu: You’re kidding!!
Joel: [silent. Stares at Naadu]
Naadu: You’re actually serious?!
Naadu: I can’t believe this.
[Naadu knocks on the door]
[Naadu enters and throws her handbag onto the couch with attitude]
[Georgette stares in amazement]
Georgette: Who are you?
Naadu: I should be asking you that.
[Takes a glass and pours out some Cranberry juice]
[Sip on her juice and leans over the counter]
[Georgette still marveled by Naadu’s actions]
Naadu: I am Joel’s roommate.
Georgette: I’m here with Joel. He never mentioned he had a roommate.
Joel: Georgette! You finally met Naadu.
Naadu: Clearly [pours herself some more juice]
Georgette: [screams indignantly] You have a roomie??
Joel: Yeah, it’s been a couple of months now. She’s my ex, and needed a place to… [Georgette interrupts]
Georgette: I’m out of here!
[Walks out angrily]
[Both stare at each awkwardly]
Naadu: Are you going to run after her?
Joel: Then what’s the point of you showing up here?
Naadu: Try calling her cell.
Naadu: Because you’d want her to know that you’re not insensitive, and because she won’t answer.
[A few minutes later]
Naadu: I’m hungry. Do you care to make it up to me?
Joel: Hahahaha!! Give me a minute, I’ll pick up my wallet then we head downstairs back to African Regent.
Naadu: Sure. You know this isn’t a date, right?
Joel: [Walks back to Naadu] I just broke a woman’s heart, and I wouldn’t want to appear insensitive, would I?
Naadu: We’re stealing lines now?
[Joel’s phone rings twice]
Naadu: [Screams beckoning Joel] Your phone’s ringing!
[Voicemail comes through:
“Joel honey, I haven’t heard from you all day, what’s going on? Were you able to see her? Did she fall for it? I’m so winning this bet hahaha!! Sucker! I still think Naadu is too sweet to impersonate me, and…]
[Joel enters and freezes, stares at Naadu looking intently at the telephone]
[“…but she’s an amazing person, my most loyal employee, that one. I think you’ll like her. I just hope you don’t fall for her. Why do I even care if you do? In the end, I’m walking out with my money!! Call me, else you know my account number… hehehe”]
[Dead silence for about 5seconds]
[Naadu breaks the silence by clearing her throat]
…to be continued
Photography Inspiration: Adrian McDonald.