44. Cinnamon Pond Tea - Leslie

• FADE IN:


• EXT. CITY PARK - NIGHT


• AVI sits cross-legged at the edge of a small pond at the center of the park. He trails his fingers through the water, staring at the glowing park lights. Insomniac dragonflies float above the pond, their wings glittering in the warm light.


• DEANNA rests her head against his shoulder, her buzzed head pushing against his sweater.


• She strokes his arm absently.


• AVI
• Hey, remember, this sweater gets fuzz stuck in your baldness.


• DEANNA
• Oh, oh!


• She pulls her head away and begins feeling for lint.


• She yanks a few fuzz balls out then gives up, leaning back into AVI's shoulder.


• DEANNA
• Whatever.


• AVI
• Look at that one.


• He points a dragonfly hovering over a lilypad.


• Deanna watches it admiringly.


• Impulsively, she jerks away and runs to the trash can by the path. She pulls two discarded cups from the can, and runs to a tree, pulling bark off.


• Avi watches her, confusion and amusement playing on his face.


• She dashes to the pond and scoops water into the cups, then returns to Avi, sticking the bark into a cup and handing it to him.


• DEANNA
• It's the perfect time for tea. And it's my favorite, Cinnamon Pond Tea...with the earthy spiciness of cinnamon mixed with the disturbingly enjoyably rot of park pond...


• Avi raises his cup to her, then pretends to sip.


• Deanna snuggles contently against his arm.


• AVI
• Thanks for coming with me to watch the dragons.


• Deanna touches his cheek, and they look over the pond, as the dragonflies continue their hypnotic dance in the park light.


• FADE TO BLACK.