344. And If, Perchance, We Meet - Leslie

• FADE IN:


• INT. BACKSTAGE - NIGHT


• ADRIAN wanders down the backstage hallways, his tux loose, shirt unbuttoned at the top, his tie slung untied around his collar.


• The hall is lined with large mirrors that stretch down the walls, separated by thin patches of pinstripe-wall-papered patches of concrete.


• He rounds the corner and comes to a full stop.


• DARYA is standing by one of the mirrors, her face millimeters from the surface, eyes half closed.


• She has a small, round face, a nose that turns up just slightly, and lips parted and she breathes onto the mirror, watching the fog of her breath grow across the glass.


• She is casually elegant, with her hair is tied into a bun, teardrop earrings spinning down to her shoulders, the thin straps of her dark tank top criss-crossing her back, and a faux fur-rimmed jacket around her elbows.


• Adrian backs up to the corner and tries to watch surreptitiously.


• Darya watches the fog disappear with a smile, then blows again, lost in her own world.


• Adrian watches, enchanted.


• She steps back and draws a pattern in the misted mirror.


• Adrian pulls back a bit and bumps into the edge of the mirror behind him.


• He winces in pain and stumbles.


• Darya looks up at the sound, catching Adrian.


• She stands up straighter, embarrassed, then smiles.


• Adrian pulls back, then decides against it, and pulls himself away from the wall, trying to look somewhat dignified.


• He walks towards her and her smile fades.


• ADRIAN
• Hi.


• DARYA
• No, just keep on walking.


• ADRIAN
• What?


• DARYA
• Just keep going; I'm just the girl you brushed past in the hall who you dream about for a few weeks, then forget.


• ADRIAN
• I was just going to suggest coffee or something - nothing that serious.


• Footsteps ring down the hall.


• DARYA
• Quick! Keep going.


• Adrian walks past.


• RICK strides around the corner which Adrian was hiding behind just moments before.


• His tux fits crisply against his muscular frame.


• RICK
• There you are! You're always slipping away.


• He kisses her firmly.


• Adrian turns back as Rick pulls Darya away.


• She turns her head and Adrian is captured by her lips, her eyes.


• There is a flash of recognition on her face and she nods, ever so slightly.


• Adrian watches the two disappear around the corner.


• He shakes his head and walks forward again.


• Running a hand through his hair, he pulls the tie off completely, and takes one more look down the hall, then rounds the opposite corner and disappears.


• FADE TO BLACK.