November 4, 2005
Week 27 - Impossible Dreams 10
"Do you know this man?" Mark asks Lucy, pointing to Powell.
"What? Yes... He's... he's my friend."
"Well, what was he doing poking around in my office?"
"Um... I wasn't poking around," Powell says. "I was just resting."
"Mark, dear, what's going on?" Myrna asks.
The security guard taps Mark on the shoulder. "Can I go now, Mr. Lamont?"
"No you cannot. This man may be dangerous!"
"Powell is completely harmless!" Lucy shouts.
Myrna's bag beeps. "Oh, good lord!" she says and she pulls out a cell phone. "What now?"
Powell looks at Lucy. "Um... I... I think I should go look for your father."
"Yes!" Lucy nods. "That's a very good idea!"
"You're not going anywhere!" Mark says.
Myrna shakes her head. "No, I don't know where the remote is!" she says into the phone. "You're the one who sits around all day watching TV!"
"Where do you come off sending a spy to rifle through my office!" Mark demands.
"How dare you accuse me of such a thing!" Lucy yells.
"Don't you 'how dare you' me!" Mark says. "You're the one who invaded my privacy!"
"Did you look between the pillows of the couch?" Myrna asks. "It's always falling in there..."
"I'm just going to leave now," the guard says, and he backs out of the office.
"Um... I really think I'd better go look for Mr. Lamont," Powell says.
"Why aren't you with him!" Lucy screams. "You're supposed to be keeping an eye on..." She looks at her cousin. "I mean... I thought he was showing you the offices."
Suddenly, there is a loud bang from somewhere below. All the lights flicker and go out.