Black Haired Johansson

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Florence: Ashley! You look amazing.

Ashley: You certainly had a glow up too bestie! (Hugs Florence) (Squints)

Florence: Maybe I should take a shower before we hug.

Ashley: I just realized but I couldn't help it.

Florence: How are you in Jersey City?

Ashley: Simple. I drove here from Albany.

Florence: Funny. I was just here with some peers.

Ashley: That's cool. I am visiting for the summer. It's beautiful around there.

Florence: I think I could have enjoyed it more.

Ashley: Why do you look so muddy?

Florence: I was hit over the head.

Ashley: OH MY GOD! ARE YOU OKAY?! Who do I need to kill?!

Florence: I am fine. I just want a shower. What month is it?

Ashley: October.

Florence: It was just July.

Ashley: That was three months ago.

Florence: Oh.

Ashley: How bout I take you to my place and then we get some tea afterwards.

Florence: (Smiles) I'd love that.

Ashley: (Smiles)

Abraham: (Going through paperwork)

Lizzie: ABRAHAM STINKIN DENBULL!!!

Abraham: Shit.

Lizzie: Are you drowning my name in the mud!!!

Blake: (Holding phone and typing)

Abraham: ABSOLUTELY NOT!

Lizzie: YOU LYING BASTARD! (Puts her heel into Abraham's balls and pins him to the wall)

Abraham: OH!!!

Blake: (Smiles)

Lizzie: I JUST SAW AN ARTICLE THAT SAYS I EAT MUD WITH ALL MY FRIENDS!!!

Blake: (Looks at article and presses edit button)

Abraham: I SWEAR I DID NOT MAKE AN ARTICLE!!

Lizzie: SCARLETT!!!

Scarlett: (Walks in with black hair and a see through gown) (Holds a knife)

Lizzie: (Punches Abraham across his face repeatedly)

Abraham: (Bleeds and moans)

Blake: (Taps her phone)

Lizzie: YOU DID MAKE THIS ARTICLE!!

Scarlett: (Stabs Abraham in the shoulder)

Lizzie: IT SAYS WRITTEN BY SCARLETT JOHANSSON! WHAT?! (Puts her foot down) (Turns around) WHAT A FUCKING FRIEND YOU ARE BLACK HAIRED JOHANSSON!

Abraham: I can sue you both now!

Blake: (Smiles while holding her phone)

Scarlett: (Turns around) (Tears roll down her face) Lizzie wait. (Runs after Lizzie)

Blake: (Smiles)

Abraham: I cannot believe I made a deal to take over after Arthur died. Why do I have to suffer for being the richest in the family? (Walks away sadly)

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