Chaesoo ff - Love Undercover

Chapter 2

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The next few days at a restaurant. It's pouring rain. Inside, Rosè sits at a table, alone.

Rosè, dressed up, hair up, sits at a table. She's anxious. She checks her watch. She's been sitting here a while. She looks at the menu, looks up as A MAN comes in the door, looks around. She sits up, hopeful as he walks towards her, but then continues walking and joins a big GROUP in the back. The MAITRE D' approaches...

"Mademoiselle, are you sure I can't get you something while you wait? A glass of wine, perhaps?"

Rosè slightly shook her head. "No, thank you. The reservation was for eight o'clock, wasn't it?"

"Yes, ma'am. She glances at a clock that says NINE O'CLOCK." Rosè began to lose hope.

"But you know--the weather..." the maitre'd tries to cheer her up.

"Oh~ yeah, there was a terrible accident downtown. If I hadn't left an hour early--he's probably caught in that." She smiled.

"Yes. I'm sure of it." He replied.

Rosè sits there a moment. Feels the looks from the other diners. Before she can stop herself, she starts to cry. The Maitre D' and a waiter look away.

"Bastard." The Maitre'D murmured. He is more disappointed by the man that makes Rosè wait for hours.

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Outside the restaurant A FIGURE in an overcoat, collar pulled up, hurriedly crosses the street, glancing over her shoulder. It's still pouring hard outside.

The Figure moves past the restaurant, but backs up, seeing Rosè alone at her table, crying.

The figure stands there, watching her. We HEAR A HELICOPTER. The Figure turns, sees A SEARCHLIGHT SWEEP THE STREET. The figure ducks inside the restaurant.

Going back inside the restaurant . Rosè dabs at her eyes, picks up her purse, and is about to stand when...

"Hello." A mellow voice bid her happily.

She looks up and sees the WOMAN IN THE OVERCOAT standing there. We see her clearly for the first time.

She's good-looking, gorgeous and very angelic.

"Are you?" She asked.

Rosè thinks for a moment before answering. "Rosè, yeah. And y-you are Andrew?" The woman smiled showing her perfectly heart-shaped lips.

"Guilty. I know it's a bit weird and all. My mom is insane for naming me after a man. I used to think it was her first love. But anyway... I'm so sorry. How long have you been--"

"--Oh, not long. That's okay." She shakes her hand, smiles at Andrew.

She can't believe her luck. She looks around at the other diners, many looking this way. She takes off her coat and sits.

"I hope this doesn't bother you." Rosè frowned.

"Bother me? Why?" She asked.

"I just have this thought that maybe you are expecting a handsome guy to walk in your way. But just so you know, this is not me. I'm not that person who keeps a lady waiting."

"Then what kind of person are you?" Rosè got curious.

"Right now, a thirsty person." She opens the wine list, studies it... then she looks at her date.

"You look like a red girl to me. A big bold red"

Andrew begins speaking in flawless French. She watches, dazzled as the Maitre D' laughs at something Andrew says, then bows and moves on to fetch the wine.