Daylight - Benjamin Beast

Chapter Four

*With Ben - on the phone*

Benjamin: Deborah?

Deborah: Yes, Your Majesty?

Benjamin: Can you ask Lumiere to call me regarding Cotillion?

Deborah: Yes, sir

Benjamin: Thank you

*He hangs up then there is a knock on the door*

Sophia: Ben?

Benjamin: Sophia! Evie! Come on in

Evie: Magnolia's gone back to the Isle

Sophia: Ben...

Benjamin: This is my fault. This is my fault. I-I blew it. She'd been under so much pressure lately, and instead of being understanding, I just went all Beast on her. I have to go there and apologize. I have to go there and... and beg her to come back

Evie: Ben, you'll never find her

Benjamin: I...

Evie: You need to know the Isle and how it works and... You have to take me with you

Benjamin: Yes! Uh, are... are you sure?

Evie: Yeah. She's best friend and we'll bring the boys and the other two, too, because there's safety in numbers, and none of us is really too popular over there right now

Benjamin: Thank you

Sophia: I'm coming

Benjamin: No

Sophia: She is my best friend Ben

Benjamin: Gabriel will never approve of that and he'll probably go beast if he finds out

Sophia: Fine

Evie: But let's get two things straight. You have to promise me that I won't get stuck there again

Benjamin: I promise

Evie: And there's no way you're going looking like that

*With Magnolia after she makes it to the Isle*

Dizzy: Lia! Is Evie back, too?

Magnolia: As if. I, um, forgot that you guys don't open till midnight. Place looks good

*Dizzy lets out a giggle*

Magnolia: So what is your deal? Has your grandmother given you any customers yet?

Dizzy: Ah, just a witch here and there. Mostly, it's a lot of scrubbing and scouring and sweeping. Lots and lots of sweeping

Magnolia: Sounds like the old Cinderella treatment, eh?

Dizzy: Yeah, she's gone from Wicked Stepmother to Wicked Grandmother. That's not really much of a switch

Magnolia: Hey, Dizzy, you used to do Evie, right?

Dizzy: Yeah. I thought of the little braids

Magnolia: You have any ideas for me?

Dizzy: Mm. The washed-out blonde? The best of no worlds. You can't see where your face ends and your hair begins! Oh, what is this, "Bored to Death Pink"?

Magnolia: Hmm

Dizzy: How far can I go?

Magnolia: *While clicking her tongue* The works?

I mean, whatever makes me feel like me, but, you know... way loonier

Dizzy: Yay!

*After she finishes Magnolia's hair and nails*