Aleyna: Fatima finally
Fatima: I'm here
Aleyna: thanks for coming
Fatima: Anytime girl
Mason; (walks in) Hey Fatima bring it in
Aleyna: Mason did you check the turkey
Mason; (hugs Fatima) Zac is checking it
Zac:(walks in) Hey Aleyna Mason I don't know shit about turkeys Oh hello (looks at Fatima)
Aleyna: This is Fatima Zac
Fatima: Hi
Zac: Hey Mason look man I don't know what I'm doing meet me in the kitchen (they walk in the back)
Mason: What's up man?
Zac: Yo who is that?
Mason; Farina Aleyna best friend from college
Zac: She is smoking hot yo hook me up
Mason: Not so fast she don't live in the USA
Zac: So I got a jet
Mason: Right you do let's go back out there
Zac: Right (they go back outside and Aleyna is chatting with Fatima) so Fatima
Fatima: So Zac
Zac: Mason tells me your international
Fatima: I am I'm from France
Zac: Oh word
Fatima: Yes I am and you?
Zac: I'm from Pennsylvania born and raised and now I'm here in Virginia
Fatima: I see so
Mason: Let's eat
Aleyna: Yeah you two should sit together
Zac: Yeah let me get your chair (looks at Aleyna)
Fatima: Thank you
Zac: My pleasure madam (they sit down and eat and chat then Aleyna goes to get dessert) my favorite
Fatima: You like peach cobbler?
Zac: I do (he starts eating and Fatima watches him)
Fatima: Well Aleyna when is the wedding planning start
Zac: Yeah I got fit a tuxedos
Fatima: That part well a dress
Aleyna: A month can you come back in a month for the fitting and stuff
Fatima: I can do that
Zac: Good (everyone looks at Zac) I mean like good she can come back what type of work you do Fatima?
Fatima: Im an author
Zac.: Word I write books well I never published them
Mason: Right
Zac: Haha very funny
Mason: Man please don't bore Fatima with your shit
Aleyna: Mason darling not at the table
Mason: Right anyway want play a game?
Aleyna: Yeah spades
Fatima: No I got a early flight in the morning maybe I should go
Aleyna: Okay
Zac: Wait I can walk you to the door
Fatima: Okay (Zac wipes his face and walks to the door with Fatima)
Zac: I was gone ask if I could get your numbers
Fatima: How you know I ain't single?
Zac: I don't know are you single?
Fatima: I am and I'm not really looking I'm trying finish this book before I publish it I'm on a deadline and I got writes block like a mother fucker
Zac: Maybe I could help
Fatima: I don't even think anyone could help
Zac: Okay well if you change your mind you know hit me up (gives her his number)
Fatima: Thanks (he opens the door and walks out and open her rental car)
Ac: Safe travels Fatima (she smiles)
Fatima: Thanks Zac (she drives away and and gets to the hotel and goes to her room she packs and takes a shower and gets out and heads to bed)
The next morning Fatima wakes up and Aleyna calls her.
Aleyna: Hey girl
Fatima: Hey girl thanks for last night
Aleyna: No thank you
Fatima: What I do?
Aleyna: You made Zac smile you know he ain't been the same since he was dealing with girl
Fatima: What girl?
Aleyna: Shit maybe I should not say anything
Fatima: Well you already brought it up so spill?
Aleyna: He was engaged once and the girl dumped him a few hours before the wedding he ain't really smiled in a long time
Fatima:What's a long time?
Aleyna: Five months
Fatima: Five months oh no and you think I want be a rebound chick I'm good look I got finish packing
Aleyna: Whatever he can't stop talking about you
Fatima: Yeah I'm good hit you later Aleyna bye now (click) Oh I won't be needing this shit (throws the number away) Yupe bye Zac
Fatima leaves out the room and down the hallway and onto the elevator. She gets on the elevator and goes down to the lobby. She gets off the elevator and gets in her rental and drives to the airport.
Fatima: Think good thoughts Fatima (she drops the car off and goes to check in and who does she walking thru the airport) Zac
Zac: Hey Fatima what you doing here?
Fatima: I'm going home
Zac: Oh well I'm head out of the country for a few weeks
Fatima: Business?
Zac: No just for fun I been mopping around and I need to get away
Fatima: Don't you have a job?
Zac: Yeah to heal
Fatima: Okay Zac where you head to?
Zac: France
Fatima:(looks at him) You following me?
Zac: If I was following you I would be flying commercial but lucky for you I got a plane well jet
Fatima: Word?
Zac: Yes I do
Fatima: Good for you
Zac: Wht don't you join me sweet cakes
Fatima: Sweet cakes?
Zac: Yeah your head there too
Fatima: No see I brought a plane ticket and I don't want be wasteful
Zac: Suite yourself
Fatima: Mhmm (she watches him walk away) What ar you doing Fatima
Zac: (walks over to the booth) Excuse me
Mitchell: Yes Mr. Taylor
Zac: You see the future Mrs. Taylor right there (he looks)
Mitchell: Yeah Fatima
Zac: Boy don't make me smack the shit out you
Mitchell: Sorry sir what do you need me to do
Zac: Tell her flight has been cancelled and refund her the money
Mitchell's: As you wish (he goes in the system and Fatima gets an email)
Fatima: Oh hell no (walks over) Excuse me
Mitchell; Yes ma"ma
Fatima: This is a joke right?
Zac:(leans in) What's wrong?
Fatima: My flight was cancelled
Mitchell: Sorry I can't help you with that whatever goes goes I answer to one person
Fatima: listen I got get back home I was not even suppose to be here this long
Zac: Come with me
Fatima: Thanks but no thanks I got get this straight and you guys refund me come on now what's going on (a guy walks up)
George: Hey Mr. Taylor you okay?
Zac: I'm good I'm about to board a flight on my jet you know how I do
George: Yes sir I'm glad your apart of the business
Zac: Me too this young lady needs help
Fatima:(looks at Zac) thank you hey can someone tell me what's going on my flight was cancelled and I refund my money
George: Yes Mitchell
Zac: I told her she can fly with me
Fatima: I can't fly with you I got use my money thank you it's sweet but I'm good
Zac: Okay I'm be out bye now
Fatima: Okay sir can you help me
George: I'm afraid not Zac will have to help you
Fatima: He can't help me
Zac: I can my family owns all of this
Fatima:All of what?
Zac: This the airport my name is Zachery Taylor
Fatima: Of Taylor estate?
Zac: Yup
Fatima: What the hell
Zac: Yeah come with me I promise I won't bite at least not yet
Fatima: (looks at Mitchell and George) Fine then
Zac: Let me take your bags
Fatima: I got it
Zac: My bad
