Sandra's POV
I walk into the studio to see Patrick and Ellen sitting by the food table, talking. I start to walk toward them when a hand grabs my arm and drags me into a supply closet.
Once my eyes adjust to the sudden darkness, I see Eric Dane with an evil look on his face. I look at him cautiously.
"San. I have an awesome prank but I need your help to pull it off. Are you in?" he asks quickly.
"What? A prank? On who? When? What do I have to do?" I ask. He hushes me.
"Patrick and I have a prank war going on right now. And I have come up with the perfect prank. I want to do it as soon as possible." he says. I nod.
"I want to sign Ellen and Jillian up for wife swap. I figure if we get their forms submitted at the same time then they will probably get picked for each other." he says. I nod.
"Don't you think this prank is a little far? I mean you're messing with their families."
He shakes his head.
"He started it. He went too far when he messed with my shampoo." I laugh.
"So what do I have to do with this?" I ask.
"You have to fill out Ellen's form. You know her best. And if you can't figure something out on the form then casually ask her about it. So are you in?" he asks.
"Hell yeah! I never back down from a prank." I tell him. He laughs.
"All right!" he says, giving me a fist bump. We exit the closet and get a strange look from Ellen and Patrick who were the only ones to see us leave the room.
Ignoring their suspicious glances, we finish filming for the day. I quickly walk back to my trailer which is located next to Ellen and Patrick's. I unlock the door and walk in, turning the lights on.
I printed a wife swap form while I was at the studio so that I could fill it out when I was done. I place the form on the table and sit down.
Right as my butt touches the seat, I hear a knock on my door. I sigh and get up to open the door. I find Eric standing on the steps of my trailer.
I look around to see if anyone saw him before pulling him inside.
"Way to be obvious!" I tell him, closing the door.
"Huh?" he asks, sitting at the table. I sit in across from him in front of my form.
"Ellen or Patrick could have seen you!" I say. He shrugs and pulls his form out.
I hand him a pen from my pen jar and we get started.
"What's Jill's phone number?" he asks.
"I don't know." I say without looking up.
A couple silent minutes pass.
"Does Jill work full time or part time?" he asks.
"I don't know." I say again.
More silence.
"How long have they been living in their home?" he asks. I drop my pen and look up.
"Eric. I. Don't. Know. Go ask Patrick. Tell him it's for an interview. He'll fall for it. He isn't that bright." I tell him.
"Good idea!" he says smiling, as he gets up and leaves my trailer. I pick up the pen I had abandoned and finished filling out the form.
I hope we don't get in trouble for forging all of this.
***
I eat lunch in the cafeteria of the college that we use as a hospital. I set my plate of pizza down on a round table and sit down. T.R and Katie, who had already been sitting there, look up and greet me.
A couple minutes later, Eric sits down next to me looking frightened.
"What's wrong with you?" I ask.
"There's a man here. From wife swap. He gave two envelopes to Shonda and is having them delivered to Ellen and Patrick." he says quickly. My eyes widen as T.R. and Katie lean toward us curiously.
"What's this about wife swap?" T.R. asks.
"Wife Swap? I love that show!" Katie says. I hush them and turn back to Eric.
"Do they know it was us?" I ask. He shrugs.
"They haven't been delivered yet. Ellen and Patrick are sitting over there." he says, pointing at a table across the room. We all four turn to look at them.
Ellen leans back in her chair, laughing at something Patrick said. He grins at her adoringly. I glance at the cafeteria entrance and see Shonda looking around the room, envelopes in hand.
I smack Eric to get his attention and point at Shonda. We all watch as Shonda walks over to Patrick and Ellen, handing them envelopes. She says something to Patrick before turning and walking away.
Patrick says something to Ellen who shrugs in reply before opening the letter. We watch her face as she reads the letter. Her nose scrunched up and her eyebrows knit together as she becomes confused.
She hands the letter to Patrick and says something to him, gesturing at the letter with her hands. He hands it back, saying something sadly.
"I wonder what they're saying." Katie says.
"Well Ellen handed him the letter and Patrick probably reminded her of his dyslexia." Eric says.
"Ohhh." we all say together.
We watch as Patrick opens his own letter and hands it to Ellen who reads it to him. They talk intently before looking around the room. Ellen's gaze meets mine and the entire table quickly averts their eyes from Ellen.
"Do you think she knows it was us?" Eric asks.
"Yeah I think she knows." Ellen says, standing behind Eric with her hands on her hips. Patrick stands next to her, his arms crossed over his chest.
"Oh Ellen. Patrick. How are you?" I ask.
"Fine." Patrick says.
"Hey did you see that the food truck outside got new...wheels?" Eric asks, trying to change the subject.
"Who did it?" Ellen asks, getting straight to the point.
"Did what?" Katie asks.
"Who signed me and Jillian up for Wife Swap?" she asks pissed.
"Wife Swap? What's that?" T.R. asks.
Ellen leans across the table, getting really close to his face.
"T.R. who signed us up?" she asks. He looks away only to have Ellen push his face back to facing her.
"Uhhhh..." he says shakily. I stare at him intently.
"Tell me." Ellen says, grabbing his ear.
"Okay! Okay! It was Sandra and Eric!" he says. She releases him and stands up straight as he rubs his ear.
"Dude." Eric and Katie said. I glare at him, making him shift in his seat.
"What the hell?!" Ellen asks, smacking Eric's arm. Eric starts laughing.
"You just got pranked!" Eric says, laughing and pointing at Patrick. Patrick widens his eyes and then gets very angry.
"This is too far Eric. You not only brought my family into this but you brought Ellen and her husband into this!" he says. Eric shrugs.
"It's just two weeks. It'll be over before you know it." Eric says. Ellen sighs and walks away, Patrick following not far behind.
