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SCENE 1

(Same day, 11:50pm, inside the G Office Building, Penthouse, Beth and Elis' workplace, Paris, France)

Elis: (reads email from the London office, jots down details on the notebook, earphones on, playing 400 Lux by Lorde, hums along and randomly sings some parts) You pick me up and take me home again... (hums, bounces along with the music, continues writing on the notebook, doesn't realize Beth walked in, sings loudly) And I like you, I like these roads where the houses don't change, where we can talk like there's something to say...  (feels a pat on her shoulder, shouts in shock, looks behind her to see a laughing Beth holding a paper bag, removes her earphones) Oh my god! I almost peed myself! (wipes the sweat from her forehead)

Beth:  (still laughing, dropping the paper bag to the floor) You're face was priceless! (calming down, a big smile on her face)  Is this what you do every time you're left alone? (grabs the paper bag on the floor, places it on her desk, removes her coat and hangs it on the coat rack)

Elis: (smiling) This is what I do when I work late nights.

Beth: (grabs a piece of wrapped popsicle and a bottle of water, gives it to Elis)

Elis: (smiles wide) Yay, popsicle! (rips the packaging open) I thought you went home already. (pops the popsicle in her mouth, swivels her chair to face the computer and continues with her work)

Beth: (sits down on her office chair, opens her own popsicle, switches the computer on) I didn't, I just popped into the store and got snacks because overtime will make me hungry. (rubs her stomach, smiles)

SCENE 2

(January 7, Tuesday, 1:34am, G Office Building, Beth and Elis' workplace, Paris, France)

Elis: (one earphone in, listening to Please Don't Say You Love me by Gabrielle Aplin, eyes starting to close, one arm propped on the table, head resting on her hand, falls asleep)

Beth: (types on her computer) What was the song you were listening to a while ago? (looks at Elis, waits for a response) Elis? (stands up, walks to Elis) Elis, you better go home and get some rest. (shakes Elis lightly to wake up) Get some rest. (taps her shoulder) Elis?

Elis: (jumps awake, wipes her eyes)

Beth: You better go home and get some rest.

Elis: (shakes her head) No, I have so much to do. Mr. G wants to continue with construction in London, he wants to finally launch a branch in London after hearing about the possibility of Styles opening an office and a branch there. He wants to get me to contact so much people and get all the details! (starts to stress out) I didn't even sign up for this!

Beth: (rubs Elis' shoulder calmingly) I understand you, darling. (smiles weakly)

Elis: (looks at Beth) Seven and a half months ago, I graduated Uni with a degree in Fashion Design (sighs, takes a sip of water) Then 13 days later, I applied here in hopes that I could be a fashion designer here but no (extends "o") he didn't like the colorfulness and the uniqueness, at that time he was in with the dark fashion, all black and red. (pauses) I mean, I love black, I love dark fashion but as I see G Couture's lines nowadays, they are all so colorful and I wondered what I did wrong. (takes another sip from her water)  And to top that, he was like "You're not pretty nor skinny enough to be a model, so will you be my assistant instead?" Of course I said yes because hell it's G Couture the #1 fashion brand in the world. Like, I could be part of the success, (mumbles) in my own little way. (puts her head in her hands)

Beth: You are such a beautiful lady, Elis. (ries to cheer her up) Plus, Mr. G appreciates your work here so much, he just doesn't show it.

Elis: (shakes her head) "How would you feel though if the number one person in fashion tells you you're not beautiful enough? (types on her computer, looks at Beth) That's a huge let down for me.(making excessive gestures with her hands, frustrated)  I've grown up loving his sense of style and his models and seeing that I'm not good enough hurts. (harshly points at herself)  I'm almost 22, Beth. (opens one of her desk's drawers, pulls out a sketchpad, hands I to Beth)  I want to be able to share my own kind of style.

Beth: (scans through the sketchpad) These are absolutely beautiful, Elis! (closes the sketch pad, looks at Elis) You're very young, talented and stunning. You have so much potential, you deserve better. I'll try talking to father dearest about this; I'd be more than happy to help you out. (smiles as she scans through the sketchpad again)

Elis: Thank you but you don't have to. (smiles sheepishly)

Beth: (warmly) I insist. (goes back to her desk, scrolls through her emails) You know, honey, I've been working in this company for 10 whole years (looks at Elis) and I never made a move to try and leave even though tons of opportunities were tossed in my way. I simply couldn't! Although, heaven knows how many times I thought about it!

Elis: (confused) Why? Why didn't you grab the better opportunities? Why didn't you leave?

Beth: (sighs) Mr. Geroux knows my mom pretty well and mom has helped Mr. Geroux accomplish what he has now, (pauses, swallows a lump in her throat) My mom died when I was 14 and my dad left for good,(rolls her eyes) I saw it coming anyway (smiles even though tears are forming in her eyes) And ever since, Mr. G paid for my studies then after I graduated he got me a job here, so I owe everything to him.(types reports on Word) Mr. G doesn't have a family anymore, (drinks her coffee) his wife left him unexpectedly with no trace and his children went with her.(makes a face) That was 3 years ago but until now he's still bitter and depressed. (shrugs) But I guess we have that in common, I know how it feels like.

Elis: (shuts the computer down) I'm sorry.

Beth: Don't be. (smiles) Just please try to understand Mr. G.

Elis: I will. (grins) I think we better go now, It's almost 2am.  (cleans and organizes her desk)

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