Pink Paradise

The Beginning

Location: The Abandoned Murphy Ranch, Los Angeles, California.
Time: 12:00

clack, clack, clack.

Heels on the hot cement ground clack as a woman in red walks towards the main house on the Ranch.

A slim , yet tall and fit man in a navy blue suit and a nice tie around his neck and a clip board in his arms stands in the front of the estate patiently.

Finally the woman stands in front of the man, looking her up and down. "Mrs. Green."

"Mr. Anderson. It's a pleasure seeing you again." Mrs. Green holds out her slim yet soft hand to Mr. Anderson. He takes her hand and kisses it softly. "Onto Business." Mrs. Green takes her hand back and walks up the stairs to the house, she waits for Mr. Anderson to open it because Mrs. Green is a lady.

As Mr. Anderson opens the door, Mrs. Green walks into the house and smiles as she breathes in the air. "Where do I sign?" She turns around to look Mr. Anderson in the eye.

"Oh yeah that." He fumbles with the clapboard and grabs a pen from out of his pocket to hand to Mrs. Green as well as the clip board.

"Right on the bottom. Just initial the bottom." Mr. Anderson shakes in place. Mr. Green signs and hands back the clip board. "How long till this place is up and running?" She asks ever so gently.

"Uh the men start work as soon as I file this." Mr. Anderson answers Mrs. Greens question with a smile. "Congratulations. You are now the owner of this ranch. What is the plan for it, may I ask?"

Mrs. Green smiles. "It's going to be a hotel. A beautiful Pink Paradise."