Mrs.Devante Swing

Phyllis' Baby Shower

-At Pilar's House-

Pilar: (walks down the steps) hey.

Devante: hey. want something to eat? (fixes a plate of food)

Pilar: yeah. (sits at the counter).

Devante: (hands her a plate). So what has you in a bad mood?

Pilar: i gotta shit done for the damn baby shower. I have the caterers coming in tomorrow morning. i need to decorate the damn house tonight, so im going over to the house later. I need you to wrap the gifts too. 

Devante: no problem. 

Pilar: my mom is due in a week and she still wants a baby shower. 

Devante: your dad's heart attack put a lot of things on hold. 

Pilar: yeah, well she better not go into labor tomorrow. 

Devante: is Malina coming into town?

Pilar: nah. Marianna has the flu. I told her to get that girl the flu shot.

Devante: well i will be here with the kids tonight. 

Pilar: ok good. 

--Later that night--

-At Phyllis' house-

Pilar: so dad, how are you feeling? (sits on the couch).

Richard: im feeling wonderful.

Pilar: good. 

Phyllis: the decorations are looking nice! are you finished?

Pilar: no, not yet. i still need to decorate the banister and set up some flowers.

Phyllis: ok, well do you want some dinner?

Pilar: no thanks mom. 

Phyllis: wow! youre not hungry?

Pilar: i ate breakfast. like 11 am.

Phyllis: that was 10 hours ago.

Pilar: im not hungry. 

Phyllis: nonsense. come eat some of this fried chicken, corn on the cob and sweet potato pie.

Pilar: fine. (smiles)

Richard: the food is good girl!

--Back at home--

Pilar: (walks into the room) hey.

Devante: hey. how was everything?

Pilar: it was nice. (takes off clothes and gets in bed).

Devante: you not gonna take a shower?

Pilar: its one in the morning. im tired. i gotta get up in 7 hours. i dont wanna any sex, i dont wanna watch any TV, i dont even wanna talk. 

Devante: (giggles) ok. goodnight.

-No response from Pilar, except for a light snore.-

-Next day-

Devante: (taps Pilar on the shoulders) babe, wake up.

Pilar: huh? (wipes eyes) 

Devante: get up. 

Pilar: (looks at clock) jesus boy!! its 10am! you knew i was supposed to get up at 8. 

Devante: you missed your alarm. i decided to let you sleep in. you need the rest.

Pilar: thanks. that was nice of you.