August 22, 2008

Scenes: 3
Characters: Clarice, Sonny Corinthos
Gallery: Screencaps

Clarice: When you walk into the reception wearing it, jaws are literally going to drop.

Kate: Mm. Federico did a lovely job.

Clarice: Lovely? He’s just given yet another reason for all the petty and jealous in the fashion industry to hate you. Giselle is going to have a stroke. It’s perfect.

Kate: Well, not quite. The empire waist has to be raised a centimeter. Seamstress: Yes, Miss Howard.

Kate: It will give me more freedom of movement. After all, I’ll be greeting guests all night and dancing with my handsome groom.

Sonny: The groom is very much looking forward to that.

Kate: Ahem. You need to leave. You are not supposed to see this dress.

Sonny: Too late. I already saw it. And I want to see more. Clarice, get out of the way. Move.

Kate: Don’t move, Clarice. All right, if we’re going to break a tradition, we have to do this right.

Sonny: You going to run away on me again?

Kate: Turn around.

Sonny: What do you mean, turn around?

Kate: Turn around.

Kate: Okay, okay, okay. Okay. You can look.

Sonny: You look gorgeous. Honestly, I can’t stop looking.

Sonny: You look so gorgeous in this magnificent dress that I don’t know how the wedding dress is going to compare.

Kate: Well, it’s different. It’s more formal.

Sonny: So it’s not like a bunch of pillows exploded?

Kate: Oh, what are you saying? You saying that I wouldn’t look good with a bunch of pillows exploding?

Sonny: Nah, I’d say you’d look good in anything. But you’d even look better with nothing.

Sonny: You know what?

Kate: What?

Sonny: I take it back.

Kate: What?

Sonny: All the comments, teasing, and all that — that — you know. About your big plans for the wedding, I — you were right.

Kate: Well, it’s your wedding, too. You get a say, and I know you’re a private person.

Sonny: Yes, I am. But, you know, some events are watershed in your life, and this is a big deal, and, uh — we’re starting a new life, and I want to make a statement. I’m very proud that you’re going to be my wife.

[Sonny grunts]

Kate: What? What happened?

Sonny: I just — I guess the pin in the back.

Kate: There’s blood on the dress. Oh, this is the worst possible luck of all.

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