Kevin, Lucy, and A Working Lunch

(Kevin and Lucy are enjoying lunch al fresco. Kevin is taking notes and he's wearing headphones, listening to a tape. Lucy is munching a carrot. She looks distracted. Kevin queries...)

K: "You're not going to sulk are you?"

L: "What?"

K: "I told you that I could come out for lunch on the condition that I could review my notes because I have to interview more twins this afternoon. And you said that my physical presence alone would suffice. So why do you look like that?"

L: "How do I look?"

K: "Troubled."

L: "Troubled? I'm not troubled. Nope. I'm maybe a little bit concerned, but, oh, it doesn't have anything to do with you. Not really, directly."

K: "OK. Spill."

L: "OK, I, ah, I made a major business decision and I would simply like your input."

K: "You've made the decision? So why would you need to know what I think?"

L: "Perhaps, perhaps, I am just a little bit afraid that you might be mad."

K: "I'm listening."

(And he does, as Lucy launches into a full rant about her business deal with Jax. Kevin finally manages to get in a word...)

K: "Congratulations."

(And he puts on his headphones and goes back to work. Lucy studies him and finally can't take it anymore. She moves the headphones...)

L: "Congratulations? That's it? Congratulations? That's all you're going to say?"

K: "Well, I thought that covered it. You have a done deal. Isn't it the deal you wanted?"

L: "No, no, not at all, actually, it's much, much better."

K: "Then I congratulate you on that."

L: "You're mad."

K: "No. Excuse me."

(And he puts those headphones back on.)

L: "Wait."

(He takes off the headphones.)

K: "You know, Lucy, these aren't an indication that I'm hard of hearing."

L: "See, you are mad at me. And it's OK. I can understand if you're going to be mad at me because I did make a major professional decision without considering you."

K: "Why should you? You are, as you continually remind me, a brilliant businesswoman. It's likely that you would make a smart decision, isn't it?"

L: "Well, yeah, of course."

K: "Then, what's the problem?"

L: "No problem, as long as you are not mad."

K: "I'm not."

L: "Good."

(Kevin's back to work, his headphones on, taking notes. Lucy moves the headphones, again.)

L: "Well, then how come we're not celebrating, you know?"

K: "Because I have work to do."

L: "Oh right, oh please, we all have our priorities."

(Kevin's back to his headphones and notes. Lucy scoots her chair over to Kevin's side. She caresses his hand, his arm, she nibbles his neck. He takes off the headphones and asks...)

K: "Are you trying to make me mad?"

L: "Maybe. You're awfully fun lately when you're mad. OK, so some people really do have their priorities. Work."

(Lucy scoots back over to the other side of the table. But now she has Kevin's full attention. He deliberately turns off the tape recorder and removes the headphones, then scoots his chair over to Lucy's side. She's feigning indifference, her head stuck in an issue of "Siren." Kevin tries charm...)

K: "I suppose it could wait."

L: "Huh?"

K: "My work, it can wait."

L: "I'm sorry, I'm extremely busy, here."

K: "Now you really are making me mad."

(Lucy's trying to hide her smile from Kevin.)

L: "So, whatcha going to do about it?"

(Kevin takes the magazine out of Lucy's hand and puts it on the table. He then grabs Lucy's lapels and pulls her to him for one serious kiss. They break apart, smiling. Then back to kissing and out...)

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