that uses this scene to death. During prom week all the soap operas give a rendition of this. It’s kind of funny, isn’t it? Hey, this does seem like one of those stupid slow motion sequences when the brave man runs, yelling “No!” in a deeper voice because it’s been slowed, to save the beautiful girl in trouble. Those are the slow motion moments that make you want to gag or a least fast forward past this moment. It just doesn’t make any sense for why the director added the “slow mo.” If they’re trying to be artsy, they just made it really stupid and funny. Well, I’ll get you back to the moment where Jill and Liz just got nailed with marinara sauce.
“Like, ewwww! This is so wrong! Lena!” Jill waved her hands wildly.
“This is your fault.” Liz started laughing hysterically and was going to walk towards Lena when she slipped on the marinara sauce. Liz did the splits! “Ahhh! Call a doctor!” Liz shrieked.
Lena’s eyes were wide with both anger and shock. “Jack! Why did you do that? You’re supposed to be on my side!”
“Not anymore, Lena; it’s over. You’re never going to get that boob job like you wanted.” Jack yelled.
Lean gasped, “That was supposed to be our secret! I can’t believe that you told. You promised.”
“You forfeit deserving my trust when you try and hurt my friends,” Jack picked Betty up from the ground and gave her a bear hug too.
“Whatever. I am so out of here.” Lena got her coat and looked back at Jack. You could tell she was desperate for those boobs because she said, “Are you coming?”
“No. You can take that fake smile and shove it up those butt implants of yours.” Jack said.
“Your loss. It’s over, Jack.”
“Oh, it’s been over for a while now, Lena.”
“Whatever,” Lena rolled her eyes saying one of the few words that she knew. She started to walk out. She didn’t care that she was going to leave Liz and Jill in their rather compromising positions.
“Lena?” I called.
“What?”
“Next time that you decide to rip off of Carrie make sure that you’re messing with the right people.” I walked up to her.
“Don’t underestimate me. I know you better than you think,” Lena sneered.
“Really?”
“Yeah. You might think that you’re smarter, but you’re not. It doesn’t matter what you do. I’ll always win in the end.”
“You act like this is a contest, Lena. What are you trying to win?”
“I want you to lose all of your self-respect.”
“Like you have?” I smiled.
“Charming. I’m sure your boyfriend thinks that you’re just a delight. Oh, wait! I forgot…you don’t have one!” Lena cackled.
“You don’t either.” I added.
“I could have any man that I wanted in here. It wouldn’t matter. They might hate me, but they’d go out with me in a heartbeat. We both know it.”
“That’s not true.”
“Isn’t it?” She looked around the room for an example. “Big Al?”
“Yes?” It was as if Big Al appeared out of nowhere.
“Want to go out sometime?” Lena cupped his chin with her hand.
“Well…” He seemed uncomfortable.
“Please?” She kissed him. (Man is she easy or what?)
Big Al jumped back, “The dance only lasts a couple of hours. I’ve got to go.”
I gave Lena a who’s-the-loser-now look. “Well?”
“That doesn’t mean anything. I have to go. Your company is boring me to tears.” She walked off.
“I’m sure it is.” I mumbled under my breath.
“Excuse me! We could use some-” Liz started to say something, but then she passed out again.
I walked over to help her up when someone grabbed on my shoulder. I jumped.
“Sorry. I keep scaring you don’t I?” It was the Mohawk dude again.
“Yeah, and I don’t mean to be rude, but it’s getting really annoying.”
“I know. I just wanted to talk to you because you ran off earlier.”
“Oh right. Sorry about that.”
“I just wanted to know
“Like, ewwww! This is so wrong! Lena!” Jill waved her hands wildly.
“This is your fault.” Liz started laughing hysterically and was going to walk towards Lena when she slipped on the marinara sauce. Liz did the splits! “Ahhh! Call a doctor!” Liz shrieked.
Lena’s eyes were wide with both anger and shock. “Jack! Why did you do that? You’re supposed to be on my side!”
“Not anymore, Lena; it’s over. You’re never going to get that boob job like you wanted.” Jack yelled.
Lean gasped, “That was supposed to be our secret! I can’t believe that you told. You promised.”
“You forfeit deserving my trust when you try and hurt my friends,” Jack picked Betty up from the ground and gave her a bear hug too.
“Whatever. I am so out of here.” Lena got her coat and looked back at Jack. You could tell she was desperate for those boobs because she said, “Are you coming?”
“No. You can take that fake smile and shove it up those butt implants of yours.” Jack said.
“Your loss. It’s over, Jack.”
“Oh, it’s been over for a while now, Lena.”
“Whatever,” Lena rolled her eyes saying one of the few words that she knew. She started to walk out. She didn’t care that she was going to leave Liz and Jill in their rather compromising positions.
“Lena?” I called.
“What?”
“Next time that you decide to rip off of Carrie make sure that you’re messing with the right people.” I walked up to her.
“Don’t underestimate me. I know you better than you think,” Lena sneered.
“Really?”
“Yeah. You might think that you’re smarter, but you’re not. It doesn’t matter what you do. I’ll always win in the end.”
“You act like this is a contest, Lena. What are you trying to win?”
“I want you to lose all of your self-respect.”
“Like you have?” I smiled.
“Charming. I’m sure your boyfriend thinks that you’re just a delight. Oh, wait! I forgot…you don’t have one!” Lena cackled.
“You don’t either.” I added.
“I could have any man that I wanted in here. It wouldn’t matter. They might hate me, but they’d go out with me in a heartbeat. We both know it.”
“That’s not true.”
“Isn’t it?” She looked around the room for an example. “Big Al?”
“Yes?” It was as if Big Al appeared out of nowhere.
“Want to go out sometime?” Lena cupped his chin with her hand.
“Well…” He seemed uncomfortable.
“Please?” She kissed him. (Man is she easy or what?)
Big Al jumped back, “The dance only lasts a couple of hours. I’ve got to go.”
I gave Lena a who’s-the-loser-now look. “Well?”
“That doesn’t mean anything. I have to go. Your company is boring me to tears.” She walked off.
“I’m sure it is.” I mumbled under my breath.
“Excuse me! We could use some-” Liz started to say something, but then she passed out again.
I walked over to help her up when someone grabbed on my shoulder. I jumped.
“Sorry. I keep scaring you don’t I?” It was the Mohawk dude again.
“Yeah, and I don’t mean to be rude, but it’s getting really annoying.”
“I know. I just wanted to talk to you because you ran off earlier.”
“Oh right. Sorry about that.”
“I just wanted to know
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