*Stretch sits next to Theresa and smiles charmingly, gazing into her eyes; Clint sits next to Angie and gazes into her eyes; Kim sits by herself, across the aisle from a hideous looking beast and averts her eyes, gazing at her food.*
Kim: Well, this is a hoot--I think we should do this more often.
*Theresa looks to Kim*
Theresa: Awww, what's wrong now?
Kim: *Sigh* Nothing.
Angie: Looks like Kim's jealous...
Kim: I am not, I'm just tired...that's all.
*Kim picks at her food with her fist under her chin. Angie and Theresa go back to snuggling with their fellas.*
Theresa: So, Stretch, what brings you here--to Cuba that is--?
*Angie laughs*
Angie: What part of the good ol' US are ya' from?
*Out of suspicion, Stretch looks to Angie a bit sharp*
Stretch: How'd you guess I was from the US?
Angie: Well, you don't look much like a Cuban to me...
*Stretch laughs nervously and places his arm behind Theresa, re-positioning himself*
How am I gonna get myself out of this one?Stretch: Well, I...I--I'm here on business.
*He smiles, as if completing the first test. Angie nods and raises her brows, as if he revealed a very detailed answer*
Angie: Ahhh, well--
Kim: What kind of business?
*Theresa gives Kim a 'look;*
Theresa: Don't be rude, Kim!
Kim: I was just curious...
Stretch: Oh, I don't mind.
*Angie and Theresa look to Stretch intently.*
Angie: Then what
do you do?
*Stretch takes a deep inhale, searching the ground for some kind of answer*
Stretch: Just a regular business man, you know...
Kim: What do ya' sell?
Stretch: Curtains.
*Once the words spill from Stretch's lips, he begins to kick himself*
Curtains?! You might have been better off telling her the truth!*Clint looks to Stretch and suppresses a laugh*
Clint: Curtains, huh?
*Stretch shoots Clint a glare, and slowly lays his fingers across his knife*
Stretch: Yeah, anything wrong with that?
*Clint puts his hands up defensively, chuckling*
Clint: Oh, nothing...nothing at all.
*Angie looks to Kim, in disbelief, somewhat worried, yet not sure if this guy's joking. Theresa gazes at him lovingly and sighs blissfully. After dinner the five walk back to their hotel, taking their time, chatting and laughing.*
Clint: Angie...
*Angie looks to Clint*
Angie: Yes?
Clint: Would you mind taking a walk with me through the park? It's such a lovely evening I thoug--
Angie: I would love to, Clint.
*Clint smiles excitedly and takes her by the hand. Angie slows down next to Kim and Theresa*
Angie: Clint and I are gonna take a stroll, we'll meet you back in the room.
*Kim and Theresa nod and continue on their way with Stretch. About five minutes later the three come to an ice cream shop; With her arm linked with Stretch, Theresa stops and looks up to him*
Theresa: Would you mind? I've got such a craving for ice cream!
*Stretch smiles sweetly*
Stretch: No, not at all; let's go!
*Theresa looks to Kim with a half smile and shrugs. Kim nods and chuckles*
Kim: I'll meet you back at the hotel...
*Theresa smiles and nods*
Theresa: Thanks, sis.
*The two walk into the ice cream shop as Kim continues on her way.*
***A shady group 20 miles from Havana***Joe: Where could he be?! We just sent him out to grab that map and it's been over 6 hours!
Lenny: These things take time, Joe, you know that. Besides, Stretch has always been accurate with this kind of business; I bet he'll be strolling in here within the hour, and better yet, knowing him, he'll probably have dinner along with that map.
*Joe paces the run-down apartment living room floor and shakes his head disapprovingly*
Joe: I don't know, I just don't get a good feeling about this. You saw the way he looked at that girl back in Montana (
)...
Lenny: He's a professional--he knows how important that map is to us... and to the safety of his life. No girl is gonna wipe his 25 years of swindling down the drain with the glance of her eyes...it's almost impossible for Stretch! You know how much he hates women!
Joe: *Sigh* I'm not too sure, Len...I'm just not so sure anymore..