Post by Sandy Meyers on Jan 28, 2010 2:47:57 GMT -5
"And now ladies and gentlemen the woman you all came to see, the one the only Sandra Meyers!" The emcee applauded and headed off stage as the curtain parted to reveal a sultry, red haired woman singing 'Sooner or Later' that Madonna had done for the movie 'Dick Tracy'.
As she sang, multi-billionaire, Tyler Durham entered, a girl on each arm. He saw the woman on stage and froze, listening to her smoky voice melting the words as she sang.
She saw him as the song concluded. She headed back to her dressing room and waited now that the bait was set.
As she entered, she was greeted by her manager, Xavier Goodwin. She sighed as he began his spiel. "Baby you were dynamite tonight! We'll make a killing if you keep this up! Fantastic kid, fantastic!" He chomped on a cigar as he spoke.
"Xavier, must you smoke that awful thing in here? You know what it does to my throat! Not to mention my costumes!" She sat at a vanity and started to brush her hair. "Now go, please I have a headache."
Xavier harrumphed and stormed from the room, plowing into Tyler. "Careful fella, that dame is on one of swings!"
Tyler shrugged and entered the dressing room. "Quite a show out there tonight." He said to Sandy, wrapping his arms around her slender waist.
"Save it Tyler!" She spoke defensively. "Did you think I wouldn't see you or did you have that in mind when you came in?" She pushed him away and turned to the upper drawer on the vanity.
"What happened, happened thats all baby! Honestly!" Tyler tried to defend himself. He eyed her suspiciously. "What have you got there?"
Sandy turned and held a small revolver in her gloved hands. "The answer to my troubles, goodbye sweetheart."
"Sandy c'mon I mean please, you don't..." Tyler stammered as the revolver went off.
Once.
Twice.
He fell to the floor dead.
"After all, I always get my man."
As she sang, multi-billionaire, Tyler Durham entered, a girl on each arm. He saw the woman on stage and froze, listening to her smoky voice melting the words as she sang.
She saw him as the song concluded. She headed back to her dressing room and waited now that the bait was set.
As she entered, she was greeted by her manager, Xavier Goodwin. She sighed as he began his spiel. "Baby you were dynamite tonight! We'll make a killing if you keep this up! Fantastic kid, fantastic!" He chomped on a cigar as he spoke.
"Xavier, must you smoke that awful thing in here? You know what it does to my throat! Not to mention my costumes!" She sat at a vanity and started to brush her hair. "Now go, please I have a headache."
Xavier harrumphed and stormed from the room, plowing into Tyler. "Careful fella, that dame is on one of swings!"
Tyler shrugged and entered the dressing room. "Quite a show out there tonight." He said to Sandy, wrapping his arms around her slender waist.
"Save it Tyler!" She spoke defensively. "Did you think I wouldn't see you or did you have that in mind when you came in?" She pushed him away and turned to the upper drawer on the vanity.
"What happened, happened thats all baby! Honestly!" Tyler tried to defend himself. He eyed her suspiciously. "What have you got there?"
Sandy turned and held a small revolver in her gloved hands. "The answer to my troubles, goodbye sweetheart."
"Sandy c'mon I mean please, you don't..." Tyler stammered as the revolver went off.
Once.
Twice.
He fell to the floor dead.
"After all, I always get my man."
