{"id":102,"date":"2005-05-28T12:20:42","date_gmt":"2005-05-28T11:20:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.feylamia.net\/blog\/?p=102"},"modified":"2010-01-08T23:16:47","modified_gmt":"2010-01-08T22:16:47","slug":"30-jahre","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/feylamia.net\/blog\/2005\/05\/28\/30-jahre\/","title":{"rendered":"30 Jahre"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Das wollte ich schon immer mal machen. Hab ich gestern Nacht. Mjam. Also, Erdbeeren &#038; Schampus, nicht Julia Roberts auf dem Hollywood Boulevard aufgelesen, auch wenn ich das <em>auch<\/em> schon immer mal machen wollte.<br \/>\n_______________________________________________<\/p>\n<p>\tA chime goes off to indicate there&#8217;s someone at the door.<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    EDWARD<br \/>\n\t\tChampagne.<\/p>\n<p>\tHe starts to sit up.  Vivian motions for him to stay put.<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    VIVIAN<br \/>\n\t\tHey.  I might as well make myself useful.<\/p>\n<p>\tEdward sits back down.  Vivian waltzes up the steps and opens the front door.  A WAITER comes into the room with a silver cart; on it is a bucket of champagne and a covered bowl.<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    WAITER<br \/>\n\t\tWhere would you like it?<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    VIVIAN<br \/>\n\t\tWhere would we like it?<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    EDWARD<br \/>\n\t\tWhere would we like it?  Here&#8217;ll be fine.<\/p>\n<p>\tThe Waiter carries it down the steps and sets it in the middle of the living room.  He turns and heads back up the stairs and pauses near Vivian, staring.  Vivian stares back at him.<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    VIVIAN<br \/>\n\t\tWhat are you looking at?<\/p>\n<p>\tThe Waiter glances away uncomfortably and exits.  Vivian closes the door behind him.  Vivian marches back down the stairs.<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    EDWARD<br \/>\n\t\tI think he wanted you to tip him.<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    VIVIAN<br \/>\n\t\tTsk.  Excuse me, I didn&#8217;t think he had change for a hundred.<\/p>\n<p>\tEdward crosses to the silver stand.  Vivian watches with interest as he twirls the champagne bottle in the ice bucket.<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    VIVIAN (cont&#8217;d)<br \/>\n\t\tYou have a wife?  Girlfriend?<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    EDWARD<br \/>\n\t\tI have both.<\/p>\n<p>\tEdward lifts the bottle out.  He deftly pops the cork on the bottle without losing a drop of champagne.<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    VIVIAN<br \/>\n\t\tWhere are they?  Shopping together?<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    EDWARD<br \/>\n\t\tThey should be.  They&#8217;re both good<br \/>\n\t\tat it.<\/p>\n<p>\tEdward pours the champagne into a single long stemmed glass and hands one to Vivian.<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    EDWARD (cont&#8217;d)<br \/>\n\t\tMy ex-wife lives in London in what used to be my home. My girlfriend is in New York moving out of my apartment even as we speak.  Cheers.<\/p>\n<p>\tHe drinks, nods approvingly.<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    EDWARD<br \/>\n\t\tIt&#8217;s a very good year.<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    VIVIAN<br \/>\n\t\tOooh, thank god.<\/p>\n<p>\tEdward laughs softly.  She sips it.  To her surprise, really likes it.  Edward lifts a lid on a silver bowl to reveal a dozen enormous strawberries.<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    EDWARD<br \/>\n\t\tTry a strawberry.<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    VIVIAN<br \/>\n\t\tWhy?<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    EDWARD<br \/>\n\t\tBecause they bring out the flavor of the champagne.<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    VIVIAN<br \/>\n\t\tJesus, you act like you&#8217;re seducing some Valley girl you picked up in a dance club.<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t    EDWARD<br \/>\n\t\tVivian&#8230; the meter&#8217;s running&#8230; cooperate.<\/p>\n<p>\tA moment.  She slowly eats a strawberry.  The juice of it stains her lips.  Her eyes are like smoke as she takes a sensuous sip of champagne, licks away the stain of the strawberry.  His eyes haven&#8217;t left her.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Das wollte ich schon immer mal machen. Hab ich gestern Nacht. Mjam. Also, Erdbeeren &#038; Schampus, nicht Julia Roberts auf dem Hollywood Boulevard aufgelesen, auch wenn ich das auch schon immer mal machen wollte. _______________________________________________ A chime goes off to indicate there&#8217;s someone at the door. EDWARD Champagne. He starts to sit up. 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