Date:         Thu, 18 Dec 1997 11:38:02 -0500
From: Catherine Berchtold <bercht@PIPELINE.COM>
Subject:      INT: EmJays - the arrival rewrite

Ms. Gray, the sixty-one year-old library assistant stood in front of
the gymnasium door collecting tickets.  She had a busting headache
from a hangover she acquired at the Christmas party the night before.
She'd pasted out cold and couldn't remember a thing except for an
awful nightmare.  She recalled an Oprah show warning women about a
street drug called, Easy Lay.  Sleazy men would drop it into a lady's
drink while she was unaware.  When she pasted out, he'd have his way
with her.  Ms. Gray distantly remembered the Dean of the English
Department giving her the eye last night.  Perhaps....

A gentleman interrupted her thoughts.  "Good evening, Madam." 

He was a tall, slim fellow wearing a bowler hat at a jaunty angle and
twirling a wet brolly.  He reached for Ms. Gray's hand, held it for a
mere second, then brought it to his lips for a kitten-soft kiss.

"My name is Sir Randy Money and I am here for the Writer's meeting."

Ms. Gray blushed.  "The meeting is through these doors, Sir Money."

Sir Money reluctantly dropped the lady's hand and turned to leave.
Over his shoulder he commented.  "By the way, I love the leather
jumpsuit."

Ms. Gray nearly fainted as she watched him disappear in the crowd and
she thanked her lucky stars that she'd picked the jumpsuit to wear
today.

A tremendous noise brought her attention back to the hallway.  A huge
crowd was making it's way toward the gymnasium.  Heading up the group
was a bald man wearing a dirty sheet with holes and carrying a
tambourine in his hand.  A group of giggling women huddled in his
wake.  Ms. Gray got on her tip-toes to see a small pack of Jessica
Rabbit look-alikes fighting and a man in tights leaping through the
air.

A scream vibrated through her body and out her mouth.  "IT WASN'T A
NIGHTMARE AFTER ALL!!!!!!"

No one has seen Ms. Gray since.


Note: A technical difficulty had to be rectified concerning one of the
characters.  Now, we may proceed with the EmJays.

Thank you for your patience.


Psst, Randy......  *wink*





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