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INT. BISTRO. DAY
A suave WAITER brings over a bottle of water, winks at SAMANTHA, then walks away backwards (film this forwards then reverse it) while whispering secrets SAMANTHA: Hey you guys She winks and opens the water, then winks at the camera HORSE-FACED WOMAN: Hey so this guy i was with he say he too scared- MIRANDA: Shut up look, isn't that Peldren Meatowl? In the background the sun grows larger and larger. We see it has a face, the mouth open, contorted in agony. The camera gradually whites out as the girls chat and luagh |





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