Scud:
You're scheduled to meet 20:00 hours.
Lucy:
Where'd you find her?
Scud:
Zeda tipped us. Said she's available, she's in from Prague, relocating state-side.
Lucy:
Assassin?
Scud:
Check.
Lucy:
Where's the meet?
Scud:
Les Deux Amours. Trendy, yet discreet.
Lucy:
[looking over the image of Ninotchka and shifting her eyes side to side as she thinks] Cancel it. [gets up out of her chair]
Scud:
Why?! It's all set up.
Lucy:
I don't do blind dates.
Scud:
Yeah, well it's not a blind date if you know what they look like, ok.
Lucy:
Just tell her I'm not coming, ok. Say I came down with something.
Scud:
Come on Lucy it's been two years. You have to get out there.
Lucy:
I am out there. I went out with that drummer; the girl from the band that talked really loud.
Scud:
No, you didn't go out with her. We all went out together. And then you lied and said you had food poisoning, and you went home early.
Lucy:
Yeah well she talked really loud, like even when you were right next to her.
Scud:
[under his breath] I know.
Scud:
Look I know what you're trying to do. You're trying to drown yourself in your little schemes to destroy the world. But you need to get over it already, ok. You were dumped.
Lucy:
I was not dumped.
Scud:
Oh you were dumped hard. And that sucks. And you took your time off to go to Antarctica or whatever.
Lucy:
Reykjavik. It's in Iceland.
Scud:
But now it's time to get back in the game, Lucy. You've got a date tonight with a beautiful Russian assassin, and you're gonna show up. Lucy
Lucy:
Fine. Ok, I'll go. I'll be there.
Scud:
Just promise me you'll be open.
Lucy:
Open to what?
Scud:
Open to love.
