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Characters: Mason, Cruz, and Santana
Premise: Cruz and Santana are discussing decorating options for his new houseboat when
someone comes to his door.
Cruz: (Opens the door and is surprised) Mason!
Mason: Cruz! I'm looking for Santana. I heard she was-well, well.
Santana: Hi there!
Mason: What brings you here?
Santana: What else? I'm working.
Mason: Oh, of course. Every houseboat needs a decorator. I should have known. (Enters the
houseboat) We do kind of have an emergency back at the hotel.
Cruz: Somebody's short-sheeting the beds again?
Santana: (Giggles)
Mason: We have that convention coming in, and I have to have the ballroom finished by then.
Santana: Mason, you worry too much. The wall coverings are being installed this evening.
Mason: Yeah, I know, but I would really like it if you could be there to supervise. Unless, there's
some life or death urgency about decorating the houseboat?
Santana: I'll go with you now.
Cruz: So, we have come to an understanding, Santana, about the driving force behind my ascetic
tastes?
Santana: I'll see you later.
Cruz: Tomorrow, at the stables?
Santana: Right. I'll see you then.
Mason: (Clears throat as he picks up the rest of Santana's decorating samples)
Santana: (To Mason) Already.
Mason: Good. I appreciate you going with me now.
Santana: No problem.
Mason: (As Santana and Mason are exiting through the door). Cruz, did you choose the houseboat
to avoid paying property tax?
Cruz: (Chuckles). And I thought we were going to make it through this without any cheap shots.