Cinderella – Amanda.
Wicked Stepmother – Cher.
Ugly Sisters – Christina Aguilera and Britney Spears.
Buttons – Brian Littrell.
Baron Cruell – AJ McLean.
Prince Disarming – Nick Carter.
King – Kevin Richardson.
Fairy Godfather – Howie Dorough.
Amanda brushes back her hair from her sooty forehead and sighs. This damn broom was NOT doing her nails much good. She had already broken one off this morning carrying the coal into the lounge. Where WAS Buttons when you needed him? She continues sweeping up the dirt with her broom.
"Oh Cinders!"
Amanda sighs heavily and grips the broom tightly. She knew where she would like to ram it – right up her Stepmother’s ass. Her scantily dressed Stepmother appears at the top of the cellar stairs.
"Cinders, move your lazy butt! It’s getting cold up here."
"Maybe you should try wearing more Stepmother?"
"Some of us have got the figure to wear less than others." She turns and totters out on her high heels.
Amanda sticks her tongue out and blows a raspberry. Just as she finishes piling on the extra coal Brian wanders in. "Where the hell have YOU been?"
"Ahh, I fell asleep under the apple tree." He pulls out a shiny red apple. "But I brought you this."
"Huh? Wrong fairytale dear."
"Oh yeah...damn." He throws the apple onto the fire. "What can I do to help you?"
"Been here an hour ago. All the work’s done now."
"Oh…damnit." He sighs. "I SO wanted to be useful."
She pats him on the head as she heads up the stairs.
"Where are you going?"
"To try and get some sleep….hey actually you COULD help!"
He grins and races up to her. "How?!"
"Come and talk to me."
"Sure." He follows her to her room. "But I thought you wanted to sleep?"
" I DO honey."
"Oh, yeah…"
The shrill screeching of her two Ugly Stepsisters wakes Amanda. She groans and opens her eyes. The sun’s light is frightening and she closes them again. She becomes aware of a hand resting on her breast and leaps up. Brian falls off the bed.
"Owch!" He sits up rubbing his head.
"You were copping a feel?!"
"No!" He looks shocked.
"You were!"
"Well, errr maybe I stretched and accidentally…"
"Felt up my tits!"
"No!" He groans. "Yes."
Britney rushes into the room. "Urrgh, the little guy is in here." She recoils and hisses at Brian.
"So are you. Get out."
"Oooh." Britney meows. Brian and Amanda look at each other and shrug. Britney tosses her hair back and sticks her breasts out.
"Feel THOSE Bri and you’d pop ‘em." Brian laughs and falls back on the floor holding his stomach.
"Like, so unfunny." Britney pouts. "Anyway, Momma says you like gotta measure me and Christina for our new DRESSES!" She screeches.
Amanda winces. "Oh joy of joys. Why don’t you just tell me your size and I’ll raise you two?" She looks Britney up and down. "At least."
Nick looks at his Father with a sulky expression. King Kev sighs and readjusts his crown jewels.
"You GOTTA get married son."
"But why?" Nick whines.
"To stop all these ugly rumours goin’ about as pertaining to your sexual orientation."
Nick looks confused. "Huh?"
"They think you’re GAY son."
"Oh. I’m not."
"Well I HAVE wondered y’know. I mean your HAIR."
"My hair’s great. It’s blonde and floppy." Nick tosses back his head.
"THAT’S what I’m talkin’ about son."
"I can’t get MARRIED Dad! I wanna play basketball ALL the time and go to the beach and the movies and eat burgers and ice-cream…"
"You can still do all that. Just WITH someone."
"A GIRL…Yeah."
"So what type of girl shall we advertise for?"
"Hmmm….the type of girl that likes to go dancin’. The type o’ girl that likes to move her body. The type o’ girl that likes to SHAKE what her Momma gave her. The type that’ll let me hold her hand…"
"Errrr, son…"
"And then KISS her. The type that’ll let me take her to the movies and then KISS her…..and KISS her…and then KISS her."
"NICK!!"
"What?"
"Wrong script."
"Aww damnit, I need my autocue here."
"Jeez Nick! It’s simple. Repeat…(hey Dad I know)"
"Hey Dad I know.."
"(Let’s have a big ball and)"
"Let’s have a big ball and…"
"(Invite all the eligible women in the kingdom.)"
"Invite all the…elly…what you said…women in the kingdom."
"Hey, great idea son!"
"Hey great idea son!"
"That’s MY line dumbo."
"That’s MY…Oh yeah…go on."
Kev glares at him. "Send out the invitations at once!"
Christina races into the kitchen, screeching and waving a card above her head. She’s hotly pursued by Britney.
"Like, give me that!"
"Nuh!"
"I’m like the eldest!"
"I’m the prettiest!" Britney growls and launches herself over the table to tackle Cristina. They roll on the ground screeching at each other and pulling hair out. Amanda and Brian stand in a corner. Brian’s yawning and Amanda’s checking her nails.
"I got $10 on Brit."
"I don’t gamble."
"Awww Bri live a lil!"
"OK. 10 cents on the other one."
"10 CENTS!"
"OK, $10…"
Christina slaps Britney’s face. "Like, hit me one more time."
Cher storms into the room, holding her fish tail aloft. "Girls!" Britney finally grabs the card off Christina and stands up with a smug grin. Amanda holds her hand out to Brian and he grudgingly places a dollar note on her palm. She glares at him and he finds another $9 in his pockets. Cher looks at them both. "Now, you two can clear up this MESS." She walks towards Amanda and grasps her face in her hands. "Dear, why don’t you make more of an EFFORT?" She turns round and swans out. Britney sticks her tongue out at them and follows her Momma. Christina blows a raspberry.
"We’re goin’ to the BALL." She follows her sister. Amanda sits down and looks at Brian.
"What ball? The local cowherds ball?!"
"No, word is it’s a royal ball thrown by the King to find a bride for the prince whom everyone thinks is gay." He breathes in deeply.
"Whoa…plot in nutshell there Bri."
"Hmm, even NICK can follow it now!" He takes another deep breath. "OK go on."
"The prince is getting MARRIED? Ohhh.." She clasps a hand to her bosom. "I’ve always wanted to marry a PRINCE."
"You were invited you know…it’s open to every female in the kingdom."
She sighs. "What would I wear? No, it’s no good."
Britney pirouettes into the wardrobe and bangs her head. "Owch!" Christina giggles madly. Britney recovers herself and shoots her sister an evil glare. "So HOW great do I look? Like really."
Amanda looks at the spectacle of Britney in a fluffy pink gown and white ballerina shoes. Her hair is in two plaits and her eyeshadow is green. She stifles a giggle. "If I had a camera…"
"You’d immortalise my beauty for like ever?"
"Nope, you’d break it."
Christina giggles. "Me, me!"
Christina flounces round the room in a yellow fluffy dress which barely covers her ass and knee-high black boots.
"Pure tart my dear."
"Oh gee, thanks!"
Brian gazes adoringly at Amanda as she tries to read a book. "OK, you’re really buggin’ me now."
"Sorry."
There’s sudden flash of lightning in the middle of the room. Brian leaps out of his chair into Amanda’s arms. The smoke clears and there’s nothing there. The door swings open and Howie comes stomping in.
"Damn magic don’t work." He looks at Amanda and Brian. "Flash of lightning, smoke, me. Not flash, smoke, stairs, door, me."
"Who are you?"
"I’m your fairy godfather." He sits on the table facing them. "Damnit, why am I ALWAYS cast as the fairy?!" They shrug. "Do ya think it’s the hair?"
"Errr, possibly."
"C’mon, you WROTE this thing…is it the hair?"
"OK, yeah. The hair. And maybe the winking."
"That’s not macho?"
"Nup."
"Hmmm…OK….Anyway…yeah…You WILL go to the ball Cinders!"
"Really? But how? I have no clothes."
"Hey, I’m magic. I can do ANYTHING." He gets off the table and waves his wand at her. "Stand over there." She does and he closes his eyes. "Marvellous Jodhpur the secrets of her heart unfurl, make her a dress which shows her surl!"
"Surl?!" Brian and Amanda shout.
"Surl." He thinks a bit. "It rhymes. Hey I don’t make these things up!"
"Surl?…Surl…soil….soul!"
"Soul, yeah!" Howie grins. "Now be quiet and let me flash the wand. Boof!"
"Boof?!" Brian giggles.
"Hey, I’m good value…I do my own sound effects. Now shut up!" He flashes the wand at Amanda and she changes. Her long hair is luxuriously curled and her face is beautifully made-up. Her dress is long and slinky, showing off her heaving bosom. (Hey it’s my story!) The colour changes each time she moves.
"Whoa…" Brian breathes softly. Amanda grins.
"Thanks Howie!"
"No problem. Now for transport…got a pumpkin?"
"A pumpkin?! Who has pumpkins lyin’ around these days?!" Brian looks at Amanda.
"How about a matchbox?" Brian finds one and hands it to Howie. He places it in the middle of the floor. "Oh great Ferrari, grant us a car in which to convey hence our STAR!" He waves his wand and the matchbox changes into a gleaming red Ferrari sports car.
"Wow!" Brian races towards it and strokes the bodywork with a groan. "Ohh baby…yes"
"Get a life Bri. One problem here Howie."
"What? You don’t like the colour?"
"No, the colour’s great. Just how the hell are we gonna get it outta here?!" Howie looks at the car and the kitchen door and sighs.
"Oh yeah." He snaps his fingers and the car changes back into a matchbox. Brian falls to the floor, nearly squashing the matchbox.
"Hey, my CAR!"
Howie picks up the matchbox, carries it outside and changes it again.
"Wonderful!" Amanda smiles and kisses Howie on both cheeks.
"Hey…first kiss in these stories!" He does a little tap-dance. "I’m not GAY!"
"Uh…" Brian looks at him. "What’s with all the tapping then?"
"Ach! Damnit!" Howie disappears in a flash of rain. He reappears seconds later in a shower of rose petals. "Forgot to tell ya to be back here by midnight or else." He clicks his heels. "No more rose petals damnit!" He disappears in a flash of blue lightning.
Amanda gets into the Ferrari.
"Have a good time, Amanda."
"Thanks Bri."
Howie suddenly reappears. "I just had to come back and gloat on that lightning thing!" He waves his hand and vanishes again.
Nick and King Kev gaze out over the dance-floor from their thrones.
"See anyone you like son?"
"Nup…oh except maybe HER." He points Christina out. "Nice ass. Looks like she’d shake what her Momma gave her."
Kevin looks at her closely through his binoculars. "Err son, don’t think Momma gave her THOSE."
"What? Ewwww."
Amanda comes rushing into the ball and stops when she realises everyone is staring at her. She grins. "Car trouble." And heads off to the bar. She grabs the bartender. "Vodka. Straight up. No ice."
"Hey, lady after my own heart."
She turns to see a little guy sitting on the stool next to her with a big grin on his face. "Who are you?"
"I’m AJ….Errr I mean Baron Cruell."
"Oh." She grabs her vodka and downs it.
"Hey lets get together honey. Me eligible man, you single woman. Me like vodka, you like vodka. Do the words match, made and Heaven mean anything to ya?"
"Errrr…nope." She stands up and starts to walk away but he grabs her arm and spins her into him. They end up doing a strange made-up version of the mambo.
Nick spots Amanda and nudges Kevin.
"Hey, see that girl in the green…no, yellow….no, purple….no, blue….no, red..oh damnit….multicoloured thing?"
"Errr yeah."
"Man, she’s cool."
"Go and butt in then. She’s all yours son!"
"Oh man, I can’t. She’s dancin’ with AJ and he can whup my ass."
Kevin sighs. "Nick man, it’s YOUR story."
"Oh yeah….good one! Me Prince, he evil." He bounds off onto the dancefloor and taps AJ on he shoulder. "Butt out man." AJ glares at him and Nick holds his hands up. "Hey, MY story."
AJ growls and backs away muttering "Man someone gotta write me a story someday where I get the girl and seriously whup his ass."
Nick grins at Amanda. "So tell me your name."
"Ah….Cinder…ella. Yeah."
"Cinder….ella. Wow, long pause."
"Cinderella, no pause."
"But you…" She glares at him. "OK. No pause. I like your dress."
"Thanks. It’s meant to unfurl the secrets of my surl."
"Your what?"
"My surl."
"Your surl?" He thinks for a moment. "OK, I give up. What’s your surl?"
"It rhymes. My surl…"
"Surl….soil…"
"Soul!"
"Ahhh soul!" He grins and yells over at Kevin. "SOUL!" And gives him the thumbs up.
Kevin sighs and looks away from Nick. A voice appears at his side.
"You must be lonely my King Kevin."
"Well I AM actually…" He looks towards the voice and comes face to face with Cher in a long blue wig and a gold bikini. He yelps. "NOT!"
"You must need a Queen someday…to keep you all warm in bed." She growls at him and he moves his chair back a bit.
"No, I have Howie for that." She looks confused. "The Queen thing?"
Howie suddenly appears in a flash of light beside Kevin’s throne. "For the last time I object to these gay slurs on my name!" He vanishes in a puff of pink smoke. Kevin looks at Cher and shrugs.
"Hey."
"Wanna come see my room Cinderella?"
"Ah sure, Nick."
"Yay….c’mon." He drags her off the dance-floor and into his private room. "Playstation, basketball court, TV, stereo…take your pick honey."
"Hmmmm" She looks around the room. "Wow. Do the words spoilt and brat crop up much around you?"
"Huh?"
She shakes her head as he switches on the TV. "Oh yes! A Bucs game." She throws herself down on the cushions in front of the TV. Nick stares at her in shock.
"Huh? You like the Tampa Bay Buccaneers?!"
"Oh yeah!"
He shakes his head. "You ARE a girl huh?"
"Yeah. Do I need to flash you?"
He lies next to her. "Sure." She rolls her eyes at him and clips him over the head. "Owch!" He watches a few minutes of the game then starts stretching exaggeratedly.
Amanda looks at him. "Errr Nick? If you wanna put your arm round me just do it."
"Huh? No I was stretching." He looks at her. "But NOW I wanna put my arm round you." He drapes his arm round her body and leans closer.
"Hey, what you doin’?"
"KISSIN’ you baby."
"Oh, errr…do we have to?"
"Yeah. If we don’t I’m not gonna want to chase ya with that slipper of yours."
"Oh…OK." He grins, closes his eyes and puckers up his lips. "Ewww!"
"What now?"
"Not lookin’ too attractive there Nicky." She sighs and runs her fingers through his hair. She grabs hold of the back of his hair and pulls him forward to meet her lips. She teases him gently with her tongue and then kisses him deeply. He groans softly and wraps his arms round her body, moving his hands up towards her breasts. She quickly moves away from him and he drops, face first, onto the floor.
"Hey!"
"Mauling ain’t in the contract….yet." She grins. Nick looks at her and lunges. She steps aside and he hits his head on the basketball stand. She giggles and he sits under the net, rubbing his head and glaring at her. AJ wanders into the room and spots Amanda. He stretches out a scrawny tattooed arm and pulls her to him.
"We need to finish that dance, sweetie."
"Hey! Me Prince, you evil."
"Hmmm." AJ picks up a basketball lying at his feet and aims it at the hoop. It goes through and whacks Nick on the head.
"Owch!"
"I’m likin’ this evil thing." AJ cha-chas Amanda out of the room and onto the dance-floor. "So, can we rewrite this story honey?"
"Nuh, sorry."
"Aww…why?"
"Cos Cinderella ALWAYS marries her Prince." She looks him up and down. "And sorry hon, but I fancy him more."
"Huh?! But hey, he’s dumb!" He winks at her "And I’m WAY better in bed."
She grins wickedly. "So slept with Nick lately?"
"No!" He mambos closer to her. "Red-blooded man here."
"How do you know you’re better in bed then?"
"Hmm….ach." He spins her quickly. "Shaddup."
Nick staggers out of his room and onto the throne next to King Kev.
"For the last time, skimpy brief woman I’m not INTERESTED!"
"You need a Queen, darling."
"You’re too old….too underdressed….and I got Howie for the whole Queen thing."
Howie appears in a flash of pink light. "What I said before…and what’s with the pink light?!" The author shrugs and Howie vanishes in a puff of smoke.
"Now do a Howie will ya and vanish." Kev sighs and turns to his son who’s rubbing his head with a dazed expression. "What happened to you?"
"Errr….she kissed me man."
"And then assaulted you?"
"Nuh…that was AJ."
"Oh man…" Kev shakes his head sadly "When are you gonna get it in your big thick blonde head? Your story, you control the action, you’re guaranteed to get the girl!"
"Uh yeah."
"No way can you be my son even in a fairytale. Way too dumb."
"Hey, you’re old enough though…old man!"
"Uh." Kev scratches his head. "Yeah if I could’ve found some woman willing to shag an EIGHT year old!"
Nick shrugs. "Hey some freaky people out there."
"Jeez!" Kev sits back in his throne. "Get your ass back down there."
AJ spins Amanda out, straight into Nick. He staggers back then recovers himself and races off with Amanda. He looks back at AJ and cackles evilly, running straight into a pillar.
"Owch!" Amanda starts giggling as she pulls him up off the floor. "Who the hell put THAT there?!"
"It kinda helps to stop the building collapsing on itself."
"Oh…well, damn stupid place." They find their way into the garden. "Hmmm." Nick pulls her closer to him for a long kiss. When he lets go, she staggers back and falls onto the grass with a sigh.
"Wow. Fast learner Nicky." He looks pleased with himself and moves closer to her. She gazes at him dreamily and allows him to lie her back on he grass. He smiles and smoothes back her hair. He kisses her neck and she moans softly. Howie appears in a flash of light.
"Hey! Quit the makin’ out thing already. This IS a fairytale y’know." He smoothes down his hair. "Anyway…midnight mean anything to ya Cinders?" He vanishes again.
"Huh? Mmm……..oh!" She leaps up leaving Nick sprawled in the grass. "Midnight!"
"What?"
"Gotta go!" She hitches up her dress and runs out of the palace gardens. Nick sighs dreamily.
"Nice legs." He loses himself in fantasy for a moment or two then stands up and strolls back into the palace and over to King Kev.
"So where is she?"
"Ahh, she had to go. Midnight."
"Ah." Kev grins. "Hey, you get the shoe?"
"Shoe?"
"Yeah…."
Nick smacks himself on the forehead. "Owch! The shoe!" He runs back into the gardens and along the path Amanda took earlier. He finds a black sandal lying by a rose bush and pounces on it. "The shoe! Yeah…With this shoe shall I find my sweet love. I shall not rest until I fit this shoe to her beautiful foot." He puts the sandal to his nose and takes a deep breath. "Ewww!" He staggers back and then recovers himself. "Jeez Cinderella…coulda left me the fresh one. Hmmm….yeah, I shall personally roam the kingdom.."
"Hey son. Find the shoe?"
Nick turns round and glares at Kev. "Hey, big speech time!"
"Oh, sorry." Kev sits down. "Continue."
"Uh, I shall personally roam the kingdom to find my own sweet love and until her hand is in mine…" He holds his hand out to the rose bush. "I shall never be free of this heartbreak." He clasps his heart dramatically. Kev applauds. "Thank you."
"So what was he like?" Brian sits on the table with his legs crossed.
"Just a tall blonde goofball." She looks at him with a grin. "But boy can he kiss!"
"You KISSED him?! On the first date?!"
She laughs. "Hey Baptist boy, kissin’s allowed."
Britney and Christina stomp into the room.
"Like, did you HEAR about last night?"
"Nope." Amanda sits next to Brian on the table. "But I’ve a feeling we’re about to."
"Sure seems like it." Brian yawns.
"We were like THERE."
"Lookin’ real good." Christina tosses back her hair. "Well I was."
"Like as IF. So, the Prince is there lookin’ real sexy and givin’ me the LOOK. Y’know."
"Actually, no."
"THE LOOK! Like, Britney I want your body look."
"It was more a Christina I wanna feel your maracas look."
"As IF! Reality check girl."
"I’m gonna hit ya one more time if you don’t shaddup."
"Get over it." Britney yanks Christina’s hair. "Trailer trash."
"Mickey Mouse whore." Christina pinches Britney’s breasts.
Amanda and Brian start giggling. "$10 again Bri?"
"Hey, sure."
Britney glares at them. "Anyway, the Prince was about to walk over and carry me away to his bedroom when this THING runs in."
"Yeah, God she was HORRIBLE. WAY worse than Brit."
"Yeah, thank you." She realises what Christina said and yanks her hair again.
"God! Well thingy had Prince Nick eatin’ out o’ her hand."
"Yeah. And when she disappeared he spent the whole time slouched on his throne quoting Shakesdick or somethin’."
"And we tried to get him to dance but he just kept lookin’ at us and sayin’ Awww."
"Couldn’t have been Ewww?" Brian looks at them and giggles.
"No! And this ugly fairy guy kept appearing all night shouting about how he wasn’t gay."
"Hey, Howie’s not ugly!" Amanda looks at Britney. "Howie’s HOT."
Howie appears in a flash of light. "Thanks honey!"
Amanda smiles at him. "Can’t you do somethin’ about these two?"
"Sure." He waves his hand over them and they freeze, mouths agape.
"Ahh, bliss." Brian sighs happily. "How long will they stay like that?"
"Not long. I haven’t quite mastered the forever spell."
"Damn Howie!"
Howie shrugs. "Sorry man." He turns to Amanda. "Nick found your shoe and he’s searching the kingdom for you."
"Right now?"
"Errr.." He checks his watch. "No, right now he’s asleep." She groans. "But I’ll go wake him up. Drop a basketball on his head or somethin’." He grins wickedly and vanishes.
Brian jumps off the table and walks round the frozen twosome. "Hmmm, shall we dye ‘em pink or somethin’?"
Nick and Kev look up at the old grey house. "Do we HAVE to?" Nick whines.
"Yeah…last house."
"Well, she’s not gonna be HERE."
Kev shrugs and knocks on the door. Cher opens it, yelps and slams the door in his face. Kevin looks shocked and steps back onto Nick’s foot.
"Owch!" Nick yelps. "Man, I’m gettin’ SERIOUSLY injured in this story."
"I’m getting’ SERIOUSLY stalked by underdressed Grandmas."
"OK, that’s worse." Nick rubs his foot.
Brian opens the door and grins at them. "Madam says to let you guys in. She had to go get changed."
Kevin groans and follows Brian inside. Nick picks up the bag containing the shoe and hops into the house. The guys sit down. Cher bursts into the room wearing a see-through top and spangly bikini bottoms. Kevin hangs his head in his hands as she totters over to sit next to him.
"I’m HONOURED to have you in my humble abode."
"Humble ain’t the word I’D choose." Nick looks around at the Day-Glo furniture.
"Thank you Madam." Kevin grimaces in her direction. "We just came to ask if you have any women stayin’ here with you."
"Oh yes. My two dahling daughters."
"Ahh…" Nick grins. "Wheel ‘em on in."
Cher gestures to Brian to go get them. He turns round to face the door. "UGLY SISTERS!!"
Britney and Christina race at the door and get stuck. Britney manages to pop out first. She glares at Brian. "Don’t call us that."
He shrugs. "Hey you came."
Nick looks at Christina’s heaving bosom and gestures to Kevin. Before he can open his mouth Kevin looks up at him. "Hey son, ewww girl."
"Ohhh, ewww!" He moves away from Christina. "What’s with the…?" He gestures at her and Britney’s matching pink mohicians. Brian stifles a giggle and Britney glares at him.
"We, like, have NO clue."
Christina pats her hair. "Kinda nice don’t ya think?"
Nick for once keeps quiet.
"Get the shoe out and let’s get this over with." Nick nods at Kevin and pulls out the black sandal.
"Yuck…disgusting shoe." Britney screws up her nose.
"So…uninspired." Christina curls her lip.
"Whoever fits this shoe will marry my son."
Christina and Britney look at each other, then knock Nick over in their rush to grab the shoe.
"God, you found it!"
"I’ve been lookin’ like EVERYWHERE."
Nick crawls off into the corner still clutching the shoe. "Man, stop hurtin’ me!"
"Let ‘em try it on." Kevin gestures to the sisters and Nick crawls over to them. He hands Britney the shoe. She simpers and tries to get it on her foot. It’s too small for her feet. Nick breathes a sigh of relief and hands the shoe to Christina. It is too big for her feet.
Cher sighs. "God Britney, cut off a few inches and give ‘em to Christina." Kevin looks at her in horror and she shrugs. "Hey, can’t blame a Momma for tryin’." Britney and Christina start wailing. Kevin and Nick stand up.
"Well, if there’s no more women in the house, we gotta go."
"None."
Brian looks at Cher. "Hey, you’re forgettin’ somebody."
"Who?"
"Amanda."
"Who?"
"Cinders?"
"Oh God, HER. She didn’t go to the ball."
Kevin looks at Brian. "Where is she?"
"Follow me." Kevin and Nick follow Brian into the cellar where Amanda is sat playing strip poker with Howie. He’s down to his boxer shorts. "Losin’ Howie?"
"Just a bit." He notices Kevin and nick standing behind Brian and jumps up. He clicks his fingers and a suit covers his body again.
"Damn! No fair."
He grins at Amanda. "Perk of the job."
"You are the last woman in the kingdom to try on this shoe." Kevin pushes Nick forwards with the shoe.
Amanda wrinkles up her nose. "Jeez, the shoe’s gotta be kinda sweaty by now."
"Wasn’t too fresh when I found it." Nick kneels down and slips the shoe onto her foot. It’s a perfect fit. He looks up at her sooty face. "It can’t be YOU?!"
Howie snaps his fingers and she changes back into the way she had looked at the ball. "Look again."
Nick gazes at her. "Whoa, it IS you." He takes her hands in his and stares deep into her eyes. "Tampa Bay Buccaneers baby."