Outside of Flaming Snowball, Ivan takes out his keys with Max, Biff, Alice, and Oliver behind him.
Alice: No wonder you looked so wasted.
Biff: Ah, what do you do? New Years is the time to party.
Oliver: Cool! A roller coaster!
Max: And the Farris wheel!
Ivan opens up the door; Chris is sitting on the closest bar stool near the door.
Max: Chris!
Max runs past everybody and hugs Chris.
Max: How was Saint Barbra?
Chris: Eh, heh-heh...
Ivan: Hey Chris, glad to see you.
Alice: Yeah, how was your holiday?
Chris: Erm…
Biff: What’s up Chris?
Chris: Umm…
Chris pulls out the pregnancy test from the bar stool behind her.
Chris: I got knocked up in Saint Barbra…
There’s a dead silence in the room, Ivan finally clears his throat.
Ivan: Guess you’ll be going on maternity leave; hope you can cover the shifts Alice.
Alice: Certainly.
Ivan: I’ll be in my office.
Ivan walks upstairs, Max tilts his head.
Max: So you’re going to be a mother?
Chris: Yeah…
Oliver: Yay, there’s going to be a baby!
Alice: Do you know anything about raising a child?
Chris: Yeah, called the life time channel… I need air.
Chris gets up and walks outside.
Biff: Let me talk to her, I can give her a ride home.
Biff walks outside, Chris kicks the snow on the sidewalk.
Biff: You going to be okay?
Chris: No… come with me.
Biff: Hm?
Chris: I’m going to show you where I live.
Max and Oliver play a video game in the lounge, Alice serves two customers coffee. Ivan throws a dart at a dartboard in his office.
Ivan: There went all my hopes with Chris…
Chris opens the door to her apartment; she rips off the eviction notice. Biff looks around the apartment.
Chris: Pretty pathetic…
Biff: How can you let yourself live like this?
Chris: I got into some pretty deep s**t with my father back in high school, I didn’t let Ivan know about it and pretty much lied about how I’ve been living my life…
Biff: I thought you were making a pretty decent salary…
Chris: My paycheck goes to paying my debt, I make rent money a different way but lately I’ve been keeping clean just for him…
Biff: So Saint Barbra was a lie?
Chris: I couldn’t let him or anyone else know that I was running the streets. And just by telling anyone that I live in this neighborhood I would get a bad look.
Biff: Makes sense why you lied about your address.
Chris: All my life is a lie, I have a double life here, I really thought he was going to save me but no. He’s the still the same, to scared to admit his feelings for me. Now I’m just some broken hearted pregnant woman without a place to live.
Biff: Come on.
Chris: What?
Biff: I’m taking you back to my place, is there anything you need from here.
Chris: All my stuff is back at the bar, I stayed there for the holidays because there’s no heat here.
Biff: Just forget about this place then.
Chris and Biff walk out of the apartment and down the stairs, the landlord walks up to Chris.
Landlord: Where’s my money? I will take you to court Marlous –
Biff: How much?
Landlord: What?
Biff: The rent?
Landlord: What’s it to you?
Biff pulls out his wallet and hands the landlord a couple of hundreds.
Chris: Oh Biff, you shouldn’t be carrying money like that around here.
Landlord: Or even paying this tramps rent, what are you, new boy of the week?
Biff: Nope.
Biff shows his wallet all the way, there’s a badge of the Mahouin government in it. The landlord chokes and hands Biff back his money.
Landlord: I never even knew a Chris Marlous, she never lived here. I never met you.
Biff: That’s right, come on Chris.
Chris closely walks behind Biff, she gulps.
Chris: You work for the government?
Biff: I’m international; once you flash the badge in hoods like that, everyone scatters. No one wants to be caught participating in illegal actions when we’re around.
Chris: Why is that?
Biff: We’re permitted to kill under any circumstance.
Chris: And who all knows?
Biff: Heh, Max but he didn’t care. He thought it was cool.
Chris: And what about my situation?
Biff: You’ll be living with me. What can I say? I love pregnant women.
Chris: What?
Biff chuckles, Chris gets a sweat drop.
Chris: Ivan certainly won’t like this.
Biff: ******** him.
Chris smiles, at Biff’s place he hands Chris a cup of tea. Biff sits next to her on the couch.
Chris: This is a really nice place.
Biff: Well you get the best in my employment, and don’t worry about staying with me. I never sleep in that bedroom anyway.
Chris: Why?
Biff: I like couches.
Chris: Heh, so is Mr. Foxer going to be taking care of me?
Biff: You and your baby.
Chris: Thank-you…
Max lays in the floor of the lounge; Oliver is asleep on the couch. Alice walks in the lounge.
Alice: You okay Max?
Max: I’m worried, Chris and Biff aren’t back.
Alice: I’m sure they’re okay. And how is my baby doing?
Max: Hehe, sound asleep.
Biff gets off the phone, Chris wraps up in a blanket.
Biff: Don’t worry about your debt; I got one of my men taking care of it. You’ll be debt free and your baby is even getting set up for a college fund.
Chris: What?
Biff: Benefits, I’m not going to have kids, so I said it’s my adopted unborn child.
Chris: Your nuts.
Biff: Maybe but I’m always looking out for a child’s future.
Chris: Heh, it’s as if I’m the poor peasant girl that no one wants and the gay prince charming comes to my straw hut and brings me back to his castle.
Biff: Pretty much, just throw a baby without a father in the mix and you hit the hammer right on the nail. And now I must know how to spoil my beautiful pregnant peasant?
Chris: Treat her like a princess of course, buy her the most beautiful maternity clothes and after we determine the sex buy everything for the baby.
Biff: Yup, so grab your coat. We’re going shopping.
Chris: What?
Biff: I’m not going to do anything else with this cash, let’s go.
Later that evening, Chris and Biff show up at the bar.
Max: Biffy!
Biff: Hey Max.
Chris: Biff is going to be taking care of me during my pregnancy.
Alice: Aww, that’s sweet.
Max: Chris you’re really lucky! Biff is the bestest guy in the whole world! And he has a cool apartment.
Chris: Yeah, I know. I’m going to talk to Ivan; I won’t be around here to much with all this tempting alcohol.
Max: Okay, he’s been up in his office all day.
Chris walks up the stairs to Ivan’s office, she opens the door. Ivan is typing on the computer, he eyes Chris.
Ivan: Hey…
Chris: I just wanted to say I wouldn’t be around here much anymore… not exactly a good environment for this baby.
Ivan: Yeah, umm… will you be okay finically? I umm, went to your given address and you apparently haven’t been living there. Then I called your home number and it was disconnected.
Chris: It’s all taken care of, I’m with someone who is unselfish and reliable.
Ivan: And who would that be?
Chris: Biff, you want to know why your brother likes him so much? Because he makes you feel special, like you’re the one and only person in the world. It be nice if you could be like that, long ears.
Before Ivan can open his mouth, Chris leaves the office. Ivan lies back in his chair.
Ivan: I feel like this guy is taking everyone from my life… but in the end it’s me who screws everything up.
Ivan sighs and closes his eyes.
