The Wallaby of Death - Part 3

Scene 3 - Ferrari

Watson and Holmes are sitting in the front seats, Bre and Grace are in the back seats.

Grace (to Holmes): So…do you have any theories on the wallaby prints?

Holmes: Not as of yet…but I feel as if things may take a serious turn in a short while.

They drive on in silence

Bre (sees a person standing alongside the road in the distance): Who would that be, out in the middle of nowhere?

Grace: I wonder if she needs help…

Watson: Shall I pull over?

Grace: Sure!

Car pulls to the side of the road a short distance from the person

Person starts running toward car

Bre: This is freaky…

Person reaches car

Person: HI!

Watson: Um…hi…

Person: I’m Mary!! You have a cute mustache!

Watson (eyes widen, leans back)

Bre (is greatly amused)

Mary: Can I have a ride? In the awesome, mustachioed man’s car? Please??

Grace (skeptically leans forward) Holmes…is that such a good idea?

Holmes (laughing) I see no harm…

Watson (blushes)

Bre: But there’s no room!

Mary: I don’t care! (tries to scramble into the car)

Grace and Bre attempt to restrain Mary from entering the car…Mary puts up a fight.

Holmes (does a sweet baritsu move and stuffs Mary in the trunk)

Mary (muffled): No! No! Is not the mustachioed man kind?!?! (beats fists on inside of trunk)

Holmes (dusts off hands): That should take care of it…

Bre (in disbelief): What just happened?

Grace: Um…I think we shoved someone in our trunk against their will.

Bre: Oh.

Everyone re-enters the car, and Watson drives off

EXEUNT