::At Film Roman Pupspals, wearing
jeans & her Hellboy Animated crew shirt, works
away at her computer typing up new price lists for services. The phone
rings. She answers it::
Pupspals: Hello? Oh
you want to reschedule your record time. Let's see what's available. (looks on calendar) No, that date's not available. ...
What do you mean you've already scheduled the actor? I've told you before you
need to check with me first! Someone else already has that time & has
scheduled their actors! ... I'll check... Only time available for 3 weeks, huh?
... I'll see what I can do but I can't promise anything...
::Her work cell phone rings::
Pupspals:
... I'll get back to you. Bye.
:: she answers her cell phone::
Pupspals: Hello? ... Oh, you forgot your
card again? ... Yeah I'll let you in the building. I'm on my
way!
::she hangs up & starts to go
to the door. She gets stopped by a person from Marketing::
Marketing lady: How's it going on that Henry Winkler
piece?
Pupspals: I'll get right on
it!
:: Pupspals lets her boss in the
building & heads off to an edit bay. She brings up the Final Cut Pro
project & starts to digitize the piece in question. Henry Winkler
appears on the screen. He gives a speech about receiving an award from
some school in
is::
Henry Winkler: ... And now I
have something to tell you kids, directly.
Pupspals (unenthusastically): Cue the slow zoom into face...
Henry Winkler: You are great! So just dig down deep,
find your talent...
::The picture on screen starts a slow push into Henry's face. Pupspals laughs at the coincidence::
Henry Winkler: ... and give it to the
world! Personally, I can't wait to see it! And thanks for this award.
:: Henry looks at the child-hand made statue of a stick
figure holding a star. He puts it by his face::
Henry Winkler: It looks like me!
:: Pupspals laughs again.
She stops the tape & sets up the QuickTime export::
Pupspals: ... wow. somehow I don't quite see Fonzie
doing all that. That was really cheesy! Monty would love an awards
ceremony that cheesy! ... *gasp*! The Golden Acorn Awards!!
::Pupspals looks around the edit bay in panic. She looks at the progress bar for the QuickTime export. It's not moving very fast. She runs back to her cubicle & packs up her stuff and shuts down her desk computer. She races back to the edit bay. The progress bar barely moved. She taps her fingers & jiggles her leg. It doesn't move. She checks her watch... The wait time actually goes up!!
She gasps!
The progress bar speeds up!
She cheers!
The progress bar goes backward!::
Pupspals: Wha' the?!?
::She looks under the desk. Bart Simpson is playing with the cables::
Pupspals: Bart! Quit
messing with the cables! I need the network to finish the upload. I
got a plane to catch!
Bart: Good luck! I hear they're heavy! Ha ha!
Pupspals: Cute... Why don't
you go bug the Slacker Cats down the hall?
Bart: Eddie's oogling a
picture of Minnie Mouse...
Pupspals: What?!
::She rolls her chair out into the
hall & spies an orange cat looking
at a glossy::
Pupspals: ABC Family's
letting you do the joke?!
Eddie: Nah... But we're still trying!
Pupspals: Darn it... It was
funny too...
::She slides back in the room. Bart has now unplugged all the network cables::
Pupspals: You know... I hear
that Tripping the Rift is recording Six's dialogue
down the hall....
Bart: ĦAy, caramba!
::Bart runs out of the room & heads for the
record. Pupspals quickly plugs the cables back
in. The export completes & she grabs her bags and heads for the door. But the
stair well is blocked by Hellboy::
Pupspals: Hellboy! Perfect! Look, I'm on my way to the
Golden Acorn Awards & I was thinking that you could do my
presentation! It would be a great opportunity to plug that Hellboy Animated: Sword of Storms is on sale now & Hellboy Animated: Blood & Iron will air on Cartoon
Network on March 10! ...At least that's the last I heard...
Hellboy: Forget it,
kid. I don't do publicity stunts!
Pupspals: It's not a stunt.. it's a .... well...
Covering for me since I was so busy fixing the titles on your film??
Hellboy: Take care of your
self!
::Hellboy
walks off. Pupspals looks at her watch::
Pupspals: Darn it! Now
I don't have a speech!
::She looks out the window.
Tad Stone's car is nowhere to be seen::
Pupspals: ... No luck there
either... Well... It's a long flight to
::Pupspals leaves her work & runs to the airport across the street::