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: Hey, it worked for Peter Parker.  From, y'know, a dramatic point of view. -- [[User:TonyLB|TonyLB]] 16:39, 1 December 2005 (PST)
 
: Hey, it worked for Peter Parker.  From, y'know, a dramatic point of view. -- [[User:TonyLB|TonyLB]] 16:39, 1 December 2005 (PST)
 
:: Yeah, at this point I'm kind of seeing Joe "not fitting in" by trying to prove that he can do something on his own, he doesn't need these jerks, etc., etc. I'm not sure about having him slack off, if only because I think we've already had all the bungling we need in this episode. -- [[User:James Holloway|James Holloway]] 17:55, 1 December 2005 (PST)
 
 
 
OK, well let's let azrianni set up the encounter with the plot-dingus, and then we'll see how it structures a conflict. Sound good to you guys? -- [[User:James Holloway|James Holloway]] 14:53, 2 December 2005 (PST)
 
 
Here's a draft of the scene resolution:
 
The suit enters, and Joe grabs him and flings him against a wall.  Suit tries to raise his cuff near his mouth, but Joe grabs it first.
 
 
Joe: None of that. 
 
 
Joe pulls out the mic and the earpiece and pockets them.
 
 
Joe: Okay, slick, cough it up.  What’s going down?
 
 
Suit looks defiant.  Joe reaches over and rips the hand dryer out of the wall.  Suit blanches.
 
 
Suit: We’re just on observational support and back-up.  That’s all I know.  Only the team leader is cleared for more.
 
 
Joe: Well, don’t need you anymore.
 
 
Joe reaches up and flicks the guy right between the eyes with one finger.  Suit slumps, unconscious.
 
 
Cut to Joe, returning to Shareeta.  He pauses for a moment, gets a look of determination, and steps up to her.
 
 
Joe: Wanna help me with something?
 
 
Shareeta: Sure.  What is it?
 
 
Joe: It’s kinda secret.  Even from Amy.  You with me?
 
 
Shareeta considers a moment, then grins.
 
 
Cut to Joe, lurking in an alcove.  Shareeta is seen beyond, out in the crowd.
 
 
Joe, into mic: Team Leader, possible situation by “Foot Locker.”  You’d better—
 
 
He stops and crushes the mic between his fingers, then gives a hand signal to Shareeta.  She looks around and sees a suit running through the crowd.  She starts digging in her purse, acting “casual,” and manages to put herself right in his path, forcing a collision.  Joe is visible to the camera, but not to the suit, watching the whole exchange.
 
 
Shareeta:  Hey!  What are you doing?  Security! 
 
 
Team Leader: No need for a fuss, miss.  (He flashes his ID.)  SPA, on assignment.
 
 
Shareeta: SPA.  Is this about that robot?
 
 
Team Leader: That’s right. 
 
 
Shareeta: Are we in danger?  Why aren’t you protecting us instead of running me over?
 
 
Team Leader: The situation is all under control—
 
 
Shareeta: I could’ve been killed!
 
 
Team Leader: You were never in any danger.  It’s just a training exercise.
 
 
Shareeta: A training exercise?
 
 
Team Leader: I have to go.  (He runs off.)
 
 
Joe emerges, sharing a smile and a wink with Shareeta.
 
 
: Shareeta returns, breathless, to the maintenance hallway where Joe is standing.
 
 
: SHAREETA:  Oh my God.  I just ... I just totally lied to a cop!  Not even a cop, a super-cop!
 
 
: JOE:  (worried) Oh... Uh... It was for a good cause.  And, well, you didn't exactly...
 
 
: SHAREETA:  That was AWESOME!
 
 
: Shareeta flings her arms around Joe, dangling off of him for a moment, then spins away, looking back out at the retreating Suit.  Her eyes sparkle. 
 
 
: SHAREETA:  What's our next move? 
 
: -- [[User:TonyLB|TonyLB]] 07:46, 6 December 2005 (PST)
 

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