Accidentally Engaged Page #3

[stammers]

Yeah. It's true. It's all true.

He's a cutie pie.

Okay, we just want to know

if he's coming to the wedding,

because I want him to sign

my bridesmaid's dress.

- Really?

- Yeah, yeah.

Okay, I don't see

what the big deal is.

It's not like

I'm going to wear it again.

He's not gonna come

to the wedding.

No? Why not?

Because... no one knows yet.

It's a publicity thing,

you know, all that stuff.

So, you guys can't say anything.

About what?

Mrs. Byers!

You didn't tell us your little

girl was dating Chas Hunter!

Well, I didn't know.

Hi, Mom, Dad.

Who's Chas Hunter?

He's a cutie.

That's what I said!

What are you guys doing here?

Well, we were just driving by,

we didn't know if you had

a ride home or not.

I mean, you're staying

with us, right?

Yeah. Right.

My stuff is in the car.

I can meet you guys at home.

Well, we can hang, can't we?

No. You know what?

I'm exhausted. Can we go?

- Sure, honey.

- Okay.

Bye, guys.

- Hi, Graham.

- How's everybody doin'?

Maya, hi!

So, is it true?

About Chas?

Of course it is.

Why would I lie?

Maybe because you don't want

any of them to know

that you got fired

from your job?

Look, Clarissa, it's okay

to be struggling. Okay?

I promise you

all of them will understand.

It's just like I said.

I can't say anything.

Okay, fine.

I just don't why you

wouldn't have told me then.

I mean, I wouldn't

have said anything.

Yeah. Well, you could have told me

about Graham and Kelly, too, you know.

I just didn't know

how to tell you.

They'd started dating

right when he came back.

And I didn't even think

it would last.

It's fine.

It's just weird, you know.

Kelly used to make so much

fun of him back in school.

Yeah. But, I mean, he's a lot

different than he was back in school.

Yeah. I guess. He looks great.

Yeah, but so does

Mr. Chas Hunter.

I'm so sorry

all of that came up.

Tonight really should have

been about you, not me.

It's okay.

I'm just glad that you came.

Just no more secrets, okay?

Right. No more secrets.

Okay.

- Okay, bye.

- Bye.

Um... You're not telling

anyone, are you?

No, no.

Not really.

-'Cause it kind of looks like you're telling people.

- Yeah.

No. She said don't tell anyone.

We don't know anyone from

Hollywood, so it's fine.

[cell phones chiming]

[men sighing]

- Morning!

- Hey, honey.

- Hey, Dad.

- How'd you sleep?

- I wish I didn't have to leave so soon.

- Me, too.

No. I can imagine with all the

fanfare you're getting back in LA.

Honey, why didn't

you tell us about Chas?

There's nothing to tell.

It's not serious.

But, I mean,

what do you mean by fanfare?

Here. It's all over

the Internet.

- What?

- Yeah.

No, no, no!

I mean, I know you guys like to keep

things so mysterious, so romantic.

Is he nice? He looks nice here.

What's wrong, honey?

Coffee?

[sighs]

Hey!

Who is she?

She...

I don't know.

It's some girl I met on set.

So you are seeing her?

I barely know her. She's on

the film I'm working on.

She had a small line.

- And she got fired.

- Good!

So if you're not seeing her

then what is all this about?

I don't know!

I woke up this morning to your

screaming voice mail. You tell me.

I am leaving for Paris tomorrow

for that press junket!

I can't handle this right now.

I have too much on my plate.

Baby, it's okay.

Calm down. It's fine.

Calm down.

I don't like her, okay.

I don't even know her.

I ran into her at that diner

the other day.

Somebody must've saw us together

and just assumed we were dating.

What were you

talking to her about?

She was mad,

she thinks I got her fired.

She spilled coffee on my lap.

What was she doing on your lap?

She spilled coffee on my lap.

[sighs]

I don't get what you're so mad

about anyway? You're married!

That's over! I'm just playing

the game so I can win in court.

And that makes it better?

There's nothing going on between

me and my husband, Chas.

And there's nothing going on

between me and this...

I don't even know

this girl's name.

This Clarissa Byers chick.

Well, now everyone thinks

you're together.

Is that better than people

thinking we're together?

This might actually

be a good thing.

If everyone thinks you're with

her, then they won't suspect us.

But I don't know her.

It doesn't matter.

You just have to convince

the media you do.

You're an actor.

You'll be great!

What exactly do you

need me to do?

- Dump her, in public.

- What?

I'll send a few paparazzi

to this diner where she works.

You go there and dump her

in front of everyone.

Claim she broke your heart.

She's an opportunist who sold

your secret love to the media.

If she argues, all the better.

The media will get it all on tape.

It'll be great!

Yeah, I don't think

that's gonna work.

I'm your publicist.

Trust me, it'll work.

And it'll put us in the clear

until my divorce lawyer

gets everything hashed out.

This is exactly

the cover we needed!

She's never gonna go for it.

She doesn't need to.

You're dumping her, remember?

And if anything,

it's good press for her, too.

She'll have her five seconds of fame.

Believe me, she'll love it.

I don't know. She doesn't really

seem like the type, babe.

[sighing]

Oh, my God,

she's right behind us!

[squeals]

Chas' hot new flame

is back in LA.

I'm sure she's ready

to rush back into his arms.

Man, these paparazzi

sure love you.

Yeah. Try getting into an audition at

8 a.m. with three cars chasing you.

[whines sarcastically]

Well, you said that

you two weren't dating.

We're not. It's just

a big misunderstanding.

Chas Hunter wants nothing

to do with me.

Then why is he here?

Oh, no.

I knew it. You big fibber!

Sorry! I am sorry

about everything.

I swear I didn't tell anyone

we had a thing.

It was just

a huge misunderstanding.

But you did tell people

it was you in the photo.

No.

Well, yes. But no.

See, they said it was me

and I just didn't tell them no.

I went back home for a

bridal shower last weekend.

Bridal shower.

- You a bridesmaid?

- Mmm-hmm.

Yeah. Those are rough.

Look, I just didn't want to

tell them I got fired, okay?

So you told people

we were together instead?

You don't know these girls! They

create fantasies in their heads.

Looks like

they're not the only ones.

If you want me to go out there and

tell everyone it was a lie, fine.

End scene.

Actually, I kind of need

your help with something.

My help? With what?

Well, I was kind of hoping

we might break up.

In public.

Break up? Why?

No one can know who was really

with me in the photo that night,

so I kind of need people

to keep thinking it was you.

Who is it?

It's complicated. But if...

If people found out

I was dating this woman,

it could destroy

both of our careers.

Well, you didn't really seem to

care about helping me save mine.

You didn't ask.

But I am.

I'm asking for your help here.

Besides, this looks like it might

be pretty good press for you.

This really isn't the type

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