How Stella Got Her Groove Back Page #7

Amen.

Winston? l'm Walter.

Nice to meet you, Walter.

Thank God she don't need a man

to pay her bills like some of us do.

Let me just put the sh*t out there.

l don't care how old he is.

lf he got you glowing like

a nightlight in sh*t, l say keep his ass.

Thank you, Vanessa.

l love you, Winston--

She can be as stubborn as all hell.

But you know that by now.

Don't you?

Oh, yes, sir. Yes, sir, l do.

She thinks she knows everything.

She's always right.

l hate to admit it,

but she usually is.

Just don't bow down to her...

...or she'll treat you like a chump

and trade your ass in for a new model.

l promise you l won't.

Good, because she needs a man

to stand up for himself.

Did that work for you?

Hell, no.

Hey, break that mess up.

[LAUGHING]

STELLA:

Drop the bags.

-So this is where you live?

-Yep.

This is home.

Come on, drop your bags. Let's go.

l'll give you a tour.

-Okay?

-Yeah, it's okay.

But your room is off-limits

until it's disinfected.

Come on.

My mom's office.

She made that desk.

[DOG BARKS]

Okay....

Last but not least, this is where my mom

used to make all her stuff.

She's thinking of turning it back

into the guest room.

So l'm thinking about moving in here

when l'm, like, 1 5.

For more privacy.

How long

since she's been out here?

l don't know.

Years.

Before l started driving...

...my go-cart.

Well, tour's over.

Oh, yeah, man.

Thank you for showing me around.

Can l talk to you?

Man to man?

Well, l don't see any kids around.

Well, you know my mom likes you.

-Well, l hope so.

QUINCY:
l mean....

l've seen her with other guys before,

but she really likes you.

How can you tell?

Because you're the only one

she's ever brought here overnight.

And you're, like, staying.

You would never try to break her heart

or anything, would you?

Because if you did,

you'd have to deal with me.

Let me tell you something, Quincy.

As long as your mom has you

watching her back...

...she got no worries, man.

Of any kind.

Thanks for letting me drive today,

Winston.

What? No!

WINSTON:
It was just out of the

driveway and in an empty parking lot.

-There were no cars.

STELLA:
No, no, no, no!

-He's old enough to drive.

QUINCY:
l'm a good driver!

l learned when l was 9.

He said he wants to celebrate

his 1 6th birthday party at the DMV, right?

Yes, l know.

The invitations go out on Monday.

Really?

Do they really do birthday parties

at the DMV?

[CRYING]

WINSTON :

Is there anything l can do?

l just wish l could call her.

She was my best friend since forever.

That's a long time to forget.

You don't have to forget.

[VIDEO GAME SOUNDS]

That was wicked.

Why you did that?

[PHONE RINGS]

-Press the button!

-l'm pressing the button.

VANESSA:

When wll we see you guys agan?

Y'all been holed up in that love den

and l want to know what y'all are doing.

When can we come over to eat?

You said he can cook.

Until we get a sample,

you know l'll think you're lying.

S:
What we're dong? l'm watng

for future clents to call. l don't have tme.

But Thanksgiving sounds good.

l'll talk to you later.

Wait, wait a minute.

How does Quincy like him?

-Bye, Vanessa.

-What about the dog?

Proposed to him last night.

He's thinking it over. l'll talk to you later.

Stella, wait--

Oh, she hung up on me.

l'll have to call her again.

MAN:
Hey, hey, come on!

-l'm coming.

For God's sake, be patient.

-There you go.

-Thank you, sweetie.

Thank you for taking Quincy

to Little League practice.

No problem. l don't mind at all.

-Mm.

-Hello.

[CROWD LAUGHING]

l told you you was gonna like it.

l saw you laughing. l saw you.

Don't lie to me.

You enjoyed yourself.

ANGELA:

Stella! Stella!

We didn't see you in line.

We were in the back.

Judge Spencer Boyle, Leslie James,

this is my sister Stella.

So nice to finally meet you, Stella.

You too, judge.

-How do you do?

STELLA:
Fine, thank you.

And this is Winston. Anybody hungry?

Kennedy, how are you feeling, man?

Fine. Grateful for an aisle seat.

You know how those trips

to the ladies' room can get.

Did you cry at the end or what?

Actually, we saw that one.

-You're kidding.

-No, it was hilarious.

Right.

We're going to be heading home.

It was nice meeting you both.

The offer still stands, Stella.

lf you change your mind about running,

give me a call.

Running. We'd like that.

BOYLE:
All right.

-Okay, man. Get home safe.

-Good night.

KENNEDY:
Good night.

Surprise.

l'll say. What brings you all the way here,

and without calling?

-Were you at the mall?

STELLA:
No, l wasn't at the mall.

l didn't appreciate the way you

totally disrespected Winston yesterday.

What?

''That's Winston. ''

Like he's some nonentity or a child.

Well, he is.

He's my boyfriend, Angela.

Did you want me to get out the trumpets?

Let me just say this once:

l like him. You don't have to.

But he's gonna be here until whenever,

so you might as well get used to it.

Um....

l'm sorry if l was rude.

l didn't mean to be.

But, Stella...

...aren't you the least bit nervous

about this whole thing?

Of course l am, Angela.

Whatever that is you're cooking,

can l taste it?

Sure.

WAITER:
Your check, sir.

-Thank you.

Okay. Hey.

How you doing?

-lt's okay. l'll get it tonight.

-l don't mind.

No, but l can manage. Why should you

always pay for everything?

Because you can't afford it.

You want me to be your man.

Let me act like it once in a while.

Please. Put it away.

Fine.

Then pay the mortgage next month

while you're at it.

Why did you start this?

Wait, wait.

l think you've got it backwards.

Look at you.

You're the one that has to have

everything your way or no way.

You're the one who has

to be in control...

...or you don't know

what to do with yourself.

You're turning it around

because l'm picking up the check?

No. You can't decide whether you want

me to be a boy or a man. Admit it.

-Oh, please.

-Admit it.

From the guy who made

a midnight run to the video store...

...and came back with

Booty Call an8 The Lon Kng?

What the f*** is that supposed to mean?

l'm starting to feel as if l'm moving back,

instead of forward.

Here l am in the prime of my life...

...and my boyfriend's idea

of a romantic evening...

...is watching the Disney Channel

and eating dry cereal.

lf you're not too busy playing

video games with Quincy.

And how many times must l tell you

to take out the trash?

Or if you see the car's on E,

put a little gas in it.

Cook something

that doesn't give us all heartburn.

That is my point.

You know what, Stella?

l'm tired too, okay?

Tired of feeling l'll be scolded...

...every time l do or don't do something

not on your list of rules.

STELLA:
l don't make the rules.

-Yes, you do.

We don't go anywhere

unless you suggest it.

And then when l do,

what happens? Hm?

You might as well laugh in my face.

Why don't we ever visit any

of your friends?

What are you, ashamed of me?

Am l a little well-kept secret?

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