[Kate Austen]

Ich wollts nicht in den Anfangspost setzen, darum kommt das Update erst jetzt ^^

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It’s January 15th, 2007. Day of the 64th annual Golden Globes. Meredith is nominated for a GG in the category “Best Actress – Motion Picture Drama”.
Her friends will accompany her to give her mental support.

Izzie: (knocks at Mer’s door) MER? Earth calling Mer!? … HELLO?? (knocks harder) Mer, did you have a seizure or something? Did you choke on your heap of dresses? Cause we really need to go now, as in NOW, the limo’s waiting for (checks her watch) exactly twenty seven minutes which leads us to the fact that the driver’s pissed off and by the way, so am I… (sighs and leans against the door when it suddenly opens) Wooo! You’re ready! (screams) GEORGE, SHE’S READY!



[Mer's dress]

Meredith: I’m sorry… Do you think this dress is okay because I have another one…-
Izzie: NO!! (Meredith frowns) I mean… (smiles) nooo. You look pretty, this dress is like YAY and I really like your hairstyle so can we go now pleeeease?
Meredith: (chuckles) Okay. But we have to wait for Cristina. She wanted to meet us here at about… (frowns) an hour ago. I think I should call her..
Izzie: (whines) But Meeer… I’ve never been to the Globes and I wanted to stalk George Clooney on the Red Carpet… (points a finger at her) I SWEAR if I miss George Clooney because of these… crappy things… I seriously, SERIOUSLY need to kill you!
Meredith: (grins) Calm down Iz. It’s not a big deal. (about to dial Cristina’s number when the door swings open).

Cristina stumbles in, wearing her scrubs and her hair all messy. In the one hand she carries her evening dress, the other one already starts undressing.

Meredith: (smirks) WOW! You look like crap!
Cristina: Yeah, everyone has problems..
Meredith: Why are you so late? We’ve been waiting for you for almost an hour (Izzie coughs. Meredith glances at her).
Cristina: Emergency heart transplant. But now, I’m here, I’m ready. So let’s go and kick these guys’ asses!
Meredith: (chuckles) I guess this dress is not made for ass kicking… It’s quite tight… (turns around to look at herself in the mirror) Nope. Definitely no ass kicking for me tonight!
George: (running down the stairs) You’re done with all the chitchat? Because I…- (looks at Mer and his mouth flings open. Mer and Izzie are giggling.)
Cristina: (sarcastically) George … Seriously... You need a bib. You’re drooling all over your suit..
George: (blushes) SHUT UP CRISTINA! (turns around and hurries towards the front door) I’M NOT RIDING IN THE SAME CAR AS HER!

Meredith: (tilts her head and looks at Cristina who’s trying to arrange her hair) Unless she’s going like that she’s not riding with me either.
Cristina: (chuckles) I think he’s gonna cry!
Izzie: (grins) That was just mean, Cristina. You know he has a crush on her since like high school.
Meredith: (pulls a face) George does NOT have a crush on me. We are just friends. As in live together, share a bathroom and occasionally have a drink together friends.
Cristina: (rolls her eyes) Yeah. And I’m a chicken and Izzie’s gonna have hot.. steamy sex with George Clooney tonight.
Izzie: (eyes wide) Don’t say it if you don’t mean it!!

[SCENE CHANGE]

Derek: Okay guys, once more!

Derek and the other band members are just doing their rehearsal on stage. They are going to perform on the Golden Globes in a few hours and still have to file out their performance. Derek’s a perfectionist. He would not stop unless everything is faultless.
To his friend’s regret.

Mark: Der, c’mon! We went over the whole show a dozen times!
Alex: Yeah… I even have blisters on my fingers (examines his hands).
Callie: Stop crying boys! This is a very important gig tonight so keep your panties on and rock the house one more time.
Mark: (mumbles) Oh I would like to throw my sticks at her right now…
Alex: I’d like to beat her. But I have blisters on my fingers…
Denny: Anybody wants to play Scrabble?
Derek: SHUT IT! All of you! Callie is right. This is an important gig, for all of us. If you want to disgrace yourselves, fine. But you’re part of a freaking band so could we PLEASE do the last song once again?