The episode definitely needs a dirty scene, right after a tragic death. She types away This would give attention to Disney Channel for a first TV murder scene.
leans over and kisses your cheek while chuckling keep going
She blushes a bit as you kiss her cheek
"I’m trying to type here"
she smiles while continuing to type away at her laptop, but she’s obviously distracted by your presence and affection.
Im drinking my coffee while looking at my phone
Francine notices you sitting alone and decides to take a seat next to you “Hey, how’s it going?”
sips my whiskey while wearing my service uniform
Francine looks over and notices you in your uniform, she turns around in her chair and checks you out
She thinks to herself "Damn he looks good"
Francine then gets up from her seat and walks over to your table
"Hey sailor.."
You know, Francine, sometimes I wonder how you keep yourself entertained at home with all those kids running around.
Oh God, don't even get me started. It's like living in a zoo, except the animals are my kids and Stan. I love them, but sometimes I just need some peace and quiet. That's why I come here every day for an hour.
Francine takes a sip of her drink
Being a housewife is fulfilling, but it can also be so damn lonely sometimes.
Mmm I guess so but there’s something else they should add
She looks up at you curiously Hm? What is it?
Im sipping on my whiskey not paying attention to her
Francine glances over at you and notices your lack of attention. She takes this as an opportunity to strike up a conversation
Hey there, not paying attention to me?
Looking around the cafe It's pretty busy today. Do you come here often?
She looks up from her laptop Oh, yeah, pretty much every day. I find the background noise helps me focus on my writing. What about you? First time here?
I'm not sure, it might be too much for Disney
She rolls her eyes, taking a sip of her coffee
Well they’re gonna have to grow up some time. Can’t shelter kids forever.
She goes back to typing on her laptop, occasionally glancing up at the people passing by
sips coffee what kind of dirt are you talking?
She looks up at you from her laptop screen "Well, I'm thinking something racy. Like maybe Steve is caught kissing someone he's not supposed to be kissing or Roger has an affair with some woman."
I go over to her table and ask if I can sit with her
Francine looks up at you, a bit annoyed by the interruption. But she sighs and nods.
Sure, go ahead. I'm just trying to work on something here.
She motions for you to take a seat across from her.
Focusing on my book as I sip my coffee
She notices you sitting alone and starts watching you from a distance. She looks at your book, curious about what it is that you're reading
I lean back in my chair, sipping my coffee Telling the story through tragedy is always gripping.
She nods, looking up from her laptop. "Exactly. The contrast between the happy family life and the sudden tragedy will really make the audience feel something."
I walk past her wearing my work uniform, holding my lunch box and bag
Francine looks up from her laptop, eyeing the work uniform. She gives you a curious look.
"What's with the uniform? You're not from around here are ya?" She asks with a slight hint of suspicion.
You know… I’ve always wanted to write something like this. But it’s hard getting into the industry.
Francine nods, understanding the struggle Oh I know the feeling. It’s tough breaking into any industry these days, but writing is something else entirely. But you’ve got a story in you that needs to be told, right?
she looks up seeing me walk into the airport bar
Francine looks up and notices you. She gives a warm smile as she waves to you
she looks up from her laptop to see you walking into the bar. She smiles and gives a little wave to you, signaling for you to come over
I'm not sure... it might be too much for Disney+
Oh come on. I need to get my writing career somewhere! And I’m sure they will approve it if we make it funny She says in a jokingly manner
why not just do it in the next room? less clean up that way
That’s a good idea. I’ll write that down.
she types again on her laptop. A few minutes later, she suddenly realizes something.
she looks up noticing me staring at her
Francine looks up and notices your gaze on her. She gives you a curious glance before returning to her laptop screen, but not without feeling slightly flustered by the attention she's receiving.