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Tuesday, June 6

R:� mmm
G:� I love how soft your lips are.
R:� I�m not dreaming am I?
G:� No
R:� Good, cause I�ve had many impure thoughts of you in that uniform
G:� Like?
R:� If I told you you wouldn�t be able to volunteer anymore.
R:� Is Scott back?
G:� Un ugh.� Thank goodness he�s still at Marion�s.
R:� Oh good.
G:� You left too soon last night.� I still had a million things I still wanted to tell you.
R:� Like?
G:� I can�t remember now.� All I can think about is this...
(they kiss)

R:� Now I know I must be dreaming.
G:� Then don�t wake up.� So what were you thinking about me in this uniform.
R:� To un-wrap you like a piece of candy.

R:� What are you thinking about?
G:� Happy accidents.
R:� Is that how you see us back together again?
G:� In a way.� If you hadn�t found my journal.
R:� Which Greenlee stole in the first place.
G:� I know, but if you hadn�t found it we never would have known the truth and she had me convinced that you loved her.
R:� You know what?� Do we have to talk about this?� Because it really makes me want to punch something.
G:� Now if you want to get really, really, twisted we could say that Greenlee brought us back together again.
R:� Ahhh I would love to tell her that.
G:� I know but the only truth that matters right now is that you love me.
R:� and I always have.� It�s just when I think about all the time we lost because of her.
G:� Don�t ok?
R:� Ok.� But at least you can admit how whack she is I mean to use your words I mean�did you use words from your journal to create this Cynthia person
G:� No, it�s more then pathetic.� She wanted to make this little documentary on my life.
R:� Awww man I can�t wait to nail this on her.
G:� But you can�t.� Not now.
R:� I�m gonna have a lot of trouble holding this back Gillian.
G:� Ryan if your going to confront her now she�s going to tell people we�re back together and I have to talk to Jake first.
R:� Ok, ok, ok.� I�d rather have you in private then not have you at all.
G:� Soon�soon as I ask Jake for a divorce you can have me for the rest of your life.
R:� Now that is my dream.

GL:� Knock Knock�� Ryan?� Wake up sleepy head.� The cyber world waits for no one.� (Greenlee yells to Ryan from outside the loft door)
R:� You�ve got to be kidding me. (Ryan says to Gillian)
G:� I have to go anyway, so ummm, I�ll go change in the bathroom and I�ll go out the back.
R:� I hate, this, this sneaking around especially for her.
G:� I know but we don�t have a choice until I talk to Jake.
R:� (sigh) Ok
GL:� Ryan?
R:� HOLD ON!!!
G:� Do you have my journal?
R:� Yeah I put it back in the drawer where she left it�where Greenlee left it.� Don�t worry I won�t mess anything up, ok?
G:� I know.
R:� ok ok (Ryan gets up to put his pants on to go answer the door)
GL:� (still yelling from outside the loft door) What�s going on?� You afraid I�m going to see you naked?
R:� You would love that wouldn�t you? (He said, out loud, to himself as he put on his pants)

Ryan and Greenlee

GL:� (she laughs a little when he opens the door and walks on in holding a newspaper) There�s been a lot of action on the market lately.� Investors are very choosy about picking stocks.
R:� Well, it�s understandable.� No one wants to get taken.
GL:� You seem to be in the mood.
R:� I haven�t had my coffee yet.
GL:� I�ll make you some.� I want you to be totally awake for the surprise you�re about to get.

GL:� Ta da!� We got a gold seal from �Cyber Picks� magazine> They picked us the must see site on the web.
R:� That�s good.
GL:� Good?� It�s great.� When you go public they�ll be throwing money at you.
R:� Rich on paper.
GL:� No, rich is rich.� They print money on paper and baby you are going to make tons of it.
R:� Checking email?
GL:� I wanted to see if Cynthia left you a message.
R:� Look at that Cynthia�s back.
GL:� She wants you to make her dream come true you should write to her.
R:� Yeah, you know I out to put a note on the monitor to remind me.
R:� Oh, whose book is this?
GL:� Mine! I mean it�s something that I borrowed I forgot that it was here.
R:� What�s wrong?
GL:� Nothing.� Why?
R:� You seem a little nervous.� Is it the book?� Is there something inside?
GL:� Aren�t you going to respond to Cynthia?
R:� Yeah.� What�d she say?
GL:� Well it�s for you�you should read it.
R:� Go ahead.
GL:� Ok.� �Dear Ryan, I can�t stop myself from writing to you.� Is it any surprise I feel the way I do?� Ryan Lavery is the man I waited for all my life.
R:� You know what?� THAT�S ENOUGH!!
GL:� Ryan?!?
R:� Greenlee just stop it.� I can�t listen to this anymore.

GL:� What�s wrong?
R:� How can you possibly read that to me?
GL:� I thought what she said was nice.
R:� And pathetic.
GL:� No it�s not.� I thought that you felt something for her?
R:� At first, yeah maybe, but come on Greenlee it�s obvious the woman�s a loser.
GL:� I con�t see her that way.
R:� Do me a favor and respond for me.� Go ahead.� Dear Cynthia, Stop using this web site as a single�s bar.� Your lame attempts to connect with me aren�t working.� Please seek your dream elsewhere.� But do yourself a favor and get a life and DO NOT contact me again.
GL:� It�s harsh.
R:� Well don�t bother to tell her to get a life because evidently she�s a lost cause.
GL:� You should have given her on last chance. (Greenlee looks up to find Ryan gone)� Ryan?

(Ryan sneaks up on Gillian kissing her on the cheek)
R:� Hi Princess.
G:� Hey.
R:� Good news.�� Greenlee is not going to be using your journal anymore.� I trashed Cynthia�s last email.
G:� And she didn�t suspect anything?
R:� No.
G:� Wow.
R:� What do you got there?
G:� Ohhh it�s a letter from Jake.
R:� What does he say?
G:� �Being in a war zone puts so many thing into perspective.� I�m very grateful to be alive and to have you in my life.� I want everything to be right between us.� Whatever happens in the end I�m ready for what our next step should be.�
R:� He sounds stronger.� What if maybe he�s ready to except the divorce?
G:� Yeah?
R:� I don�t wanna push, but maybe nows a..uh..good time to write and ask for one?
G:� I can�t write him a dear Jake letter to ask him for a divorce.� It has to be in person.
R:� Does he say when he�s coming home?
G:� No, not certain, but when he does I can end this gently.
R:� It�s your call.
G:� I just don�t want to feel anymore guilt.
R:� I understand.�
R:� It�s Joe (he says in a whispered surprise as they hear his voice in the hall�Ryan leaves)

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