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INT. ELEVATOR - BARKLEY GROUP (DAY)
Elevator door opens. Y/N dressed in corporate attire with a blazer, holding a briefcase, waiting for the elevator to close. Her gaze follows JEN's stained blouse as she enters.
Y/N
Hi Jen! Say, that's a welcome back to Washington.
JEN frowns.
JEN
Someone is stupid enough to bring coffee and then leave stains by spilling everything on me.
Y/N
You already fired that one, I presume?
JEN
They deserve it. It's easy to find replacements.
Y/N
(smirks)
Sadly they're not here to witness you fuming. Stop being so hot.
JEN
But I am. I'm hot.
JEN glares at Y/N, before pressing the emergency stop button.
JEN (CONT'D)
Take off your clothes.
Y/N
No. Let's just buy you a new one. We can go down again and shop outside.
JEN
I am not going out in these stinky clothes.
Y/N
I have a job to do upstairs.
JEN removes her blazer. Gives the blazer to Y/N.
JEN
I also have one. Barkley Group?
JEN shrugs, unbuttoning her blouse. Y/N quickly turns around looking down at the floor.
Y/N
(mumbles)
No need to flaunt your riches. It's not even a one-man company. Everyone has to work.
Y/N also takes off her clothes.
JEN
(smiles)
You didn't have to turn around.
Y/N gives her shirt, exchanging with JEN.
JEN
This reminds me of that sex with the assistant of the opposition's campaign manager in Canada. Sex was pretty good.
Y/N awkwardly nods, then presses the button for the elevator to work. Both are now fully wearing each other's clothes.
JEN (CONT'D)
Have you tried it in an elevator?
Y/N freezes. The elevator dings and the door opens.
Y/N
(frowns)
No. And I never will.
INT. OFFICE - BARKLEY GROUP (DAY)
Employees continue their work when JEN arrives and goes straight to her own office. They start murmuring after noticing her attire and expression.
EXT. BOUTIQUE (DAY)
Y/N trying to stop a cab, finally wearing clean clothes. Neatly holding JEN's clothes. A cab stops, she enters, and the cab drives away.
INT. OFFICE - BARKLEY GROUP (AFTERNOON)
JEN steps out of her office to check on BEN about the campaign they're going to work on. She notices Y/N's empty desk and tries not to get worried about it.
EXT. Y/N'S UNIT (AFTERNOON)
Y/N lies straight to bed and slumps her bag somewhere on the floor. She lets out loud sighs before closing her eyes.
NEXT DAY
INT. PANTRY - BARKLEY GROUP (DAY)
Y/N, BEN and APRIL are all chilling inside the pantry, drinking their own choices of fluids.
APRIL
I want to be your assistant.
Y/N looks at BEN while sipping her drink.
Y/N
But I am an assistant, and you're Ben's.
APRIL
I don't care. You're running this office soon.
Y/N
Elaborate, please.
APRIL
That thing with Jen. You look good together.
Y/N suddenly coughs, drinking again to lubricate.
APRIL (CONT'D)
(playing with her mug)
I tried kidding around with her about her secret alcohol stash, and she just gave it to me.
Y/N looks at BEN trying to get an explanation.
APRIL (CONT'D)
She's weirder when you're not around. So let me be your assistant because you'll look nice bossing around.
Y/N
(sighs)
Alright, but currently not yet.
APRIL
Okay. Cool. I want to be the best man.
APRIL exits. Y/N stops BEN from standing up.
Y/N
What is she talking about?
BEN
She was wearing one of your shirts yesterday.
Y/N
And?
BEN
You're the only one who wears a turtleneck underneath your blazer.
Y/N
How does that connect to what April said?
BEN
And she's a little bit not of herself too. She even asked me about you when we're supposed to work for the campaign.
Y/N
You're not making any sense.
BEN finally stands up, uncomfortably patting Y/N's shoulders before getting back to work.
INT. OFFICE - BARKLEY GROUP (AFTERNOON)
JEN is holding her phone, walking fast to Y/N's office. The employees are peeking, muttering to one another.
JEN
Y/N. Come with me. Time-sensitive. Very important.
The employees pretend they didn't gossip. Y/N follows.
APRIL slightly smiles.
INT. MEETING ROOM - BARKLEY GROUP (AFTERNOON)
JEN leans on the table, Y/N closes the door and the blinds then stand a few chairs away from JEN.
JEN
You are avoiding me.
Y/N
I'm not.
JEN
Why are you sulking meters away from me, then?
Y/N
(shifts to another seat)
We work together. How am I avoiding you?
JEN
(crosses her arms)
You're treating me differently.
Y/N
Of course? I'm your assistant.
JEN goes near Y/N, tapping fingers on her arms.
JEN
It was the same as when you were just starting to work here.
JEN puts one of her hands on the table to lean forward on Y/N.
JEN (CONT'D)
It irritates me.
Y/N
(whispers)
You smell like perfume, again.
JEN
Now you care!
Y/N
I don't! It's your personal life.
JEN
Of course. Now answer the question.
Y/N
You're not asking anything.
JEN
Why did you ditch work yesterday?
Y/N looks around the room, JEN removes her hand on the table, grabs Y/N's chin then steadies her gaze at her.
Y/N
(clears her throat)
I don't want to be like them.
JEN throws a questioning look, removing her hand on Y/N's chin.
Y/N (CONT'D)
(rambling)
I don't want to be one of those stories. I don't want you to boast about those people you dealt with.
(lowers head)
I want to be the one who breaks the sex stories streak and have a different one with you that you can proudly tell people around. I want to be the change.
JEN only stares. Y/N has her eyes wide, realizing what she said.
JEN
(grins)
You want to be my perfume?
JEN puts one hand on her waist, the other back on the table again.
Y/N
(confused)
What?
JEN
I know you smell a man's perfume sometimes. Only did that to make you jealous. I spray some.
Y/N
(shocked)
So you didn't?
JEN
Ever since you worked with me.
Y/N taken aback, started counting on her fingers.
Y/N
Two years? No way..
JEN
Yes. You better give me good sex--
Y/N
I haven't given you an answer yet.
JEN
(dejected)
If you want.
Y/N
(smiles)
Who doesn't want to get laid by a touch-starved Jen Barkley?
JEN
Who said I was?
JEN shrugs, a bit offended. Y/N giggles.
Y/N
I only have one condition.
Y/N hesitating on voicing out her thoughts.
Y/N (CONT'D)
(almost whisper)
I don't want to try doing it inside the elevator.
JEN furrows her eyebrows. She scoffs.
JEN
It all happened because of what I said?
Y/N nods. JEN stood straight and laughed.
JEN (CONT'D)
I'm sorry. I may or may have not also done that to finally say I like you but I guess it turned out to be worse.
Y/N doing some fake betrayed gestures.
Y/N
But it did? I'm going to be your perfume.
JEN slowly smiles.
Y/N
That's a different way of asking someone out, don't you think? And I even got a sorry from you.
JEN
Yes, I am. I'm amazing.
JEN grabs Y/N waist, with their face a few centimeters away from each other.
JEN (CONT'D)
Your sweet smell will be all over me tonight, sweetheart.
Y/N wraps her arms around JEN's neck, brushing her nose to JEN.
Y/N
Why tonight when it can be right now?
Y/N and JEN began kissing each other. Y/N sitting on the table, straddling her legs around JEN's waist.
THE END..