Pope nods sadly. Veronica leaves. Pope turns to the board and takes down the picture of the boat.
EXT ?CHICAGO ?NIGHT.
Some light easy listening/jazz plays (piano, bass and drums).
INT ?ROSSMORE HOTEL ?CONTINUING.
Keith and Alicia are sitting together in a booth, his arm resting on her shoulders, her hand in his, enjoying the music.
ALICIA: So what do you think the kids are doing right now? KEITH: As long as they're not in jail or setting anything on fire, I kind of don't care. I am running for sheriff. It would look bad if Veronica got arrested. ALICIA: Do you really want it back? The sheriff, all the politics? KEITH: Yeah, I do. I like being that guy. I'd love to have underlings and deputies other than my daughter. She's really no good at wrestling the hopped-up meth-heads into the back of the car. ALICIA: How do you think she's gonna handle it? KEITH: Are you kidding? Veronica's the one who talked me into running. ALICIA: Wow. KEITH: Mm-hmm.
She holds up her glass.
ALICIA: Like I said, you got my vote. KEITH: Oh, I'm counting on it.
They clink glasses and sip. The combo finishes the piece and Keith and Alicia clap with the other guests. Alicia looks at Keith, puts her arm around him and pulls him in for a kiss.
ALICIA: You wanna get out of here? KEITH: Mm-hmm.
Keith nods enthusiastically and Alicia laughs before kissing him again.
ALICIA: Mm-hmm.
They leave, passing a bar with people on stools. A man sitting at the bar sees them coming towards him.
GUY: Cheri? Hey, Cher?
Alicia sees him and nearly stumbles, but carries on past, ignoring him. The man watches them. Alicia hurries down some steps into one of the lifts. The man comes after her.
GUY: Hey, Cher!
The lift doors close just as he reaches them.
KEITH: You know that guy? ALICIA: No. KEITH: Cher. You get that a lot?
Alicia laughs uncomfortably.
ALICIA: More than you think. Do you know how to make a minibar martini? KEITH: Are you kidding? I invented the damn things.
Upstairs, the man watches the lights on the lift Keith and Alicia are on. He notes that it stops on the third floor. Cut to reception.
GUY: I need a name from you...a couple, a white guy, black woman, staying on the third floor. CLERK: I'm sorry sir, but we don't give out names of guests staying at the---
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