If Fry and Riddick Met Differently
The setting: The Intergalactic SkyBar
Carolyn Fry sits at a table alone, surveying the male prospects around the room:
Fry: "Is this whole planet dead?"
Suddenly, he is next to her…tall, muscled, dangerous. He sits down and thrusts out a hand:
Riddick: "Richard B. Riddick, escaped convict, murderer."
Fry: "DON'T even try it!"
Riddick: "I've been meaning to catch you alone."
Fry waves him off and gets up as though to walk away. She looks around to see if she can get out of the bar without being accosted by some creep.
Riddick: "Looks clear."
Before she gets ten feet a galaxo-loser approaches and asks for her stellar-pager number. She glares at him and returns to her seat, glaring at Riddick now.
Fry: "Is this whole planet dead?"
Riddick: "Finally found something worse than me."
Fry: "They're hollow."
Riddick comments that perhaps she has too high an opinion of herself.
Fry: "I can't get my f**kin' nose down."
Riddick asks to buy Fry a drink.
Fry: "Probably shouldn't. It'll dehydrate us even more."
Riddick nods: "Lots of time for something to go wrong."
The barkeep asks for their order.
Fry: "Lites?" [radhafan note: think about that one!]
Riddick: "Not for me."
Riddick orders a scotch and wonders aloud how many beers it takes to get Fry loosened up.
Fry: "Five…to launch!"
Riddick: "I like that in a woman!"
A young space-hussy comes over to the table and rubs a hand sensuously over Riddick's head. Fry shoos her away.
Riddick: "Cute kid."
Fry taunts Riddick to peruse the crowd for a woman he likes.
Fry: "See anything?"
Riddick points. Fry sees a woman with no hair, three eyes and head-to-toe scars
Fry, shaking her head: "I'm afraid of you."
Riddick: "Not her......her."
Fry sees he is pointing at her own reflection in the mirror. She looks closer at him. Riddick is picking at something in his drink.
Fry: "Let me see your ice." [radhafan note: I know, "GROAN"]
Riddick: "You'd have to come a lot closer for that."
Fry scoots over and Riddick whispers in her ear.
Riddick: "We can't make it."
Fry laughs: "How about shocking me with the truth now."
Riddick: "Most days I'd take that as a compliment."
Things get cozy. Finally, Fry wants to leave.
Fry: "Please come back with me."
He walks her to her door, then gently pushes her in the room and looks into her eyes.
Riddick: "Can't leave.... without saying goodnight."
The door closes. A few minutes later the hotel guests are awakened by a loud scream:
Fry: "HELLO, MECCA!"