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1.)

 (The trees are green and bushy around Greyburn's abbey as a taxi pulls up in front.)

2.)

 (Thierry looks off screen in boredom, Allison is for serious.)

THIERRY: I’m sure Demetri would get around to it... Are you certain about this?

ALLISON: Fuck yes I am.

3.)

(Exterior shot of building again with more fancy details, as conversation continues from off-panel.)

ALLISON: I can’t just wait around for you dipshits.

THIERRY: Excuse me, I’ve done plenty!

4.)

(Thierry has a sheisty avoidant smile, Allison is incredulous.)

THIERRY: But, uh, I thought maybe you could go see if she’s there. You could come get me...

ALLISON: Go by myself?!

THIERRY: Sure! You’re a big girl, amie!

5.)

(Thierry still can't look her in the eye, and she's grumpy.)

THIERRY: You see, it’s just an awkward situation, I don’t want to run into an ex, blah blah you know how it is.

ALLISON: No. Whatever.

6.)

(Allison gets out of the taxi alone, and her pants are colorful yellow-green with pinstripes.)

ALLISON: I’m not doing this for you!

THIERRY: Sure. The meter’s running!

ALLISON: Fuck you.

7.)

(Allison approaches the abbey with arms folded in trepidation.)

ALLISON: So I just see if the skank is here, and jet.

8.)

(The closer she gets, the taller the building looms.)

ALLISON: Easy...

9.)

(She casts a paranoid glance over a shoulder, a statue with a wholly coincidental resemblance to Ellen lurks unseen.)

10.)

(To get a better look in windows, she walks along the heads of statues, one hand to the brick wall for balance.)

ALLISON: You better appreciate this Tristan. Appreciate it sooo hard.

11.)

(She peeks into a darkened room, silhouettes there perhaps belonging to Tristan and Sarah. A moth flutters nearby.)

12.)

(The moth is large and close, she bats at it.)

ALLISON: Eugh get away from me!

13.)

(The moth is transforming into Greyburn, shocking her. He responds to her request in a grammatically tangled fashion.)

AUBREY: There is no away to get...