
Kelly is sitting inside of the 40/40 club waiting for Beyonce and Michelle to show up.
Kelly: I’m getting hungry I wish they would hurry up o I can order some food..
10 minutes laer Michelle walks in.
Michelle: Hey Girl, I ain’t seen you in a hot minute.
Kelly: So has life been treating you.
Michelle: Well I am starring in the play “Chicago”. In matter of fact i’m the first black woman to play her.
Kelly: I know. So are you still flopping?
(Silence)
Kelly: So where is Beyonce at.
Michelle: I don’t know this is just like her. She is never on time for anything.
Kelly: You shouldn’t be talking about your boss like that. You are still on the payroll.
Michelle: Oh shut up, we use to talk about her fat ass behind her back all the time. But you decide to leave me alone with the wig wearing hoe.
Kelly: I made a smart move. I am working on a new album with a label who actually cares about me. I thought you were going to leave with me. What you chickened out?
Michelle: Well, You know I am a nobody, and what record label woyuld want me?
Kelly: You do make a point. You were always just the filler girl.
Beyonce Walks in.
Beyonce: Hey Michelle.
Goes in to kiss Kelly
Beyonce: Hey Kelly, haven’t seen you since I threw you that expensive ass birthday party.
Kelly: Excuse Me?
Beyonce: Well you know. Ever since you left the record label I don’t have to waste my money on you and your insufficient needs. You are one less person who I have to worry about.
Kelly: Well, I am also glad I left. Because I don’t have to deal with your fake ass anymore. I don’t have to deal with you always hogging the spotlight from me. And Michelle feels the same.
Beyonce: Michelle do you really feel that way? I’ll hav you dropped faster than you can say “Uh Oh”. You’ll be working at Mcdonalds fuckin with me.
Michelle: No, Beyonce I would never talk about you like that.
Beyonce: Good. Keep it that way or you will end up like the nobody sitting across from me.
Kelly: Girl Please. The only reason people even give you the time in day because you are constantly shaking your ass and popping your pussy.
Beyonce: HaHaHa..Atleast I can get through a whole performance without sounding like a tired dog.
Kelly: How Dare you?
Beyonce: Kelly you know if it weren’t for me and my family you would be nothing but another black girl who grew up a bastard. Shit..You would probably be living in the projects on welfare.
Michelle: Lady’s please.
Kelly: Atleast I can get through an interview with out saying “Um”, “well”. or pausing every 2 seconds. You illiterate hooker.
Beyonce: Kelly Girl, you know what you should do if you wanna get famous like me?
Kelly: What suck Jay Z’s dick.
silence
Waiter: Are you ready to order?
Michelle: Yes. I’ll have the red lobster and salad.
Kelly: I’ll have the steak.
Beyonce: Yall ain’t got no Popeye’s chicken.
Waiter: Sorry, we don’t carry that here.
Beyonce: What about some gumbo, like mama use to make it.
Waiter:No, this ain’t yo mama kitchen.
Beyonce: Well, I’ll just have the salad.
Kelly: Yeah, you need a salad because if your thighs get any bigger they’ll explode.
Beyonce: Huh?
*Pause*
Will they get through there dinner without Kelly pulling Beyonce’s lacefront off?
To be continued…