"Oh, this will definitely be in the movie. No doubt in my mind." Hugo nods assuredly at Corrie. "I can picture it, clear as day, some studio executive reads the script and exclaims, These two! We need more of these two in the story!" Hugo-as-money-grubbing-studio-executive twirls the ends of an impressive imaginary mustache.
"These two will sell tickets!" Hugo laughs and moves to take the rolled up posters from Corrie and use them as a make-shift cane. The kind the ultra-rich have, usually with some animal head carved into the top, even though they don't actually need them. "The clowns? Eh, the clowns can stay if there's room. But these two are the stars."
Corrie laughs too, finally: he mimics well, and she can easily picture this super-rich, stereotypically posh executive with the flashy 'stache and superior taste. "We are the stars," she declares, though a few weeks ago she wouldn't have willingly shared top billing with him, or nearly anyone in his family. "To hell with the clowns!"
MEAT CARNIVAL: Corrie & Hugo - Sideshowsonas
"These two will sell tickets!" Hugo laughs and moves to take the rolled up posters from Corrie and use them as a make-shift cane. The kind the ultra-rich have, usually with some animal head carved into the top, even though they don't actually need them. "The clowns? Eh, the clowns can stay if there's room. But these two are the stars."
MEAT CARNIVAL: Corrie & Hugo - Sideshowsonas