Divine Sisters Of The Vagina Ya-Ya Hood

Happy Tuesday, crime slicksters. It's time once again to take a trip to the dark side, where the girls are hot, the drinks are cold, and the hardboiled-pulp-noir action is non-stop, right here, at the coolest crime joint in cyberspace ... at That Killing Feeling.

In Chapter 2 of B-GIRLS, stripper Lexus Cole, hooker Bling Stevens and porn star Neena Jammer arrive at Friendbook founder Randy Mandletort's 'private party' at his mansion in the Hollywood Hills ... and discover he really is a flaming asshole ...


EXT. HOLLYWOOD HILLS MANSION - DUSK
A big, sprawling joint high up in the hills.
Amazing view of the smog.

A giant circular driveway.
Deluxe and delightful.

A canary-yellow AUDI CONVERTIBLE
cruises down the driveway,
SCREECHES to a halt in front of the house.

Lexus gets out,
holding her smart phone to her ear.

Looks smoking hot
in a dress that’s barely there.

LEXUS
BEAT ya.

Suddenly a candy-apple red
AUDI CONVERTIBLE ROARS down the driveway.

CRUNCHES to a stop right next to Lexus.’
Leena hops out, also dressed to kill.
Marches over.

NEENA
Check out Danica Patrick.
Nascar a go-go.

A bright blue AUDI CONVERTIBLE
FLIES across the gravel, FISHTAILS.

Makes a perfect stop next to Neena’s car.
Bling gets out, regal in black.
Flashes a big grin.

BLING
Divine sisters of the vagina ya ya hood.
Let's PARTY.

INT. HOLLYWOOD HILLS MANSION - FOYER - DUSK
Bigger than most apartments.
Unbelievably lux.

The girls look around in wonder.
A BRITISH BUTLER (60’s) approaches them.

BUTLER
Ladies.
Mr. Mandletort is expecting you.
Please follow me.

INT. MANSION - LIVING ROOM - DUSK
Once again, very large, very lux.
Expensive furniture and art.

A full wet bar against one wall.
Giant fireplace.

At the bar is RANDY MANDLETORT (27),
small, weaselly.

Makes Mark Zuckerburg look good-looking.
Wears an outrageous gold lame suit and shades.

The girls walk in.
Stop and stare.

MARK
Ladies.
So glad you could join me.
Come on in, the drinks are wet.
(a dirty chuckle)
Sure hope you are.

LEXUS
(low, to the girls)
Where’s everybody else?
I thought this was a party.

BLING
(under her breath)
Haven’t you seen Sunset Boulevard?

They plaster on fake smiles.
Walk over.

LEXUS
Randy.
Thanks for inviting us.

NEENA
Love your place.

BLING
Yeah. It’s -- big.

RANDY
That’s not all that’s big.
(winks)
If you know what I mean.
Nudge-nudge, wink-wink.

Pause.

BLING
So --

RANDY
Ah, yes. The money. Silly me.
(presses the intercom)
Edgar, could you please
bring me the ladies’ gifts?

EDGAR (O.C.)
(electronic)
Right away, sir.

RANDY
He’ll just be a sec.
(smiles)
So, you gals ever
played anal ring toss?

NEENA
You know what?
I’d kill for a smoke.
Mind if I step out
on the terrace for a sec?

LEXUS
I’ll join you.

BLING
Me, too.

RANDY
Take your time.
I’ll be right here.
(meaningfully)
Waiting --