Can you extract me/ from my plastic fantasy?

Gigi: So did Paris tell you why she wanted us to meet her here?
Monique: Nope! All she said was that it's a surprise, and that it has to do with the club she's opening in San Francisco.
Gigi: Oooo, I love surprises!


Paris: Hey guys! Thanks for coming! I'd like you to meet our new resident, Portia Scott!
Portia: Hullo, loves! Pleasure to be here on the other side of the pond!
Gigi: OMG she's British! Loves it!
Paris: She'll be the new head of entertainment, AND main DJ at my new club, Club Paris!


Gigi: Hey Portia, I'm Gigi! Nice to meet you!
Portia: Pleasure's mine, love. And who's that behind you...


Portia: Oh...


Portia: my...


Portia: God...
Monique: Hi there, I'm Monique.


Portia: Enchante', mon amie.
Monique: Oh, um, hee hee. You're very polite.
Portia: I'm more than polite, love.


Paris: Monique, Gigi, would you mind taking Portia's bags to the other shelf so Portia can relax? She's had a long trip, after all...
Gigi: No prob, Bob!
Monique: Be back in a minute...


Portia: Who's that pink-haired bird? She's a lovely bit of crumpet with tea, eh whot.
Paris: You liked what you saw, huh?
Portia: Lord, yes! Whoever she's with better show their appreciation, 'cuz if they won't, I'll be more than happy to seduce her away.
Paris: Hmm... Good to know.


Monique: We're back!
Paris: Monique, sweetie, come sit by me!


Paris: You know, Monique, we've been seeing each other for two whole months now, and they've been a great two months, haven't they?
Monique: Yes. Yes, they have.
Paris: Well... I think that they've been so great, that it's time to make the next few months even greater by taking a big step forward together... Monique, Will you move in with me?


Monique: OMG!
Gigi: OMG!
Portia: *mutters* Oh, for the love of Paul McCartney...
Monique: It's all so sudden! But... but yes! Yes, I will move in with you!


Gigi: Yay!
Paris: Heh heh.
Portia: Bleedin' hell.

Needless to say, the cast page has been updated. =D