Prelude To Innovations in Motion

a wedding, no shirt, the bobbie mac, double or nothing, a girl, a school, fill in the blanks, drake

"where is your shirt?" "i lost it," "you lost it?" "it got stolen," "it got stolen?" "i don't want to talk about it." " Wait, it got stolen while it was on you?" "There were two big guys holding me, very traumatic. " "I can only imagine."

"You made a bet with The Bobbie Mac?" "Well, it whent likes this. He asks me about my shirt, he thinks it is really funny, and I think it is really funny to, you think it is funny, right?" "I have told you many times it is funny." "So, he takes notice of my much appraised shirt, and he notices the next day, and the next day, and yesterday, and this morning, and finally he asks me. He makes a bet with me that I cannot wear this shirt for a month, 24/7." "What kind of bet is this?" "It is a bet with the The Bobbie Mac, and I accepted." "How is he going to have proof?" "you know the Bobbie Mac, he has people all the fuck over, and they are going to be checking in on me. I have to wear it everywhere, in the shower, when it gets to freezing I can't put a jacket over it or wear it over anything because then he will know that I took the shirt off, and I am going to have to wear it to my sister's wedding." "that's right, your wedding, and if you fuck a girl, you are going to have to be fucking with that raggedy shirt on." "Well, I am going to be taking showers with it, I imagine the soap is going to clean the shirt." "That is not shirt soap, it is body soap." "It is soap none the less." "It's going to get old," "The shirt?" "yeah, the joke." "I never considered that. Damn that The Bobbie Mac"

"You want to go out sometime?" "I don't go out with guys like you." "What is guy likes me? Are you putting me into a group? Am i in a group with that guy, 'cause he's a jerk." Fuck you "Don't be like that guy, we gotta stick together, we're part of the same clan."

"I'll see ya later, I am going to go get some tea. ""Ok.. hey,! There's the fuck who stole my shirt, I'll see ya at home." "Ask him if he stole our couch and tv also!"

"You know, sitting here, on the floor, looking at a bare TV stand,,,,... makes me miss my fucking COUCH and MY FUCKING TV!"

"The Bobbie Mac is one sinister son of a bitch, but I have a way to nab him." "That's great, you do that, and I am going to have to go make a girl cry, meet back here?" "Yeah, good plan."

"This whole thing is a mistake. This whole part of us meeting, it was not right, you were supposed to meet this other guy, and I am not him. But, I am me, and despite that little detail that I am not Name A who does This Thing, you have been hanging out with me for the past three weeks, and it has been great. So, yeah, that is what I am going to go with. I am not Drake, and if I was, I would kill myself because that is the worst name ever... see? A smile, and a laugh, now don't hate me for that one tiny big lie that this whole relationship is based on."

"We revised the bet. I have to wear no shirt for the remainder of the time." "The remainder of the time? That is going to be during... "" The wedding, I know. That crafty bitch. He won't win, i refuse it to occur." "What are you going to do? You can't show up there with no shirt." "I'll think of something, I won't let the Bobbie Mac win!"

"But she thinks you're Drake the engineering student" "yes, yes" "and you're not?" "I am not Drake the engineering student" "just making shure, because sometimes I wonder." "What, if I am some 19th century pompous person who is studying engineering to make the great bridge of the America?" "Why would you be pompous, you are not a pompous person." "We're talking about DRAKE!" "Drake is from the 19th century, well, might I say she got a better deal with the liar than the real thing, he is way too old for her."

"Engineering? It is like making engines, you know? " "Like producing systems?" "Yeah, exactly, systems, making systems, complex systems that even if I began to talk about it you would become bored because I would use such technical terms your mind would explode." "Try me." "Try you? Ok... do you know what the Cartesian Epiclepsian is?" "No," "well, there, I tried. Eat?"

" So, this guy who took my shirt" " who you thought stole your shirt," " , he had this mondo scar on his right face." "Scar on his right face?" "Yah, well, I punched it, made it bleed." "He had a scar on his right cheek?" "Yeah, like a super villain." "A scar?" "Yeah, a scar!" "That was Drake!" "Drake?!" "Yeah, Drake who she was supposed to meet at that place, and she met me! Your beating up some dude who you thought stole your shirt caused this girl to fall madly in love me." "Well, I don't think it would have lasted with a shirt stealer anyway."

"Since when is he The Bobbie Mac?" "Ever since he got an entourage." "He has an entourage? " "Yeah, I heard he hasn't opened a door in 4 months." "Even to the fridge?" "even to the freezer."

"So what do you really do? " "really?.... I study plants," "exciting, "

"It seems the Bobbie Mac has been trying to ruin me on this bet, but I have found something else out that is going to ruin him." "Go on," "He get his scripts for the shows on Saturday, learns them by Wenedsday, goes in Thursday for rehersal and they shoot it on Friday. If he doesn't know his lines, he is fucked," "You are going steal the Bobbie Mac's script?" "No, I just wanted to throw that info out there." "So there goes Plan A."

"The mother fucker is trying to sabotage me. Throwing girls at me who will only sleep with me if I have a shirt on, I can't go anywhere because suddenly the whole town has instituted a no shirt, no shoes no service policy. He is the most powerful man in town, behind Jesus." "Jesus lives here? " "I assume as much, I see him in my Physics class." "That is Craig," "He wears sandals."

"It's not funny anymore." "The shirt?" "Yeah, I mean, it has lost it's zing." "It's still got zing. " " No, the squirrel shit sort of dezings it." "And the larva?" "Actually the larva gives it a certain rustic appeal. But it still isn't funny." " Damn."

"What am I supposed to do now? I am going to bring her back here, and where are we going to make out?" "the floor?" "The floor is not a first make out place." " Your room? " "The room is way further down the line." "Why the fuck don't we have a couch? " "It was on a scavenger hunt." "that's just great."

"You know that shirt was my life" "A shirt was your life?" please don't get him started"No, please do,""Ok.. well, a shirt was your life?""Yes. Some men paint, create music, design buildings,

"I asked her to meet us here, won't that be great?" "Yeah, it would great, you know I have to go know to do something that I suddenly remembered was happening and...""Drake, you are not avoiding this again.... Oh hi Suz, look who is here." Some guy"No, this is Drake, without the scar" This isn't Drake"This isn't Drake?" This is not Drake "Are you not Drake?" "I think I need to go" "Drake! I mean, whoever you are! Who are you?" "Not Drake"

"Hi, so how are you." "I'm fine thank you," "Fine ignore me because I am late." "late for what?" "For.. for this." "What is this. " "this is this." "This is this. That makes sense. And that is that, and here is here, and there is there... and you are..... what is your name?" "Well, you are Drake and I am Jessica." "I think you may be a bit....." "I know that I was late but you did not have to order without me." "You are late for this?"

"....And it just sort of happened, that I kept on talking as this Drake guy who is a great friend of Suz and who she is a great friend of Suz.." "Suz?" "Susie, we went to high school together." "Susan Kempler?" "No, dumbass, this is some girl that Jessica thinks I am great friends with." "Who is the Suz?" "I don't know, but she set me up with a terrific girl."

"What happens when Suz calls the real Drake and finds out the date never happened." "Well, there is a beauty to this whole thing that Suz is going to be in Gambia or Zambia for a few weeks and won't be able to call the real Drake, and the real Drake won't because to call Jessica because he doesn't have her number." "Who knew lying to a girl could be so thrilling?" "it is not lying." "It isn't?" "Well, maybe one little tiny part." "Such as who you are.

What happens when Suz gets back into town?" "Another beautiful part: Drake is also leaving town to Rambia or Dalmatia or some horrible place like that before Suz comes back." "Are Suz and Drake out to save the world or something like that?" "Maybe they just feel like helping out a bit. " "Shure, I'll help, I'll recycle and throw a few dimes into a cup, but spend two weeks in Giyara cleaning children is too much. What I want to know why Suz and Drake are not helping me locate my fucking shirt!"

"If you say technically, "" technically," technically that the first bet was moot, how is this double or nothing?" "what?" "well, shouldn't the bet just continue under the same terms, except 'shirt' is replaced with 'no shirt'.?... Because out of this The Bobbie Mac wins either way, he gets a lot of money or loses nothing, and you never lost the first bet. It was moot." "Moot! Get me my phone." "You threw it in a pond. " "let me borrow yours."

"You couldn't even come to your sister's wedding respectibly." Thanks jerk"It's a bet, I have family pride to uphold!" "Looks like you failed at the family dignity part."

"Tonight she is coming over, remember I am Drake." "Gotcha. Dude, wouldn't it just be easier at this point to tell her the truth?"" No, i have already established a working relationship as Drake." "how much longer can you keep this up?" "Not much."

"The Bobbie Mac is displeased. He wants his money. Part of the bet was that you would keep the shirt on, you failed. "Hold on a second, Wait, technically because the shirt was stolen I did not take it off, someone took it off for me?" "One second.... ........ ....... We have a new proposition: Double or nothing" "Double or nothing?" "Double or nothing." "On what? I don't have the shirt, I don't have the shirt anymore, that was the bet, you can't have double on nothing, 2 times 0 is 0, that doesn't make any sense. " "The Bobbie Mac wishes to go double or nothing on you wearing no shirt." "No shirt?" "No shirt, no jacket, no vests, no robes...." "Double or nothing on the shirt?"