Episode 1
The scene--the breakfast table of Mr. and Mrs. Average Mospheiran. Breakfast is on the table, the newspaper is spread out, prominently featured on the front page--a picture of the paidhi and his bodyguard, next to an article about rumors of their romantic involvement.
Mr. Mospheiran: "Well, that’s old news. That rumor’s been going around since I don’t know when. And really, it’s not like you can expect him to be celibate, is it? I can’t say I approve, but it’s understandable." (thinks to himself, "Wow, that Jago’s hot! I’d do her if I had the chance!")
Mrs. Mospheiran: "I guess that’s what you expect from someone who spends that much time away from humans. It’s not healthy. He needs to come back here and marry some nice girl. I was reading something in the Weekly Island News about his poor, jilted fiancée." (Thinks to herself, "That Bren Cameron is awfully good looking. And rich, too. Why should she get him and not some nice Mospheiran girl? But I’m not jealous. Really.")
Enter Miss Mospheiran in black leather atevi style coat and high heeled boots.
Miss Mospheiran: "Mom, look what I got at the mall yesterday with Angie! Isn’t it totally cool? Don’t you think it makes me look dangerous??? Do you think these boots make me look taller? Angie’s going to help me braid my hair when I get to school. I wish I had a gun!"
Mrs. Mospheiran: "A gun! No one here is going to have any gun!"
Mr. Mospheiran: "What in the world do you want a gun for?"
Miss Mospheiran: "You are so out of it. It’d be perfect!" (She sits down to breakfast, reaching for the biscuits.) "Angie told me that Bob told Emily that Josh said he liked me. And I was like, no way, and she was like, yes way! And I was like, oh my God!"
Mr. Mospheiran: "So you want to shoot him?"
Miss Mospheiran: "Dad, you are soooo out of it!"
Enter Master Mospheiran, with long hair in a ribboned braid.
Mr. Mospheiran: "Where are you going looking like that? I thought you had your University entrance exam today! I thought we agreed you were going to cut your hair."
Master Mospheiran: "Yeah. I’m running late. Hey, Sis, does my braid look okay?"
Miss Mospheiran: "Looks great. Angie told me Emily said that Fiona heard Julie say she wanted to go to the Prom with you."
Master Mospheiran: "No way!"
Miss Mospheiran: "Yes way!"
Master Mospheiran: "Oh my God! I can’t ask her! She’s the prettiest girl in the school! Hey, I like the coat, it looks very dangerous. All you need is a gun."
Mrs. Mospheiran: "I don’t think I like all this atevi business. I don’t like that kind of immoral behavior!" (Gestures towards the newspaper.)
Miss Mospheiran: (Grabbing up the front page) "Oh my God! She is soooo totally cool. Hey, is she wearing a ribbon? What color do you think it is?"
Master Mospheiran: "She is sooo hot. It’s white, of course, that’s what the paidhi’s household wears."
Mr. Mospheiran: "How would you know?"
Master Mospheiran: "Everybody knows that. Well, I’m off to the Foreign Studies Aptitude exam."
Mrs. Mospheiran: "Foreign Studies?!"
Mr. Mospheiran: "I thought you were going to be a doctor!"
Both kids: "Dad, you are sooo out of it!"
The kids head out of the apartment. We hear Master Mospheiran’s voice saying, "So did you ask Josh to the prom yet? Bob told me that Jeff said...." The door slams shut, leaving a bewildered Mr. and Mrs. Mospheiran to finish their breakfast.