In the days and weeks that followed, the issue of the accidental
snog never came up.
Connie helped out with the writing, especially writing bits for
Julia, who appreciated it.
Carol,
meanwhile, though her repertoire was improving, was dismayed at not
getting the parts she truly wanted, which would be played by either
Gray or TJ.
Julia was just happy to fill in wherever needed.
One thing she was thrilled to master was what Gilliam called
acting by reaction.
"John hates it," he told her once. "But I prefer it, 'cause I
don't have to remember any lines!"
"How you do it then?"
"Watch," he said, motioning to Mike. "See him doing that eye click
bit?"
"Aye."
"Just like that, you react to how people are talking, what they're
doing."
"Gear!" she exclaimed.
"Ol' Johnny hates it for sure," said Gilliam, noting Mr. Cleese
was in the vicinity. "Hates hates hates it."
"What do I hate?"
"Acting with your face."
"Eh?" said John, puzzled. "OH!"
"Took you long enough," laughed Gilliam.
"Teaching her how to do it then?"
"Yeah."
"Won't mind it this time."
"Oh?"
"She won't act like a monkey when she does it."
Gilliam playfully frowned, then laughed.
John grinned then went over to talk to Ian.
Mike, Eric and Graham were watching off to the side, Gray quickly
nodding, as if to give Julia the green light.
Julia let out a hoot imitating a chimpanzee, jumping up and down,
leaving the other Pythons in hysterics.
John whirled around. "What's that then, Boyd?"
Julia just stood there, face perfectly innocent."What's what?"
John playfully narrowed his eyes at her. "You hootin' like a chimp."
"I never!"
"Liar!"
"I
did no such thing, don't know where you got the idea from," said Julia,
who then grinned a big toothy smile, almost identical to the ones Eric
and Mike were sporting.
"I do. From them," said John, indicating. "Idle and Palin, always
up to no good."
Mike playfully looked shocked. "Guess the secret's out, Idle," he
said.
"Nah..nah..I've been wicked for years."
"And I'm the sweetie," snickered Mike. "Can't be evil."
"Liar," snickered John. "Under that angel halo are devil horns for
sure."
"'Course, helps to keep the halo straight," smiled Mike,
perfectly deadpan.
"If you must know, Johnny," said Julia. "The loony with the pipe
told me to."
"AHA!" bellowed John.
TJ nearly dropped his cup of tea, shaking his head, a huge smile on
his face. Graham just stood there, puffing away.
"WELLLLL!" said John. "Gonna just stand there?"
"That's the idea."
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