On a cloudy day outside the offices of Sonny London the Staff and Directors have gatheredto discuss how they will welcome visitors. Before them stands a large mass of a man DAVE DEAN, THE SECURITY GUARD

FREDRIK

He's very big and intimidating.

HELEN

Honey, I think he's too big.

GUY

I've seen bigger. 

GABI

It's important to send out the right message...inviting. On his own is he sending out the right message?

EMIL

I have some garden gnomes we could stick out front with him. They are very inviting.

FREDRIK

No old country things, this is Soho. 

RAN

Can we get on with it? I have work to do!

HELEN

What if we introduce a "ying" to his "yang"?

RANE

Like a contrasting character with another motive.

GUY

A good cop - bad cop type of thing.

FREDRIK

I LOVE IT, but who will be the inviting, contrasting character?

Cut to the back doors of Sonny London  as JEREMY HINDLE walks out carrying a box of props due to go into storage. All eyes focus on Jeremy as he innocently walks through the parking lot.Fredrik turns to Labbe who holds a camera, standing ready to direct THE SECURITY GUARD. Fredrik whispers in Labbe's ear.

FREDRIK (CONT AND WHISPERING) 

What about Jeremy?. 

LABBE

I'm not too sure what we should do with him. I might just roll and see what happens?

FREDRIK

Lovely bananas.

The sound of the camera clicks on. 

Cut to.

We slowly crane down to 58 Frith Street and outside Sonny London, where Emil Moller breaks loose of Guy Manwaring's embrace. It starts to rain. Fredrik Bond stands in the doorway takes a step back inside to cover himself from the cold raindrops hitting bald head.

FREDRIK

I said I'm sorry, Emil!

But Emil is inconsolable. He starts to walk down Frith Street in the now pouring rain.

FREDRIK

Hey Guy! It's actually quite a fancy address, and three times bigger.

GUY

Fredrik, please! Stop it. Christ... you're just not there are you!?

Guy walks after Emil.

FREDRIK (shouts)

Nothing last forever, Guy. You know it, and I know it.

Cut to Emil walking soaking wet, where Guy comes running up to him from behind.

GUY

Emil! Wait!

EMIL

No, Guy! Please leave me alone.

GUY

No, Emil. Listen! Fredrik is trying. Really. He is trying, but it's hard for him aswell to understand.

EMIL

Fredrik has never been there... I mean not like me. He doesn't know This room was our own little warm sunny Sonny-bubble, Guy. Remember?

GUY

We´ll create something new over there, Emil. An even bigger sunnier bubblierSonny-bubble. Promise. 

Guy wipes a tear away on Emil´s cheek.

FREDRIK (OFF SCREEN) 

I´ve ordered a wall-to-wall carpet!

Both Emil and Guy turns to Fredrik who walks up with gathered courage.

FREDRIK

Vintage Burgundy!

He looks up to Guy and Emil to see if he can catch a reaction on someone´s face.

FREDRIK (CONT'D) 

It´s that sunbleached look. Like you guys love.

EMIL

Really?

GUY

No, you didn't!? Where did you find that, Freddie!? I've been looking everywhere for that! I love that freaking colour!

 FREDRIK

It wasn't easy, And not cheap either, huh.

Fredrik shrug's his shoulders in satisfaction.

FREDRIK

You  wanna go see it? It's actually already delivered. I'm about to go there and start put it out myself, right now...

The shower has passed away and is clearing up.

Camera cranes up and the late afternoon sun is breaking through the clouds, reflected on the wet Soho street. We see Fredrik, Guy and Emil in silhouette walking towards Wardour Street.

EMIL

I definitely think we should keep doing our PPM-meetings on the Burgundy carpet like we've always done... I think it's important for the affininty!?

FREDRIK

Of course! No big buffling sharp edged tables... no way

That's not how we do it geezers!!!

To be continued...