EXT-HOME DEEPO-AFTERNOON
(Open up to the outside of a home appliance store that looks a lot like Home Depot, but not Home Depot, due to legal purposes.)
INT-HOME DEEPO-AFTERNOON
(Cut to inside with Fyo & Blake meeting up with the manager in the very back of the store near the gardening aisle.)
(The manager is a short lady around her 50's with curly white hair and work uniform.)
(Despite her old age and white hair, she could pass for a lady in her early 40's.)
Manager: I just got off the phone with your boss, sorry for denying your services earlier.
Fyo: No problem, ma'am, it's not every day you see ninjas in Canada.
Fyo: We're still working to make it known though.
Fyo: Best option; more advertising and maybe even in some commercials, I'm a good actor.
Manager: (Nods) Right…thank you for your services to guard my store, but please go easy on Kayla.
Manager: She's been getting constant questioning from other locals all day, not to mention she's sensitive.
Fyo: Sorry to hear that but we just need two questions and we'll be out of her hair.
(The manager is starting to take a liking to the boys.)
Manager: Hmph, well you boys are certainly more friendly than the last guys, so I'll take your word for it.
(The Manager picks up a large wrench from her work table.)
Manager: (Stern) HOWEVER…
Manager: Give my employee any more pressure and I'll show you this wrench is used for more than just gripping.
(Blake hides behind Fyo, who's also startled by the Managers brutal threat, but feels so blown away at the same time for being such a thoughtful and caring boss.)
Fyo: (Wry) (Now here's a real boss who actually gives a damn…)
Fyo: (Wry) (Where was she when I was a cashier from Family Dollar.)
Fyo: (Nervous) Dearly noted.
EXT-HOME DEEPO-ROOFTOP GARDEN-AFTERNOON
(Later, we cut to Kayla, who's in the middle of watering the plants upstairs.)
Fyo: (Off-Screen) Kayla?
Kayla: !?
( Kayla turns and spots Fyo and Blake standing 6 feet away emerging from the shadows.)
Fyo: Hi, don't let the look fool you, but we're investigators.
Fyo: I'm Shinobi Fyo and this is my partner, Shinobi Blake.
Kayla: (Confused) …
Blake: (Whispers) Can she speak English or is she deaf?
(Fyo faintly elbows Blake's shoulder for the somewhat racist comment.)
Fyo: (Mouths Word) SHUT UP.
Fyo: Think of us as ninja detectives.
(Kayla stands up, not looking too happy to see more visitors.)
Kayla: Pardon my rudeness, but I already told those other detectives or feds everything I know, so leave me alone and get a tip from them.
(Fyo had a feeling this wouldn't be easy, given that others have beaten him to the punch.)
Fyo: Trust me, we're not like those prying jerks, Kayla.
Fyo: We just have one question and to see if you're okay.
Kayla: Well, as you can see, I'm-I'm much very much fine.
Fyo: Good, then you won't mind answering my one question, right?
(Kayla sighs, but decides to comply, hoping it'll be quick.)
Kaya: (Irritant) Sure.
Moments Later…
(Kayla is now more calm as she finishes up her story while sitting next to Fyo on a wooden bench with Blake in the background messing with the peculiar-looking plants.)
Kayla: And later when the coast was clear, I ran to my neighbor's house and called the cops.
Fyo: Sorry you had to go through that, how are you now?
(Kayla feels very uneasy after talking about went she went through and is now thinking about how close it was for her to not get caught.)
(Kayla grips her hands on her lap.)
Kayla: (Sad) I've seen better days, I'm fine now, just…just confused.
Kayla: The victim, I worked with him here for months.
Kayla: He wasn't the nicest person to work with, but he was still good enough at heart.
(Short glimpses of flashbacks appear of Kayla and working together.)
Kayla: He used to tease and make fun of me and his other co-workers a lot, but that was his way of showing he liked us.
Kayla: I find it so hard to believe he turned out to be a criminal after knowing him for so long.
Fyo: …
(Though he didn't care to hear much about her backstory with the victim, Fyo is moved by it, so much so that he can relate to what Kayla's going through, to a certain extent anyway.)
Fyo: I know that feeling all too well…
Fyo: Looking up to someone you admired for so long, only for them to turn out to be a complete fraud to the point you don't know who they are anymore…
Fyo: Or never did in that regard.
(Kayla nods in agreement.)
Kayla: Yeah, but I would like to think he wasn't a complete fraud.
Kayla: I think he really did care about us.
(Fyo would disagree, but he knows next to nothing about Hughes, so he can't really bring himself to believe or disbelieve that.)
(During this heart to heart moment, Blake breaks it up by showing Fyo a juju flytrap.)
Blake: Hey, Fyo, check this out!
Blake: It's one of those plants with teeth!
Fyo: (Annoyed) Blake, put that down before it bites your face off!
(Blake walks over to Fyo.)
Blake: It won't, there's a note that says it won't bite if you don't touch it.
Fyo: Well keep it away from me, I don't wanna see that abomination!
(Kayla giggles from the bantering brothers, until the roof, begins to shake.)
Fyo & Blake: !?
(Not knowing what's going on, Fyo & Blake quickly react and move.)
(Fyo grabs Kayla and leaps up in the air while Blake runs toward the stairs and slides down the rail with his bottom.)
(Half the rooftop begins to crumble apart with most of the plants falling on the inside as well as some of the customers getting caught by fallen debris.)
(Cut back to Blake who makes it to the bottom of the gated outdoor gardening aisle.)
Blake: (Worried) Fyo!
(Cut to Fyo and Kayla who lands safely on the ground.)
Fyo: We're fine, take cover!
EXT-OUTDOOR GARDENING ISLE-AFTERNOON
(Fyo stands up and puts Kayla down, who's now standing stiff as a twig, all cartoony-like.)
Fyo: Kayla?
Kayla: (Deadpan) Yes?
Fyo: You OK?
Kayla: (Deadpan)Yes.
Fyo: Can you stand?
Kayla:(Deadpan) Yes.
Fyo: Can you move?
Kayla:(Deadpan) No.
(Fyo's head drops with his eyes closed, pausing for a second and tries not to laugh in this dangerous situation, but Kayla's response tripped him out.)
(Finally regaining his composure, Fyo gets serious, preparing for battle.)
Fyo: (Shouting) Blake, look out for Kayla!
(Just as Fyo pulls out his kodachi sword, the armored murderer, Boston Rex from last night slowly enters the scene as the dust clears.)
Boston: You're the ninja who took out my buyers last night, aren't ya'?
Fyo: And you must be the arm's dealer I was supposed to catch last night...
(Fyo strikes a cool battle pose.)
Fyo: Sorry, I'm late.
TO BE CONTINUED…