INT. THE SOCIETY OF PRESERVATION FOR UGLY ANIMAL OFFICE, DAY, 2011

Heather: “And the final topic of the afternoon: the end-of-the season dinner party. Does anyone want to take the lead on this?”

The room is quiet for a moment.

Zoe: “Valerie has great organization skills; let her host it this year.”

Cassy: “Yeah, Valerie is great at that kind of stuff. Look how well we did at the bake sale earlier this year; that was all her.”

Heather: “Valerie, how do you feel? You think you’re up to the task? This dinner party is make-or-break for the charity.”

Valerie: “I’m going to Oprah the fuck out of this dinner party.”

INT. BANQUET HALL, NIGHT, (DREAM SEQUENCE)

Valerie Cho is in a big fancy banquet hall filled with dozens of guests. She stands onstage with a microphone in her hand about to address the crowd. All the crowd’s attention is on her and her Vera Wang, black-with-white-polka-dots dress, which cost more than what she makes in six months.

Valerie: “Tonight’s dinner is…sandwiches!”

Dinner Guest: “Sandwiches? Oh my god, I love sandwiches!”

Valerie: “And the best part is, everybody gets a sandwich.”

The crowd goes wild with cheers. The banquet hall doors open up and teams of servers wheel out carts of sandwiches. Valerie, still onstage, is handed a sandwich.

Valerie: “You get a sandwich, you get a sandwich, and you get a sandwich, and you get a sandwich. Everybody gets a sandwich!”

Robotic Joseph Stalin, a robot that looks like a member of the band Daft Punk, but with an animated picture of Joseph Stalin on its LCD screen, stands up.

Robotic Joseph Stalin: “Even I get a sandwich, Comrade?”

Valerie: “You always get a sandwich, Comrade.”

A waiter appears beside Robotic Joseph Stalin and hands him a sandwich. Robotic Joseph Stalin gives a thumbs-up in approval.

Valerie: “Oh, it’s not over. Not only do you get a sandwich, but you also get your choice of fruit or cookie!”

The crowd gets even wilder. Sandwiches are being waved in the air and people are hugging each other. More waiters are coming into the banquet hall with carts of cookies and fruits.

Robotic Joseph Stalin points to Valerie then points to himself, makes a heart symbol and then points back at Valerie. Valerie responds in kind.

Valerie is onstage basking in the glory of this moment. This is her finest dream moment. She is smiling like she has done something important with her life. She will remember this dream for the rest of her life.

INT. THE SOCIETY OF PRESERVATION FOR UGLY ANIMAL OFFICE DAY

Valerie is still caught up in her daydream. She’s got a giant smile on her face.

Heather:” -Hello? Earth to Valerie. Valerie?”

Valerie: “Oh, I’m sorry; I kind of zoned out there for a minute. Yeah, I’ll do it. (beat) I hope you guys like sandwiches.”