INT. PENELOPE'S HOME - PENELOPE'S BEDROOM - 23rd DECEMBER, 2017


PENELOPE:
“Pick Up. Please pick up...”

Penelope paces on her bedroom barefoot. She's wearing a white t-shirt with a dungarees dress over it as she hears the phone dialing.

Phone:
"This is AJ Winters, I'm busy right now. Please leave your message after.”

She waits, scratching her wrist which shows a small rash.

PENELOPE:
“Um, AJ? Hi, this is Penelope. Merry Christmas and stuff! But, I wanted to, like, tell you. You know you have to fight Chris in January? Um, well, there was an older man who asked me and Chris to bet against your match against Branson. So I couldn't go another, like,
second without saying to you that, um, I think you must be careful about the match and stuff. I think they want Branson to win.
”

Penelope looks over at her computer, donations were coming in slowly at Christmas but she didn't have the money like Chris Kenway was going to offer.

PENELOPE:
“So be careful in your match against Kenway and stuff. And Merry Christmas! And a Happy Happy New Year. Bye!”

She hangs up the phone and sighs in relief, totally feeling weight off her shoulders as her itching becomes nothing. Not a bother as she sets down her phone and then heads to her bedroom door.

PENELOPE:
“Daddy! I'm ready to wrap presents now!”