Date: Fri, 1 Sep 1995 From: LizBeth258 Subject: BSG meets AbFab Prior to my rabbit-induced silence, there was talk of bizarre cross-overs (this was before the huge flap over computers. Not fun reading, believe you me...) Anyway, I was wondering what would happen if Our Heroes landed in _London_ instead of "somewhere in the U.S." _And_ instead of running into a harebrain like Jamie, they run into _two_ harebrains called Edina and Patsy (from Absolutely Fabulous....) Naturally, Eddie and Pats would take it upon themselves to do a _massive_ PR campaign to introduce Our Heroes to Earthlings. But _first_ they'd have to make them look good. (I mean, Brown on Tan? Puhhhh-leeeeeease.) This scene kinda poppsed into my head....Anyone wanna think of a PR campaign that the Gals might put together? Scene set up: Cassiopea emerges from Edina's bedroom wearing tight-fitting gold-lame pants and an over-sized floral print top. Starbuck (laughing): ARRRRRGHHHH! It's blinding! Apollo (amused): Does it come with or without the power source? Edina (dismissively): Men. Know nothing about fashion. Patsy (taking a drag on her cigarette): They don't have to, Eddie. Buy them one suit with pinstripes, they can wear it for forty years. And they say God isn't a man... Cassiopea (looking like a pissed-off owl): I feel like I've been attacked by tacky drapes and the drapes won. Edina (shocked): It's LaCroix, darling! Cassiopea: It's ugly. Edina (dismissively): Oh, you're an alien, what do you know. You still need to be properly educated. Saffy (exasperated): Mom! I _hardly_ think that these people are interested in how to emulate a fat cow who stuffs herself in clothes that are three sizes too small! Patsy (stubs out cigarette): Really, Eddie. I don't know why you just don't send into the trash bin and good riddance to her. Saffy (turning on Patsy): Or how to paint themselves up so they can look like a loose tart. Starbuck: Isn't a tart food? How can food be loose? Saffy (sighing): A tart is another word for a prostitute. Cassiopea (sniffing): I'll have you know that Patsy does _not_ look like a prostitute. Apollo and Starbuck (exchanging quick looks and saying together): Uh-oh. Patsy: Thanks, Cass. Cassiopea (to Saffy): Prostitutes _never_ wear that much make up. (Turns to Patsy, who's sporting a sour look). _And_ they dress better. Only from the warped mind of.... Liz ;)