The car bumped and slid along the winding dirt track, its tyres occasionally losing their grip in the rocks and gravel, at times spinning without any traction at all -- despite the ultra modern suspension of the car, the two occupants bounced around on their plush leather seats as if they were caught in a middle of an earthquake.
"Are you sure you know where you're going?"
Jennifer Aniston turned towards her best friend Courteney Cox, a sarcastic smile plastered across her face.
"Of course I know where I am going! Have you ever known me to get lost?"
Courteney let out a small laugh as she held onto the seat of the car as it bucked wildly on the dirt track. "God yes, didn't you once get lost driving home from a party that was only two blocks from your house?"
Her eyes never left the view in front of her, as her hands tightly gripping the wheel of the Mercedes as it made its way slowly along the dirt track.
"Yes but you can't count that time, you know that. I was drunk out of my mind, how I made it home in one piece I'll never know!". Jennifer shook her head a few times as if to emphasise how lucky she was.
"Well I think we're lost now, I can't recognise anything out here!"
They both cast their eyes out of the car, viewing the landscape of the area as it went past their windows. It was mostly flat countryside with a few trees here and there, but nothing much else -- a few times they would pass a building that had all it's windows and doors boarded up, but other than that they would see no sign of life.
"Why can't you admit we're lost!" Courteney exclaimed exasperatedly, her voice tinged with a little bit of anger.
"Because!"
"Because?," Courteney repeated. "Because is not a good enough answer - we're lost and to top it all of we're late for David's wedding reception. He is going to be pissed off at us -- no sorry strike that, he's going to be pissed off at you, its all your fault!"
Jennifer's eyes continued to scan the track as she drove, looking for any familiar landmarks. "Well I don't know why Schwimmer had to hold his reception wait out here in the desert. As I told him many times there are plenty of hotels in in Hollywood or Los Angeles or even bloody New York. I say it's his fault we're lost!"
Courtney picked up her hand bag and started to rummage through it.
"What are you looking for?" Jennifer asked.
"I'll tell you when I find it!" she replied curtly. Courteney continued to look through her handbag, looking in every pocket, unzipping ever zip and even tossing an odd item out -- finally in exasperation she turned her handbag upside down, shaking it vigorously until all the contents had fallen onto the floor of the car.
"Ahh here it is!" she exclaimed as she picked an item off the floor of the car.
"Here what is?" asked Jennifer
Courtney held up the item in the air as if she had just found a nugget of gold. "The invitation -- the invitation to David's wedding reception with the street by street instructions on how to get there." She even shoved in front of Jennifer's face for a few seconds as she drove.
"Well why didn't you show me that before we left?"
Courteney threw her hands up in annoyance. "Didn't you get the same invitation? Why didn't you have a look at your invitation?"
"Because I didn't get one."
"What!!!"
Jennifer slammed on the brakes of the Mercedes causing both of them to be thrown forward violently only to be pulled back by their seatbelts.
"He didn't send me one ok!," she responded angrily. "Look I know things haven't been that good between us lately but I didn't think he wasn't going to invite me to his wedding!"
"So you are just going to crash his wedding?"
"I figured we would just sort it out once I go there. Look we're late as it is, try them on your cell phone, may be they could give you directions from here."
Courtney searched through her handbag for a second until she found her cell phone. A worried look spread across her face as she studied the screen of her cell phone.
"Damn!"
"What's wrong now?"
"There's no reception way out here! The cell phone is practically useless." She angrily tossed it back in her bag. "What do we do now?" she asked with the same worried look on her face.
"I think we just turn around and get back on the main highway, there's got to be someone we can ask for directions there."
"That's a good idea" Courteney agreed, nodding her head a few times to show support.
Jennifer pressed down on the accelerator but the Mercedes did not move -- there was an loud clunking noise from the engine and then silence. Her repeated turning of the ignition key provided no answers as each time the engine did nothing more than turn over a few times before dying into the same silence as before.
"Shit!," Jennifer shouted in frustration before banging her hands against the steering wheel a few times in anger. "I knew I should have got this heap of junk serviced a week ago! What do we fucking do now?"
Courteney twisted her head around to scan their immediate vicinity "I haven't seen any other cars pass by here in the last hour and I don't think any more will come soon. I think our only chance is to head back to garage we passed about twenty minutes ago." She opened the door of the car and planted one foot on the ground outside before turning back to her companion.
"Coming?" she asked.
"You've got be to joking," Jennifer answered."You expect us to walk back to that garage dressed in these clothes and with high heels on? No I'm not going!" She shook her head to emphasise her decision.
"Suit yourself -- but I wouldn't want to stay here all alone" She stepped out of the car closing the door with a bang before walking slowly down the dirt track, back in the direction whence they had come. She had barely made five yards when she heard a car door slam shut behind her.
"Courtney wait up!" Jennifer shouted. Courteney stopped where she was and waited until her best friend caught up with her.
Dwayne Thomas could scarcely believe the sight he was viewing through the cracked and broken glass of his garage window. In the distance, walking towards his garage were the figures of the two of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. He stood at the dirty and broken window as the two figures approached slowly, each step they took throwing a cloud of dust up in the air -- as they got closer he could make tall blonde wearing a slinky sparkling short dress, her long legs looking tanned as they strode slowly towards him. Her friend was wearing a full length blue strapless dress that had a huge slit on one side, showing that she was wearing black stockings. Her long black hair was flying about in the wind.
He turned to his two companions who were sitting nearby onto two wooden boxes playing cards on a small table. "Hey Joe and Caleb come an have a eyeful on what is heading this way!"
Joe a strongly built man of Italian descent leaned his wooden box against a wall. "What is it, can't you see we're busy!"
"Just come and have a look you lazy sod!"
They both rose, making their way slowly to the same window where Dwayne was standing.
"Geez they're fucking gorgeous, who do you think they are?" Caleb offered as he peered through the window.
"I don't know," Dwayne replied "They do seem familiar but I can't put any names to their faces." All three men stared entranced as the two figures made their way up the driveway of the garage stopping just outside the front door.
The garage appeared in the distance, a solitary building surrounded by emptiness on all sides -- slowly it loomed larger with each step they took, their expensive high heels kicking up a cloud of dust as they walked. They moved, with Courteney leading the way, no one saying a word until they both suddenly stopped, their eyes taking in the run down building before them.
The garage consisted of an rectangular shaped building with three garages and what appeared to be an office -- two of the garages were open with their wooden doors about to fall off their hinges. The remainder of the building appeared to be in no better shape with broken windows and cracks n the brickwork -- two petrol bowsers covered in cobwebs stood out the front, completing the disastrous picture.
Jennifer turned to face Courteney as they stood staring at the run down garage. "This place looks like a bloody dump, I knew it was a mistake coming here!"
"Look this place is the only hope of fixing your fucking car -- there is no other place around for miles. If you want to get to David's reception this is our only hope. You're quite welcome to stay out here but I'm going inside."
Courteney turned on the spot and walked to the door of the office area, which she held open.
