Monologue Of Antonio Alternate Ending

Antonio knew he’d acted irresponsibly both personally and professionally, but again, he’d been powerless to do anything about it. At the concert the other night, he’d done everything he could to keep Pamela at bay, but after the concert ended, one thing led to another, and they’d ended up back in bed. The problem was that the more time he spent with her, the more he liked her. So he couldn’t stand back and do nothing, because he truly believed she was innocent. Therefore, tonight was his last night before leaving for vacation, and he hoped to get proof that cleared her name and satisfied Maddie.
“Hey!” Pamela said opening her front door.
“Hey, yourself!” Antonio replied, kissing her lightly on the lips. He handed her a bouquet of yellow roses surrounded with deep purple lavender.

She put them in a vase with water, and placed them in the center of the table already set for dinner.
“This sauce tastes good,” he said, sticking his finger in it. “What’s it for?”
“Shrimp cocktail. I hope you’re not allergic to seafood.”
“Allergic! No way. What’s in it? It’s spicy,” he said, dipping his finger into it again.
“It’s a mayonnaise-based sauce with celery seeds, tomato paste, and lots of hot stuff. Is it hot enough?”
“Ya know I gotta leetle Pepe in me,” he said, working his Latino accent.
“No problem. Make it as hot as Pepe can stand it.” She laughed.
“What else are we feasting on this evening?” Antonio asked, dumping the last of the hot sauce into the mix.
“We’re having steak, baked potatoes, and corn on the cob. All-American ...”
“Anything I can do to