INT. OFFICE - NIGHT
Diane SPLENDA looks out over New York from a tastefully gigantic office. She's momentarily distracted by her reflection before her assistant, DANTE, enters behind her.
The board of directors are gathered. And the CEO of Equal is on his way.
She says nothing. She's back to her own reflection. Cautiously raising fingers to a cheekbone.
DANTE is overwhelmed by something, swallows that down, transforms it into something like chivalry:
You know it's part of the merger that they have to say "same sweetener as Splenda." Forever.
Nothing is forever, Dante. You get one, tiny, free, disposable packet of life. It tastes like something you loved when you were a child, and if you give enough of it to rats, they get cancer. (Turning, resolved)
I want you to take that VP job at Sweet N Low -
(Before he can respond)
Your loyalty is misguided, Dante, I didn't save you from the streets, I was there when you left them. My war is over, your empire awaits.
Dante heads for the doors. He stops and turns back.
You once said color only matters if it matters to me. Well. Equal is yellow now. And you better believe it matters to them. You beat them, ma'am. Pretty good use of a life packet.
Dante leaves, and as he leaves, he fades away, because he was magic.