The Society of Frogs

By Tanis Korzekwa

INT. RANDAL’S OFFICE – AFTERNOON

The office is messy, file cabinets that line the south wall have the occasional random, half-open drawer. There’s a carpet on the floor in the center of the room with various stains on it. Its colors are so faded its old pattern is virtually unidentifiable. RANDAL, 39, Darwin’s frog, brown suit with gold pinstripes, sits at his desk, which lies in the southwest corner of the room, pondering at an old picture of a younger Randal and some friends which sits against a lamp among the clutter on his desk. A knock comes at the door which resides in the north. Randal adjusts himself, he dips his hands in a small bucket of water under his desk and begins rubbing his hands and forearms, covering them with water.  

RANDAL

Come in!

The door creaks open and in steps ELIZABETH, 27, strawberry poison-dart frog, long black dress, red satin gloves, holding a suitcase in her hands. She closes the door behind her and leans against it.

RANDAL

So what can I do ya for?

Elizabeth begins walking towards the desk.

ELIZABETH

Well, I was hoping you could find someone for me.

She opens the suitcase and pulls out a picture of ARTHUR, 38, northern red-legged frog, the picture has him wearing a white vest and a caramel shirt. She puts the picture on the desk.

RANDAL (V.O.)

Arthur Pond, mayoral candidate, 38, well-liked by enough of the right people.

ELIZABETH

He’s been gone for three days and so far the police haven’t been able to find anything substantial enough to say whether or not he was killed or kidnapped.

Randal looks at the picture a little more and then turns to the one against his lamp. He looks at Arthur in the picture.

ELIZABETH

I understand that you two knew each other so I was hoping-

RANDAL

If it’s been three days why wasn’t this in the papers?

ELIZABETH

We didn’t want to take any risks. Art is doing pretty well in the race thus far and him suddenly disappearing could throw off the voters.

RANDAL (V.O.)

Damn politicians.

RANDAL

I see…so who are you exactly, how’d you come across this?

ELIZABETH

I’m his secretary, last one to see him.

Randal takes a moment and stares at Elizabeth.

RANDAL

So you want me to find him because you think that the cops’ll pin it on you for an easy out then?

Elizabeth chirps a few times in astonishment.

RANDAL

Relax I just needed to take care of that possibility, most of the time stuff like this ends with the secretary getting got.

RANDAL (V.O.)

She’s not as dry minded as the last dart he had trailing behind him.

ELIZABETH

So you’ll look into this then?

RANDAL

Yeah I’ll take your case miss-

ELIZABETH

Elizabeth Strawberry-Dart, I go by Liza.

RANDAL

Might I ask how a dart frog such as yourself gets a secretarial job with a politician?

ELIZABETH

I did some interning for Art and his old business partner Adrian Wood a few years back. He called me when he decided he was running for office.

Randal nods. Elizabeth stands up after checking her watch. Randal stands up after her.

ELIZABETH

I am afraid I’m running late, thank you for taking my case, Randal.

She bows and chirps once. Randal responds the same. Elizabeth then leaves.

RANDAL (V.O.)

My first course of action was going to be checking in with the cops but Liza had mentioned Adrian which is a name I hadn’t heard in a while but one that rang a big enough bell to look into.

Randal begins to gather his things to leave, putting on a coat, hat, and taking a spray bottle with him as well.

RANDAL (V.O.)

So I gathered my things and left.

Randal leaves, locking the door behind him. Text on the door reads ‘Randal Darwin – Private Investigator.’

 

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