Gambit in “Among Thieves” by Matt Duarte
This is probably a page that would work better if you saw the whole finished product, but I tried to make it an interesting script too. Layout wise, I think you could do some very neat things with the scene, but I will leave it to your imagination how this would play out better. In my mind, this page would be drawn by Daniel Acuña.
Description: A woman is standing inside a music venue, turning around as there is hand on her shoulder (this is Gambit, trying to get her attention). She is wearing a striking blue cocktail dress, her hair is straight, long, and black as a raven, and in her neck hangs a shinning choker necklace with a big and bright red ruby in the center. The lights are low, and there’s a band playing in the back.
CAPTION: New Orleans, Louisiana.
GAMBIT (off panel): A dance, mon cheri?
WOMAN: Remy? I didn’t really expect you here...
Description: Gambit is wearing a tuxedo, smiling as he pulls the woman closer to him. There is a hint of resistance from the woman, but it’s too late, as they are in the center of the dance floor already.
GAMBIT: Really, now? How’s one expect the crawfish not be found in the bayou?
WOMAN: Alright, alright, I’ll dance with you, but PLEASE drop your Pepe Le Pew act.
GAMBIT: ...very well.
Description: The woman is now dancing closely to Gambit. There is a look of frustration an annoyance on her, as if she didn’t want to be there. Gambit, on the other hand seems to be thoroughly enjoying himself.
WOMAN: You never told me... why do you keep up with it anyway? I KNOW that’s not really how you talk.
GAMBIT: Ah, it’s long tale, my love! Misdirection gone awfully right, I’m afraid. The “Ragin’ Cajun” is what most of the X-Men know, so that is what they get.
Description: The couple continues to dance, this time more wildly, as they attract the attention of everyone else around it.
GAMBIT: The Frost woman knows. Logan too. Ororo likes to pretends she doesn’t.
WOMAN: Ah, of course.
Description: Gambit is now holding the woman in a vertiginous Tango-like dip (see reference).
GAMBIT: We both know that the ladies love it.
Description: Gambit and the woman are now holding their arms together, as a crowd has formed around them and is applauding their now-finished dance routine. Gambit is closely whispering to her ear.
GAMBIT (whisper): I’m in town for business, but I can always make some time for you.
GAMBIT (whisper): You know the rules, though...
Description: Gambit is walking away from the woman as the crowd disperses. She is in the background, holding an arm to her neck, which is now empty. In the foreground, Gambit is holding the choker necklace she was wearing throughout the dance sequence.
GAMBIT: No one steals in my town, Felicia.
GAMBIT: I’ll be back in the hotel in an hour. First I have to return this to New Orleans Museum of Art.