My recent post, The Trouble With Chocolate, where I dissected a commercial for a bar of Galaxy chocolate (Dove in the U.S.A), which features an Audrey Hepburn look-a-like, had me wondering what on earth happened to Audrey after she got in that strange man’s car.
HERE IS THE COMMERCIAL AGAIN before I give you my version of what I think happened. Have a look at it, and then allow me to pick up the story for you.
The cool breeze passed Audrey’s face. The area around her mouth, now covered with chocolate, felt a little stiff but smelled heavenly.
She looked down as the stranger driving the car stared at her through the rear-view mirror. His eyes were a deep, dark brown, almost the same colour as the chocolate smothered across her face. She looked up again and wondered why he was driving a right-hand drive vehicle when they were in Italy? Then she remembered, but the answer disappeared as quickly as the chocolate had, once she had got the wrapper off. She still held the world record for eating a bar of Galaxy.
The stranger could not take his eyes off her, narrowly missing a group of chickens and a lady balancing a wheelbarrow on one eyebrow while standing on one leg. Even with her face and dress covered in melted chocolate, he still thought she was beautiful.
He remembered the day he had seen her buying that dress. Blowing kisses at him, she had flirted with him in front of other customers in the shop while he strolled around looking for somewhere to sit down. Then, unfortunately, he had mistakenly walked into a double D cup being worn by a mannequin at least a foot taller than him. The bra had made direct contact with his right eyeball, causing to him shout “ouch” and startle several other customers. By the time he had wiped away the tears, she had gone into the fitting room.
I’ll have to buy a new pair of gloves, she thought to herself, after using them to wipe away the chocolate off her face. Oh, how she wished somebody had invented stain remover. Then she thought she’d try to get away with giving them a quick rinse under the garden tap. “Damn!” she said to herself, having remembered she’d forgotten to bring her heartburn tablets off the old man sitting next to her on the bus.
The stranger blew her a kiss in the rear-view mirror, and she raised a hand to catch it, but a gust of wind caught one of the loose gloves in her hand, and she turned her head and watched it come to rest on the road. He did not stop the car, for he was full of excitement and wanted to get her to the other side of the hill as quickly as he could. He had big plans for the evening, so he put a little more pressure on the accelerator pedal.
No words had passed between them when the car finally came to a stop. He looked at her once more through the rear-view mirror while she picked up her handbag and fumbled inside it. She finally looked up at the building, now in front of her, her glance immediately going to the upstairs windows where she knew the excitement would begin. She felt so excited by the thought of what was about to happen; the heartburn tablets and the woman with the yellow bowl stuck on her head on the bus no longer mattered.
He finally got out of the driver’s seat and walked around, opening the door for her so she could step out. She was totally unaware that the wrapper from the chocolate bar was stuck to the back of her dress as she rose herself up from the back seat.
He put out his hand to help her out, and melted chocolate passed from her hand to his. The excitement for both was now nearing take off. It would not be long before they were inside the beautiful villa where all the waiting would finally come to an end. She looked up at him as he wiped his hand on the back of her dress.
“Why did you accelerate so quickly to get us here? I was enjoying the ride,” she romantically whispered to him.
Putting his solid and rugged arms around her and looking her straight in the eyes, the stranger finally spoke to her.
“The soft top of the car hood is stuck again, and the garage couldn’t fix it. Plus, I think there’s rain on the way because my knees have gone a little stiff. I’m off to watch the football. Stick the car in the garage will you before you have your bath. Your mother is dropping off the kids in ten minutes, and the dog needs walking.”
Audrey’s chocolate-scented bubble bath would have to wait.
-The End-
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Hugh’s commercials could be a regular feature, I think. I also think you DID put her in a horror movie: first comes flirtation and seduction, then comes love, then comes marriage and THE END to romance and the beginning of men pretending not to understand what happened to the sex. (It’s always been a mystery and a horror to me that the Y chromosome team never seems to figure out that for most of the double-X team, romance is foreplay and that, after High School anyway, football never got anybody -um- snuggled?)
But enough of unsolved mysteries. Here’s the BIG mystery that needs solving . . .
How did that wrapper manage to get stuck to the BACK of Audrey’s dress? She was seated when she got out the chocolate – did she stand during part of the ride, perhaps hoping to cool the melting chocolate so she could peel it off her face? Did she try to hide the chocolate at a time when the driver turned around because she didn’t intend to share it?
Inquiring minds need to KNOW! 🙂
xx,
mgh
Madelyn Griffith-Haynie
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Oh no! Now I’m going to have to reveal Audrey’s secret. You see, Madelyn, Audrey is an International spy. The handbag she has contains secret compartments and one of those compartments had an extra bar of chocolate in it. During the times the stranger (her husband) was keeping his eyes on the road, she sneaked that extra bar of chocolate out of her handbag, ate some of it, and stuffed the wrapper down (what she thought) the back of the seat. However, because of all the chocolate on her hands and gloves, the wrapper didn’t quite make it down the back of the seat and, instead, stuck to the back of her dress. 😀
I hope I haven’t blown Audrey’s cover. She off on a mission, two weeks on Thursday, to find out if there really is a chocolate that melts in the mouth and not in the hand.
Hugh, you are a hoot! I guess that explains why the chocolate in her purse remained solid too – spy tech.
I can’t wait to find out about that chocolate mission – especially since she’s already proven that even gloves don’t protect against melting in the hand.
I wouldn’t worry about blowing her cover. With that face and that practiced thing she does lowering her eyes demurely, nobody will believe it anyway.
xx,
mgh
Really – The End? No chocolate loving anaconda waiting for her in the bath?
Noooooo. Snakes! On my goodness. I couldn’t do that to Audrey, or me, come to think of it.
Love this as the “what happened next” because it’s more realistic than a romantic getaway would have been. (And funnier too as I visualize it in my head.)
My first real attempt at writing a piece of comedy, Kat. Now, who knows where my stories will take you all. 🤔
You can consider it a success! I can’t wait to see where we go!
Very good. Kept my interest, though I can not imagine Audrey Hepburn with chocolate on her face or dress. Not even as a young girl. I imagine her always fastidious. Neat and clean. And always very ladylike. Too many movies, I think.
Yes, heavens know what I would have done with her had she been in a horror or sci-fi movie. 😱
Cute, Hugh. I took the malicious ending and pictured Audrey and the handsome driver plummeting off one of those winding roads and into the (presumably) Mediterranean. I’d never seen this commercial; so thank you for sharing. I noticed the eyebrows and the gassy man next to Audrey but didn’t see bowl woman on the bus.
She’s definitely on that bus, Leigh. That yellow bowl (hat) was one of the first things I noticed before all the questions started coming in. I think the car was too good to plummet off a cliff. Mind you, James Bond ejector seats would have come in very useful in that situation.
Oh, definitely, Hugh. I meant to mention how gorgeous the car was, too. And I don’t doubt Mrs. Yellow Bowl. That’s a funny touch.
it took me 10 minutes to read this, the tears were rolling down my cheeks. 🙂 Brilliant!
Thank you, Lucinda. So pleased to hear all of that. It’s very rare that I write comedy, so your feedback is very encouraging. 😀
Ah, Hugh, you are very naughty to end it like that. We were all waiting for something explosive and we got … kids!
Now you’ll never know where my stories are gonna go, Robbie. 😀
I love the ending, Hugh! Yes, I’d noticed that advert too. Somehow I find it eerie, I’m not sure why (there is some frozen/stiff quality to her face)…
Maybe she had a little botox injected, Olga? Did you notice that her hair never moves whilst travelling in the back of that open topped car?
You got me – agaon. I was waiting for the horror nasty = but instead we got reality (which can be just as nasty). 🙂
Indeed it can, Claudette. Now I’m in the mood for writing these kinds of endings, who knows where each of my future stories will take the reader. 😮
That’s what makes our stories special Hugh, the wondering where they will go.
Terrific Hugh… the antics with the chocolate were brilliant… in the Blogger this evening.. hugs x
Many thanks, Sally.
xx
Omg, what an imagination. You wrote a short story without even trying, lol. And a la true Hugh style, we got our twisted ending! Brilliant my friend! 🙂 ❤
Thanks, Debby. The power of commercials and adverts, yes? I must be a marketer’s dream. Then again, maybe not. 🤔
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Lollllllllllllllll, yes Hugh, you are a double-edged sword! 🙂 ❤
Loved the twist! Thanks for going ‘horror-free’ this time!!
You’re welcome, Donna. I could never have forced Audrey into one of my horror stories…could I? 🤔
Your version of a happy ending Hugh? Was on the edge of my seat anticipating a sociopathic twist. Was pleasantly surprised, not that I would’ve been disappointed with a little controversy! It’s good to keep us guessing. 🙂
It is, Melissa. Now, none of you is going to know what type of ending I’m going to come up with next. 😉
Nicely played Hugh! I like a bit of mystery in a man/author!! 😉
Now, that begs the question, is your husband a writer as well as a great gardener? 😀
No he’s not Hugh, that was thrown in for your benefit! 😉
I too was waiting for the Hugh twist but didn’t see that ending coming. I haven’t seen the commercial but I couldn’t watch it now without hearing your story. Nicely done 😊
Thanks, Deb. Thank goodness, now that Easter is over, I won’t be seeing much of that commercial.
Excellent, Hugh.
Thanks, John.
Hahahahaha! Darn, all this time I thought he was chauffeuring her to Tiffany’s 🙂
Now, that would have been the perfect romantic ending, Terri. But, you know me. 😉
Why yes, yes I do, lol!
Hi Hugh,
You didn’t change my mind. I still think I would ride in the front seat with him. I would watch him play football (e.g. soccer in United States). I bet he is cute in those shorts. I like the idea of chocolate smeared all over her. LOL. Serves her right, she should be sitting in the front seat with him (not me).
I quite like sitting in the rear of our car, when my partner drives, and do the ‘royal wave’ Chuck. 😀 I’m never covered in chocolate, though. 😀
Mmmm….maybe you should try being covered in chocolate. 😉
That’s an ‘indoor’ treat only, Chuck. 😉
That’s quite the mess with the chocolate. Much like my kids. 😀
In that heat, Audrey had no chance (in my version) of that chocolate not melting. Shame she had to walk the dog before she could wash it all off in her chocolate scented bubble bath.
A great ending and very funny! I will never view that commercial without laughing again.
Make sure you watch it on your own, then. 😀
Thanks, Darlene.
You got me, Hugh! A good horse laugh!
Glad you enjoyed it, Noelle. I love it when my stories don’t go the way reader’s think they will.
Hee hee! That’s brilliant, Hugh! I have seen this commercial and believe me, your description of the full picture is 1,000 times better!! Cher xo
Thanks, Cher. Maybe I should go into making commercials? 😀 Glad you enjoyed my little bit of sense of humour. I enjoyed writing Audrey’s story.
Most definitely, Hugh! Your commercials would be lovely to watch over and over again!! 🙂 xo
Hugh you sure can tell them. Such fun. 😂
Thank you, Brigid. It was fun to write and made a change from my dark side of writing. 😀
Haha… I love your twists… 😂
I’m not sure Audrey liked the way this one went, Erika. I just hope she doesn’t catch up with me. I better get some chocolate in, just in case she finds me.
I am sure whe would not have been amused at all…. lol! Yes, having some chocolate at hands could help… you never know when a beautiful woman gets upset!!
I’ve got a good supply in the fridge. 😉
Pssst… you don’t want everybody come over, will you?
Oh, I’d forgotten about that. Chocolate for breakfast, it is then. Yum, yum, yum. 😋
😂😂 enjoy 🍫😋
You are just too funny Hugh! I was waiting patiently to see what spin you’d give it 🙂
Not my normal spin or twist with a short story, but I’m very pleased to hear you enjoyed it. Thank you. 😀
It was all pretty freakin’ funny!!
HAHA! Poor old Audrey, she didn’t see that comming, and neither did I!! 🙂
No, she didn’t, Judy. I’m sure she got to have her chocolate scented bubble bath after walking the dog, though.
Delicious Hugh 😃
After the ending, it’s a little odd that he could not keep his eyes off her.
Well, I guess he wanted to get in her good books because he wanted to watch the football and the dog needed a walk. My version was just a bit of fun. I enjoyed putting it all together.
I enjoyed it too. The narrator was a third character and was funny.
Thank you, Eduardo. Glad you enjoyed my little bit of sense of humour.
He He!!! Love the twist Hugh!!!
Not what you expected then, Ritu? The darker side of my writing was pulling, but I resisted. 😀
You switched it but it was great!!!
Nice one, Hugh. I had to go back and start at the beginning. It is sort of an odd commercial. I noticed that her hair doesn’t budge while riding in the back of the car, and why is she sitting in the back? Great twist at the end. That explains all the odd behavior! Ha ha.
When you look deeply into that commercial, it is very odd, Diana. For months, I never took much notice of it. Then I spotted the woman with what looked like a yellow bowl on her head. Things started to roll after that and the whole thing started becoming a bit of a problem and I found myself asking questions.
Very true about her hair. Well spotted. Reminds me of the old movies where some woman would wake up, after a good night’s sleep, looking as if they had just come back from the hairdressers and had been able to apply their makeup in the pitch dark, with their eyes closed, during the night.
Ha ha. I still comment on the perfectly made-up and coiffed actresses who just survived the apocalypse. Ha ha. Or the 14 year old actresses in commercials showing off the wonderful effects of anti-wrinkle cream. 😀 Too funny.
Haha, there’s always a great twist with your stories, Hugh 😀
Thanks, Cathy. No horror or suspense from me this time. Hopefully, the ending will still lead everyone up the garden path. 😀