Wayne SHOOTS His Shot at Delicia… But Shayla JUMPS In to Block It! 😳 Scroll Down for Full Story 👇

 Wayne SHOOTS His Shot at Delicia… But Shayla JUMPS In to Block It! 😳

[Scene: Inside Wayne’s studio office. Delicia is sitting, flipping through design sketches, while Shayla scrolls on her phone nearby. Wayne leans against the desk, grinning.]

Wayne:
Man, Delicia… I gotta admit, you impressed me today. I thought you was just gon’ come in here, look cute, and sit quiet. But nah — you had real ideas.

Delicia:
(laughs softly) Well, thank you. I take everything I do seriously. Dylan deserves it.

Wayne:
Facts. And you know, at first, I was just looking at you like— whew— strictly physical. But now? I see the brains match the beauty.

Shayla:
(looking up sharply) Uh, Wayne… don’t start.

Wayne:
Start what? I’m just keeping it real. Ain’t nothing wrong with complimenting somebody who deserves it.

Delicia:
(smiles, a little nervous) Well, I appreciate it.

Wayne:
Matter fact, let me go ahead and be straightforward… Delicia, what you think about letting me take you out tomorrow? Just dinner. Nothing crazy.

Shayla:
(snarls) Whoa! Hold up. Wayne, don’t do this. Not to my friend.

Wayne:
(shrugs) Don’t do what? I’m grown, she grown. I’m just asking her out. Ain’t no crime in that.

Delicia:
Um… I literally just met you. Like, I just got to Atlanta yesterday.

Wayne:
Exactly! And who better than Mr. Atlanta to show you the city? I know all the spots — vegan, fancy, soul food, whatever you want.

Shayla:
(tight tone) She don’t need a tour guide. She came here to work, not to get caught up in… Wayne stuff.

Wayne:
“Wayne stuff”? Girl, stop acting like I’m trouble.

Delicia:
(laughs awkwardly) This is… wow. Y’all really like this all the time?

Shayla:
Yes. And that’s why I’m telling you — don’t fall for his smooth talk.

Wayne:
(steps closer to Delicia) Look, I respect Shayla, but I’m talking to you. You beautiful, talented, and I feel like we’d vibe outside this office.

Delicia:
(blushes slightly) You don’t waste time, huh?

Shayla:
Exactly — and that’s the problem. He’s quick with everybody.

Wayne:
Nah, don’t do that. If I ain’t serious, I wouldn’t even ask. Delicia, tomorrow — just one dinner. If you hate it, I’ll never ask again.

Delicia:
(bites her lip, hesitating) I mean… food never hurt nobody.

Shayla:
(throws her hands up) Delicia! Girl, really?

Wayne:
(raises eyebrows, smirking) That sound like a “yes” to me.

Delicia:
(chuckles) I didn’t say yes… I said I’d think about it.

Shayla:
(steps between them) She ain’t thinking about nothing. Not on my watch.

Wayne:
(laughs) See, you blocking like you a bodyguard. But it’s cool. Tomorrow, I’mma text both y’all. We’ll set it up.

Delicia:
(smiles nervously, glancing between them) Lord… what did I just walk into?

Shayla:
(under her breath) A whole headache.

Wayne:
(grinning big) Nah, you walked into opportunity. And trust me, Delicia… this is just the beginning.

[Scene fades with Shayla glaring while Wayne smirks, and Delicia caught in the middle.]