Kate rolls her eyes.
I think I’m done for the night.
Owen wanders over, dejected.
She’s seen “Say Anything.”
Eh, well...what’re you gonna do,
Wanna drive us home?
You guys stay here.
I don’t want to watch my brother
not score. I want to go to bed with
(whispered into Kate’s
I’ll be home when you get there. We
can “you know” then.
Yeah, man -- you don’t have a job
to wake up for in the morning or
Writing is a job! Not having to
should take us home -- you’re too
drunk to drive.
I’m not that drunk. Besides, you
sobers me up.
Tell that to the cops.
I love you, baby. I’ll be waiting
for you in a nice warm bed. You
have exactly one mission: get your
brother laid -- and don’t talk to
any other women.
That sounds like two missions.
No, it’s just one.
over and sees:
Yeah. Are you?
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