About Last Night Page #3

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- It's nice, right?

- Very, very.

What else?

Well...

I've wanted to put my

hand here all night.

Then what?

Then I'd probably lean

in, kind of like this.

You don't have to rush off.

Hi.

Hi.

I do, actually.

It's been a slice of heaven,

really, but I have to go home now.

- Let me turn the light on.

- No, no, no! No need to do that.

- Why?

- It's a rule of mine.

You got a lot of rules, lady.

You need this?

There it is, yeah.

Thanks for that.

Should I walk you out?

No, we both know what happened

the last time you did that.

That kind of makes me wanna

walk you out even more, though.

Great. Thanks!

I can't believe I slept

with him on the first date.

It wasn't even your date.

It was mine. Tell me everything.

His eyes, his body, his mouth.

He didn't!

You lucky b*tch!

- Bernie doesn't?

- Of course not.

- Why not?

- Well, you ask him.

Joan, where the bathroom at, baby?

Bernie?

Why don't you like cunnilingus?

I don't even know who the b*tch is.

What are you talking about?

Hey.

I should go in there right now and

force him to wear the thigh muffs.

Yeah.

Just remember, everything is covered

under a full service warranty.

Food handler and VIP branch.

Temperature and cut resistant.

Hey, can I call you

right back? Thanks.

Yo.

Hey. You cover for

me with the Hobbit?

Yeah, I told him you

went to the dentist.

You might want to actually brush

your teeth to make it believable.

That's funny, Danny.

That's real funny.

Hey! Let's start

this day off right.

'Sup, boy?

- I'm shaking your hand.

- Why?

'Cause I'm congratulating you

on growing your dick back.

You banged Debbie, man.

How do you know this?

'Cause she told me after I

banged her this morning.

You see I'm wearing the same stuff.

I'm lying, dude. Your girl,

my girl, they roommates.

- She's not my girl.

- You want her to be your girl.

She's not my girl!

I dare you to look at me with those

little icy, baby blue eyes of yours

and tell me that you don't

want her to be your girl.

I just met her. It was nothing

but about last night.

- Did you text her, Danny?

- I don't have her number.

You're gonna get it. After all that nasty

stuff you did last night, she gonna find you.

Hey, what do you think of her?

You just didn't care and now you

want to know what I think of her?

I think she looks good, I think she's

smart, dude, straight-up wife material.

Or she could be Alison

all over again.

Now, I'm gonna be a good friend and

pretend you didn't just say that.

I'm gonna act like I didn't see you check

your Facebook for friend requests.

Hey, buddies, dudes, compadres.

Bernie, corporate office guys are here.

They did not buy the dentist thing.

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