Closet Monster Page #2

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That's a nice one.

- Do one by yourself.

- That's a nice one.

- Yeah.

You're going to have

to work on that.

OK. So, the second one

is a little bit trickier.

Whatever it is they're holding,

observe the merchandise

and then try to find

some kind of

positive statement

to say about it,

like, "That looks like

a very cooling fan,"

or, "That'll really"

compliment your

crown mouldings."

Get it?

- Yeah, I think I get it.

- Good. OK,

let's have a go.

- That's a nice one.

It has really

good... um, pressure.

- What's the difference

between the two?

- That's... a nice one.

- F***...

Hey, can I borrow your shirt?

I forgot mine.

- It might be kind of

sweaty now.

- Do you perspire a lot?

- Not... Not a lot,

I mean, I've just been

moving boxes all day,

so probably more than usual...

- That's alright...

- I've worn much worse.

- Yeah. Go ahead.

- Thanks.

- I'm Oscar.

- Me too.

Ooh, don't look down,

don't look down, don't

look down, don't look down...

- Oscar, listen, I know what

happened last time,

but I really think

it would be a good idea

for me to give the traveling

plastic ball another shot.

- What is that?

- What is what?

- There is something

different about you.

- Nothing different about me.

- Oh, it's, um, an energy thing.

You look, um...

happier.

- I am not happy.

- Oh, my God, Oscar!

You are in love!

You've been watching

too many soap operas!

Who is it

and when can I meet them?

- I'm not in love, you're insane.

- You can't lie to me, Oscar.

I'm your spirit animal.

- What are you doing?

What are you... Oh!

- Hey. Um, so...

- Oh, amazing, thank you!

- I mean, I don't know...

I can do whatever you want, I

didn't know what you want...

- No this is perfect for my

final shoot with Gemma.

- Yeah?

When does your dear old dad

get to take a look-see?

- Not yet, I have to finish the

branding for the application first.

- OK, alright...

Don't poke your eye out.

And hey! Clean that cage!

- Oh, Oscar, can you

do me a favour?

- Depends...

- Could you please build me one

of these elevators for my cage?

- Are you trying to escape too?

- The fear factor excites me.

- Mm-hmm.

- Stop!

What are you doing?

- I'm cleaning your cage.

- I can clean it myself.

I'm not a child.

- OK, your highness.

- Did you remember your camera?

OK, good. Oh, can you do

my headshot

before you cover me in goo?

I want to look

somewhat presentable.

- You can try.

- So who's Yves Saint Laurent

over there?

- Oh he's, um,

some guy from work,

I think his name's Wilder. Heard

he moved here for the summer.

- Oh, figures. Couldn't be from

around here with that jawline.

What's his background?

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