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that something's

missing from my life.

Okay. I'm just surprised the store

gave you this much time off.

Well...

This is more like one of those

self-allotted time-out leaves, you know?

What? Go to work!

Stensland! I'm going to be

totally moved out tomorrow.

You said I had till Monday.

Tomorrow is Monday, man.

Tomorrow's Monday? Tomorrow's Monday.

Come on.

Sh*t. This Chiba is unforgiving.

Ah, Mr. Laframboise.

I was just mulling a froyo break.

You want one?

This is the last check.

You don't showing up one week,

no call, no nothing!

Wait a minute, are we doing a

scene from the pawnbroker?

Mr. Laframboise, are you back

in acting class? That's great.

Get out! Oh, okay, all right.

You're a passionate bear,

you're upset, I get it.

I need to work on my communication

skills, that's clear.

But I'm pretty sure I was

already due a vacation week,

so can we just sit back, relax,

I'll put on some

Jasmine tea, chill out...

Sir? What?

I think this varnish

may have turned,

and I would hate to compromise the

honesty of that Victorian end table.

Sorry, am I interrupting?

Who the f*** is this?

New stensland.

There's no other stensland.

How could you say that?

Um, my name is Pierce.

Mr. Laframboise, your

assumption that my absence

is barren of a logical

explanation offends me.

We're closer than this.

No, we're not.

Okay, look,

here's what happened.

I was sideswiped by a nasty

cyclone known as "woman."

Lost aimlessly in her deceit,

and it stung like a biatch.

So, please, just give me

another chance.

F*** you!

Morgan!

Morgan!

Hey! Hey, a**hole!

Come back here!

- Morgan!

- You can't go in there.

Morgan!

Stensland.

She remembers my name. Shocker.

I'm calling security.

No, no. No, it's okay.

No, it's okay. We're okay.

You know this guy?

Yeah, no, no. I'll handle it.

It's okay.

Moneypenny, could you order us

up some sandwiches and lemonade?

This'll take a while.

- No, it won't.

- Yes, it will.

Thank you, Hannah. Thanks, honey.

I got this.

Yeah, no, no, this is,

um... stensland.

It's not a thing at all.

It's just a, um...

Okay. Thanks, honey.

What do you want?

"What do you want?"

We made love a week ago.

I'm no dildo you wipe off

and put back in the drawer.

Why haven't you called me back?

Because that was it.

It was a one-time thing.

I don't care

if you're married, Morgan.

I still love you. You love

me, it's just... What?

What does that even mean?

It means let's keep on

keepin' on.

Let's ride this

naughty little secret.

No.

Why? Isn't he cheating

on you, too?

I don't know.

Oh...

Now you don't know!

Is that him?

Yes.

He has a moustache?

Yes.

I want $15,000,

or I'm gonna tell him.

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