Little Black Book Page #2

- Cue doorbell.

- Full scream.

Better get that.

Yeah! Bring it on, sucker!

What up? What?

- Cue apes.

- Apes?

Security.

Yeah, represent!

What? What? What?

Rapper Boy Taye,

why do you think you're here?

I'm here because my woman's getting

a hot hoochie-mama makeover.

- Camera four.

- I'd do her.

There is some kind of critter

under the table.

It's either a rat...

My sister saw you humping

on a dirty-girl stripper.

Dirty-girl stripper?

You crazy!

I never been with no stripper.

That ain't your grandma.

- That ain't me.

- Liar!

- You're stupider than you look.

- No, you didn't!

What are you, crazy?

- You're a dirty dog!

- Now let's not rush to judgment.

- Are you willing to prove it, Taye?

- Yeah.

- What do you say, audience?

- Prove it! Prove it! Prove it!

I got nothing. Lori, what's up?

- Another guest?

- Do we have the right running order?

- Should we have someone?

- Who's up?

- I'm sorry.

- I don't have this.

Hello? Anyone there?

Oh, Jesus! Kippie's gonna...

- There she blows.

- Kippie can't keep covering, Carl!

- Good girl.

- Is anybody in the booth...

...or is it just me down here by myself?

I'm all alone down here!

What are you guys doing?

You're crazy!

- Carl!

- What was the problem, Phil?

Oh, shoot, there it is!

It's a big one!

Okay, people, lots to do.

We got two shows today.

First I wanna say hello

to our new associate producer...

...our little doorbell-ringer herself,

Stacy Holt.

- What's up, girl?

- Just kidding, Stace. Just a little fun.

Welcome to our little thing.

Katie, you wanna show them the...?

Take a look at our new look.

- "Kippie Kann keeps competitors..."

- He's bringing back the hard K's.

- Keep going, Katie. Keep it going.

- It was her thing, like a trademark.

- "Creatively while

keeping keen"...

- But that was a million years ago.

- Nostalgia, folks.

Hearkens back to a simpler time.

They eat it up.

Like when Captain Kangaroo was king

and Casey Kasem was in kindergarten.

- He's nuts.

- Who invented reality?

- We did.

- So keep those hard K's coming.

- Kipp, you should be in makeup, kiddo.

- Cut the K's, Carl.

- It's cute. It's Kippie.

- It's crap! Capisce?

Here's the thing:

That orchid on the desk?

Well, I just got it.

Which can only mean

it's a new picture.

Let me see that.

She's right. This cruelty

cannot continue. Katie.

- Carl.

- Lf somebody has a problem with me...

...just tell me straight up. Otherwise...

- You get canned. With a "C."

Kippie, to makeup.

- Good girl.

- I told you.

I'll do my best to catch

the culprit, Kippie.

Thank you...

Ira.

Nachlis.

Nice to meet you.

I've worked here for three years.

Okay, people,

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