Pixels

Games you played in a arcade...

...which was a building

outside your house.

You would got there with your friends,

listen to music. Cute girls everywhere.

In ancient times

they called it "socializing".

What are you guys talking about?

Video games.

I'll be right back.

Ms. Van Patten.

All finished up down there.

I need you to sign the work order.

Okay.

Ms. Van Pattern,

are you in the closet?

Yeah.

Not judging,

but what are you doing in the closet?

I'm mostly crying.

A little drinking.

Probably equally

crying and drinking.

Something I do often also.

But why in the closet?

Because I didn't want Matty to see me.

I coming into the closet,

Ms. Van Patten.

I'll opening the door.

Are you alright?

I'm sobbing on the floor of my closet,

drinking Chardonnay in a sippy cup...

...so I guess not.

I'm sorry. I withdraw the question.

Oh, my God.

- You want to talk about it?

- No.

Yeah!

Yeah.

Oh God.

Sir, we're in the midst of an airfield

attack by an unidentified force!

Activate secure rf!

Momma no!

We were high school sweethearts.

The perfect couple.

Do you know he proposed

in a waterfall?

- I mean a fricking waterfall.

- Sweet.

But according to a text I got

20 minutes ago...

...he's marrying a 19 year old

named after a spice.

Not even spelled correctly.

It's just not where I thought I would be

at this point in my life.

Oh God, I hear that.

I was suppose to have a baby

with my ex-wife.

But the doctor who was helping us

make the baby...

...did help us make the baby.

But unfortunately,

I wasn't in the room.

Maybe this really is all for the best.

How do you mean?

You already married the wrong guy.

You got the worst part over with.

True, and you married

the wrong girl.

Maybe it just means we meet

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