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I've got a couple of

spare tickets if you want 'em.

Yes. Thank you so much.

How much?

Oh, whatever.

Uh, this is

all the money I have.

Yeah?

My son is gonna love me.

You want your son to love you?

Don't break the law.

Hey, that's entrapment!

Oh, God!

And that's brutality!

Libby, it's...

It was only a caution.

No. Uh, Libby, I'll...

- Bye, Dad.

- Libby.

So, do you work with Libby

at the bakery?

No.

We met at the bakery, though.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.

What?

No, I just was

a nervous wreck that day.

It took me

four chocolate eclairs...

and a macaroon just to get up

the courage to talk to her.

Uh, no, I work in

the financial district actually.

I'm a hedge fund manager

for Waterman Hughes.

Oh.

I do high-level security

analysis and operation...

for an upscale retail outlet.

Really?

Libby said

you were a security guard...

at a women's clothing store.

Yeah, that's what I said.

Right.

Uh, well, l...

I should probably get a cab.

I got a big run in the morning.

A big what?

A run... I'm training for

the Nike River Run next month.

The what-y what what?

The Nike River Run.

It's a... It's a marathon race

along the, uh, Thames River.

Why would you do that?

Uh, well, it's

a charity thing, you know?

Plus, I love to run.

I actually ran the London

Marathon a little while ago.

Oh, that's a coincidence.

Oh, yeah? How's that?

I watched it on the television.

- Ah.

- Well, the last hour.

I sleep in on a Sunday, so...

Right.

Um, well, look, you know...

I know these things can be

pretty awkward, you know?

I mean, you know,

you're Jake's dad...

and, uh, well,

I just want you to know...

that I like Libby and Jake

very, very much...

and, um, well, I just appreciate

your being so grown up...

about this, you know?

Hey! Yo!

You wanna take this one?

- No, you have it.

- You sure?

Yeah. I'll get the next one.

All right.

Very nice to meet you.

- Yeah.

- I'm sure I'll see you around.

Yup. Hope so.

Hello, good sir.

West India Quay, please.

- Bye.

- Bye.

- See ya.

- Bye-bye.

Dennis!

Dennis!

Dennis?

- Close your eyes.

- Huh?

- Close your eyes.

- Oh.

OK. Open them.

Happy Valentine's.

That's great.

Dennis!

Dennis!

Hi.

Hey, Vincent.

- Dennis.

- How's business?

Whatcha mean, "business"?

Sorry.

- Got it.

- Shh.

Hush now, man.

All right.

Three thousand.

This is all I've got.

Just throw whatever you have

in the pot.

OK.

Flush, king high.

Ace high.

What happened?

Bad luck, mate.

Oh.

Oh, hey, I got you

those tickets.

They were for yesterday.

What?

So now you don't want 'em?

Why would I want them?

Put them on eBay.

Who's gonna wanna buy tickets...

for something

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