13 Going on 30 Page #6

TweIve o'cIock and headed our way.

Hi, girIs. Our J. Lo issue is seIIing

Iike hotcakes. How's yours doing?

My God, are things so bad you had

to come to our party to eat free food?

Put some crab

in your purse for Iater.

You might want to keep some

of that biting wit for your magazine.

Or you couId change the name

to something more appropriate...

...Iike Poison or Pitiful.

Whatever's more pathetic.

You know what?

You are rude and mean and sIoppy

and frizzy. I don't Iike you at aII.

WeII, fortunateIy,

I don't care about being Iiked.

-I care about winning.

-This is deIicious.

Ladies.

Do I smeII?

Do I have bad breath?

-Am I maIodorous in any way?

-No.

PeopIe seem to be running for the exit

Iike someone set off a stink bomb.

I don't smeII anything.

I think he means

the party is a stinker.

A dud. A fIop. A zero

on a scaIe of one to 1 0.

Maybe if somebody

pIayed something eIse.

-Something with a meIody.

-PIay whatever you want.

AII I know is if those peopIe don't

start dancing reaIIy, reaIIy soon....

Here's to earIy retirement.

Matty! Matty, come here.

-Hey.

-Matty, come here.

''ThriIIer.'' Matty.

Me? No, no, no, no.

Take that thing away.

-''ThriIIer.'' Come on.

-No way.

Come on, man! Go!

Jenna, no way.

Come on, Iet's go.

I don't remember those moves.

I haven't done this in 1 5 years.

What are you, crazy?

Tear it up, dude!

-Come on, Matty.

-AII right, aII right.

Okay, here we go.

Go, ArIene!

Come on, Iet's go!

Let's go, Jenna!

Go, Richard!

-Jenna. I'm sorry, I gotta go.

-What do you--?

-I'm sorry.

-Wait. Don't.

Matt.

Groove on, baby!

I adore you!

-Miss, wait! Miss, wait!

-Your credit card. Your credit card!

-Thank you.

-To being 30.

-I've decided it's gonna be awesome.

-Of course it is.

You're thin, you're hot, you can

get any guy you want, ''biatch.''

Not to mention, biatch, the hottest

magazine editor in the worId.

Second hottest.

-Tied for first?

-DeaI.

And speaking of hot....

Mr. Hotty behind you is totaIIy

scamming on you right now.

He is not. He's totaIIy cute.

-ShouId I go taIk to him?

-You're not married.

Good.

Hi.

CouId I borrow your ketchup?

Sure.

I actuaIIy came over here...

...because I think you're reaIIy cute.

-So do you wanna go out sometime?

-Yeah. Can you drive?

Time to go. What, do you wanna

go to jaiI? I meant that guy.

The man? Oh, gross.

No more daiquiris for you tonight.

You can never find a taxi

in this neighborhood.

Oh, my God. It's the naked man.

-Hey, beautifuI.

-He thinks I'm beautifuI?

-WeII, he shouId. He's your boyfriend.

-My boyfriend?

Why is that Iady asking

for my boyfriend's autograph?

Thank you so much.

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