Blonde Ambition Page #3

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- Okay. Yes.

- But if we could get rid of her somehow.

- Get someone we can manipulate.

- Manipulate.

- Make him look bad.

- Yes.

- Then I'd be president.

- Yes, you would.

Bye, everybody. Sorry, excuse me.

Oh. Gotta go.

- I'm so sorry.

- Oh, my God!

Shoe!

Look what you've done,

you evil breasty beast!

I'm sorry.

I need a Shout wipe, stat!

What are you, some kind of moron?

I'm gonna make sure this company

never uses your services again.

No, no, no, no, no.

See, I'm filling in for my Cousin Haley.

This is not my job.

I don't have a job in New York.

I don't even live in New York.

And I have no idea

what I'm even doing here!

No, you don't know what you're doing here,

you ditzy blonde scatterbrained dingbat!

Wait a minute.

Have you had lunch?

Oh, tapas.

I was worried you were taking me

to a topless bar.

It's tapas.

- They're appetizers.

- Run by Spaniards.

Spaniards, yes.

Well, I am just so thrilled. Cheers to...

Yes.

Okay. Toast.

- What was your name again, dear?

- Katie.

- Right. Here is a toast to you.

- Yes. Katie.

We are so thrilled

that you decided to join us for lunch.

You know,

you can remove your equipment, honey,

because there is no more threat of injury.

I'm sorry about your shoe earlier.

Didn't really expect you to call me a moron.

Oh, that was merely a test. It was a test.

- A test?

- Yes.

It was a test to see if you could survive

in a cutthroat corporate environment.

You see, I do it to Freddy all the time.

Yeah. It's called grooming.

She's grooming me.

Why would you wanna test me?

You're not from around here,

are you, Casey?

Katie.

- I'm from a small town called Minden.

- I knew it.

You see? Because us small-town girls,

we can sense each other.

Yes, we can.

You're from a small town? Where?

It's New Satchelmansterberg.

- Yes.

- Yes.

- It's New Satchelmansterberg.

- Quaint.

It's in Ohio.

- Wonderful tiny little village...

- Yes, it is.

...up in this mountain...

- So cute, isn't it?

...forest-type shire.

- You know, I see myself in you.

- Yes.

- I think you deserve a chance.

- Yes.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

- I think I have a brilliant idea.

- Brain fart. I smelled it.

How about a position

at Connelly and Connelly?

- Brilliant.

- A job?

- No, I have to go back home soon.

- Don't be ridiculous.

I recognize a desire in you.

A desire for independence.

- A desire to be on your own.

- Yeah.

- To take charge of your life, to take control.

- Yes. Yes, yes.

I want to cultivate that desire in you.

- What do you say, Chelsea?

- Katie.

What do you say?

I think it sounds like a great idea.

- Yes!

- All right.

Then it's a deal!

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