Book Club Page #6

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to just skip straight

to our choreography?

We must first learn...

to dance!

Right. I know.

But I sort of do know

how to dance. Come on, I do.

I still remember

the whole tap dance

to "Red, Red Robin Goes

Bob, Bob, Bobbin' Along"

that I did when I was six.

It's like savant-ish.

[in Hungarian]

What?

- What did she say?

- You're asking me?

So, what is going on

with little Ginsburg here?

Well,

she's not herself lately.

She... She has no energy.

She's really lost

the spark of life.

She's just kind of blah.

It sounds like we have

a lethargic p*ssy on our hands.

Seriously?

Have there been

any changes at home?

Any new people or pets

moving in or out?

[chuckles] At home?

Oh, God, no.

There hasn't been

a change at home forever.

And what about diet?

I've tried a few,

but I like to eat.

So whatever weight I take off,

I put right back on, so...

it's useless.

You're talking about the cat.

I am a veterinarian.

I knew that.

[flight attendant, over PA] Would the passenger

in seat 17-D please report to the cockpit?

I repeat,

the passenger in seat 17-D,

please report to the cockpit.

Thank you.

- [Diane] Oh.

- Hi.

I just need a little bit

more information from you.

Oh. Oh.

Um, we need phone numbers,

home and cell.

And cell...

Also, a current home address.

What, really?

Uh-huh.

Oh, okay.

Also, an email and whatever

nights you are typically free.

- You...

- [door unlocks]

You've got to be kidding me.

Pilots, we never kid

about things like this.

[chuckles] No!

Wait, I don't understand.

- What are you doing here?

- Flying the plane, I think.

So, you're a pilot?

I think so.

They gave me the hat.

[chuckles] Oh, my God.

Thank you.

This is how you ask someone

for their number?

Not usually,

but you are very special.

Uh-huh.

Can I take you to dinner?

- [alarm beeping]

- Oh, my God.

What's going on here?

I think what I'm doing

is asking you to dinner.

- But what is the beeping?

- It's an alarm.

Yeah, but what does that

actually mean?

Usually, an alarm means

there's something wrong.

- Go fix it!

- I can't, I'm in the middle of something.

Let's just cut this short.

Do something. Just do something.

I can't, until we figure

this dinner thing out.

Okay, fine! Yeah, what the hell.

Just get the hell back in there!

[chuckles]

Okay, here's the alarm.

[switch clicks]

[alarm stops]

I will call you.

[groans] Oh, my God.

This book! I mean, the things

Christian does to her!

My God! It's absurd.

I could have put him in jail

for any one of those things.

But she sure was having fun.

Yes, she was.

It's not like

we don't have fun.

No, but it's

a different kind of fun.

- Very different.

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