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seems immature.

It's reckless.

It's possibly dangerous.

You know what? I'm sure

we won't even go through with it.

I mean, you know,

this is just Andrea being Andrea.

Emily,

you and I have accomplished...

a great deal

over the past couple of years.

I would hate to see you

diminish this work...

with this irresponsible diversion.

So, when's your turn, hmm?

Last, thank God.

It's Andrea, Lauren, then me.

But you know what?

I'm sure they've forgotten all about it.

I look fabulous.

- Oh, I am so sorry.

- Oh!

- Let me help you out.

- No problem. I got it, I got it.

I'm such a klutz.

Sometimes I don't look where I'm going.

Have we met before?

Did I show you a house, or...

I don't think so.

You're probably right.

I would've remembered.

Me, too.

Listen, I'm sorry for the intrusion.

Can you ever possibly forgive me?

Under one circumstance.

And that would be?

You let me buy you a drink.

How about dinner?

Dinner it is.

I won't hold you up.

Here's my number.

Call me.

Whoo!

Next thing I know, someone offered me

more for the house than I paid for it.

Sold that one, bought another one...

fixed it up, sold that one, too.

Mmm. That's fascinating.

Ha ha.

So, tell me, Mark...

a guy like you... handsome, wealthy...

I'm hardly either.

Oh, come on. Don't be modest.

Heh. You're quite a catch.

Ever been married?

Engaged?

Uh, I was engaged once.

Really?

Yeah. It seems like a long time ago,

but it wasn't, really.

Well, I don't mean to pry, but...

No, it's OK. It's cool.

I should talk about it,

'cause for a long time, I really couldn't.

Hmm.

Um, we had made

all the arrangements.

It was a week before the wedding...

but something was wrong.

- It just didn't feel right, you know?

- Mm-hmm.

At first, I kind of wrote it off

as pre-wedding jitters.

Oh, I mean, it happens.

It's not uncommon.

No problem.

But as we got closer to the weekend,

it got worse.

So I asked Melinda...

that's my fiance at the time...

I'm, like, "Baby, what's wrong?"

- And...

- And?

It turns out that she was

seeing somebody on the side.

What?

And she was still in love with him.

Mm.

So, uh, she was very apologetic

about it, but she called it off.

She said it wouldn't be fair to me.

Who was the guy?

My best friend.

Damn.

That's what I said.

I mean, that girl was crazy,

if you ask me.

She made a big mistake.

You don't have to say that.

- It's true.

- But thanks.

You're welcome.

This is the first real date I've been on

since I can remember.

- Listen, Mark...

- Yeah.

I know what it's like to feel pain.

What happened to you...

nobody can make it up to you.

But... Im hoping you'll let me try.

And... this is my bedroom.

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