Home Again Page #4

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Hey, how's it going? Hi.

WOMAN:
Hi.

That was a beautiful

toast. Very moving.

I love LA.

Oops. Sorry. Sorry.

No problem.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

So, do you like it?

I love this.

Yes! It is your best

business card yet.

Aw! Thanks.

But be honest with me.

Am I one of those women who thinks

that every one of their hobbies

is worthy of being

a profession?

What? No.

Maybe you're just

good at too many things.

I love you, but I was

a terrible clothing designer

and even a worse

photographer.

Well, but come on, that's what

you've always been great at.

No, it's true. I don't

wanna say I told you so

but I have been saying

this for, what, 13 years?

Well, we will see.

I have a meeting with my first

potential client tomorrow.

That's amazing. Who?

Her name is Zoey Bell.

Have you heard of her?

No.

Mmm-mmm.

She's a socialite,

I guess.

Anyway, that's what I found out from

googling her for 8 hours last night.

That's awesome.

Yeah, I'm nervous.

Okay, yeah, okay.

What?

Don't kill me

for saying this.

What?

But there's this really

sweet guy in my yoga class.

No.

Just hold on.

He's newly divorced,

and he told me he wants

to be set up with someone.

I'm just, I'm not ready.

You are!

I have only been

separated for five months.

My God and some people get

remarried after five months.

Okay, but I have a lot

going on, with the move

and Isabel and the girls

in a new school.

Look, I'm starting

a business.

Right.

Okay.

I need to get

settled and...

Girls, it's my birthday.

Let's just have fun!

So, where on the East

Coast are you from?

New York.

No way. I'm from New York.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Hi.

Where in New York

are you from?

The Upper East Side.

How about you?

Well, not nearly as cool

as Upper East Side.

Hello. Excuse me.

ALICE:
Pardon me.

Can I help you?

Can I have two

glasses of ros, please?

Yes.

ALICE:
Thank you.

Hi!

How are you doing tonight?

Me?

Uh, yeah.

Oh. Uh, I'm doing great.

Thank you for asking.

Mm-hmm.

(ALICE GIGGLES)

So, I'd like to offer

to buy your drinks

but I think the bartender is... Really?

Slightly under the impression

that I'm taking her home tonight.

Oh.

But you're not.

No, I'm not.

And why is that?

Because then I'd have

to stop talking to you.

BARTENDER:
I hate to do this

but the manager is making

me ask for your ID, so...

So, I'll give it

to you then. Okay.

How's that?

(CHUCKLING) You should

take it as a compliment.

I'm Harry, by the way.

I'm definitely old enough

to drink alcohol.

I'm Alice.

Me, too. Obviously.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

No, I'm like here.

And she's, like, here.

I'm like, "Oh my God,

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