Jane Wants a Boyfriend Page #4

- Ah.

Ah, that smells amazing.

- Don't mention it.

Figured everyone deserves

a last meal.

I'm meeting one

of the waitresses

when she gets off, so why don't

we open up a tab, huh?

"Jack's tab."

Right.

What happened to Christy?

- Oh, it's Kim now.

Kim's the waitress?

-Yeah, Kim's the waitress.

- Christy seemed nice.

You two were cool together.

-Yeah, just different schedules.

You know.

- Some things

were getting serious, huh?

-Things were never serious.

Looks like everyone's

got the same idea, huh?

- Hmm. Yeah.

It pays to have regulars.

- You got some nice regulars.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, man.

I can't believe

it's your last night.

And some company

for the occasion.

The only other guy

in here looks like a pirate.

- And it's still early.

How about that?

- Well, here's to you,

a fully employed actress

supporting herself

off the fruits of her own labor.

Mazel tov.

-Here's to paying equity dues.

Mm.

- You look like you been

sucking on a lemon.

What is the problem?

Not enough presents for you?

-No, it's just...

It's been a long day.

That's all.

- Come on.

It's your last night.

Just don't take my lucky.

Don't look at me like that.

It's late.

He doesn't care.

Look at this guy.

Attagirl.

Give me one of these.

-Mm.

-How's my Robbie boy?

Excited for his big

coming-out party tomorrow?

He's insane.

- Ugh.

- Oh, Jesus Christ.

Hey. Welcome to fish bar,

where it's always happy hour.

Watch out for that puke there.

- Oh.

- What you got?

Cookies?

Excellent.

You can leave those with me.

I'm just joking.

You can put them right over here

with all the other goodies.

Chocolate chip?

Where's Bianca?

- She's getting the mop

for that mess over there.

-Here.

Have a seat.

I've been saving this seat

for a pretty gal

going on 10 minutes now.

What are you drinking?

Or stand.

Standing's good, too.

- You just said you were

saving it for someone.

- I'm sorry.

Is it the smoke? Here.

There.

It's out.

-You really shouldn't do that.

It's bad for you.

And it's illegal

to smoke indoors

in the state of New York.

- I've heard that.

I've also heard

that cookies make your butt big.

Well, I'd rather have

a big cookie butt than be dead.

- Yeah,

'cause then you could eat

your own big cookie butt.

- Stop it.

I'm not that funny.

You'll make my head big.

Jesus.

You, uh...

You must be

in the Bianca's regulars club.

I'm a member, too.

I'm Jack.

It's okay.

They're clean.

- Can you just tell her

I brought her cookies?

They're her favorite.

-Yeah, sure.

-It was nice meeting you!

- Who should I say you are?

That's a f***ing good cookie.

- She's my sis

and you take care of family,

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