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Semifinals!

Ladies get in free, come check us out.

No Shampoo. Guys, $10.

Come check them out.

- What kind of music?

- Indie. A little bit of everything.

Well, if you're there, I'm there.

You're passing out flyers now?

Yeah, but apparently, it works better

if you're pretty.

Like you would know.

Don't be jealous.

- Don't worry.

- I never do.

I swear, guys,

if we don't make it through after that...

Oh, my God, you're going to make it.

All right.

- You did so good.

- You think so?

- I know so.

- Thanks.

- "L know so."

- "I know so."

You really are amazing.

No, you're amazing.

Kyle!

You coming?

Yeah, yeah.

Come on.

We're going to rock it next time.

There he is.

So, where you been?

At Chad's. Working on our history project.

How did it go?

It went really great.

It's about the Industrial Revolution.

Hon, want some soup?

Thank you.

So, hey, Dad, remember that

Battle of the Bands thing I told you about?

The winners, they get a record deal.

It's really more of a showcase,

but we might have a spot.

Pass me the salt.

Did you hear what I said?

Yeah. Did you hear what I said?

We'll talk about music

when your grades are better.

Thank you.

Lola, I said no.

I'm on my way home. I'm at the courthouse.

Because I got a ticket. You know what?

Enough with this inquisition.

I'm going to just see you at home.

Oh, sh*t!

Really?

Need some help?

Not unless you can fix this.

Not exactly my skill set.

- Then too bad.

- Too bad.

- So, where are we going?

- What?

You can't limp home, and I doubt

you'll find a cab this time of day.

Well, they kept me in there forever.

Stupid a**hole cops, giving me a ticket.

Just because

my registration's expired one day.

You're not gonna find a cab.

Trust me, I'm a very safe driver.

Okay.

- Need some help?

- Yeah.

Come on. What are you waiting for?

But, hey, what about your helmet?

The cops will just bust you for anything.

Don't worry about it. We'll be okay.

Have a good one, Detective.

You, too, have a good one.

- Ready?

- Yeah.

Let me help you with that.

It gets stuck sometimes.

Okay.

Thanks. I'm sorry I insulted

your entire profession.

It's okay, I'm kind of used to it.

Appreciate the rescue.

Anytime.

Is he hot?

You're so bad.

It doesn't matter, because I'm not gonna

go out with some random cop.

All right, well then, one night.

Quick and dirty. One night.

No, 'cause that's really not my style.

With a guy?

No, the quick and dirty.

Okay, well, you've been divorced

for more than a year.

It's time to step it up. Get your game on.

Let me tell you something,

if I was a divorced woman...

If you were a divorced woman, what?

Nothing. Nothing.

- Nothing.

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