Men, Money & Gold Diggers Page #5

Maybe that's

how I should say it.

Sorry.

You scared me.

You obviously saw

the show this morning.

I did.

And, uh, as your assistant

who knows a lot about women,

Paisley's not going to

sign her life away.

Caleb, you want to date

these high-maintenance women

and you expect them

to be honorable.

Paisley's a good woman, Dedra.

Okay.

Good woman, huh?

That's, that's debatable.

And she's beautiful.

Men always say that.

You know Lionel

the janitor told me that

on the way in this morning?

Yeah, but Paisley's

got that cover girl,

supermodel type of

beauty, you know?

Oh, yeah.

That's right.

Yeah, because in

your world, two degrees,

closed knees and a Bible

don't mean nothing.

For you, it's two-inch

waist, cover girl face

and a big booty

to chase, right?

Why you trying

to psychoanalyze me?

I don't have to analyze

what I already know.

- Oh, really?

- Mm-hmm.

Well, since we're being

so analytical

and poking our little noses

into other people business,

- why you don't have a man?

- What?

Yeah, ever since what's-his-face

broke up with you...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

He did not break up with me.

The decision was mutual.

Yeah, well, whatever

it was, I haven't seen you

with a man since then.

Well, maybe I spend all

my hours working for you.

Oh!

Oh, so now your being

single is my fault.

Okay.

Maybe some men find my

commitment to your success

just a little intimidating.

You know what?

I don't have time for this.

Can you please just get

my office together?

I gotta get to work.

Well, thank you for noticing.

- Oh, uh, thanks.

- Mm-hmm.

Good job.

Did you take care of my...

Bills for the month...

Paid.

- What about changing...

- Voicemail?

It now says, "Office of

Caleb Peterson, junior partner."

I like the way that sounds.

And the parking arrangements?

Been there, done that.

Oh, good, then you

got enough time to send...

Send flowers to Paisley?

Yeah, she should be receiving

those in like, oh, five, four,

three, two and...

Caleb Peterson.

Oh, hey, Paisley, baby.

Oh, yeah, I know.

But you know, it's always

the little things that count.

Yeah.

I love you too.

All right.

Wait, how did you...

I did tell you that I saw

the show this morning, right?

So I just figured that you'd

want to send some flowers

to smooth things over.

Damn, look at you.

- What would I--

- Do without me?

I, I really don't know.

Probably finish one

of my own sentences.

Shoot.

I mean, why do you

look so surprised?

Five years together,

you would figure

I would know

something about you.

Oh, you don't know everything.

What color

underwear I'm wearing?

I'm just kidding.

Um, hmm.

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