Order Of Chaos Page #2
So Fink and Meyers,
huh?
For a boutique firm,
they carry a lot of weight.
Why did you leave
Chicago?
Weather sucked.
Hi.
Hi.
Oh, man.
Ladies,
Johnny boy.
John, this is Tara and, sorry,
what was your name again?
Chrissie.
Chrissie. Chrissie,
this is the birthday boy.
Happy birthday.
Excuse me, can you get us
another round
for my friend and I,
and whatever the ladies
are having? Ladies?
Pink martinis.
Pink martinis, two.
So are you celebrating
your birthday?
Or are you drowning it?
Uh, well.
He's celebrating.
So, what do
you guys do?
For fun
or for work?
For retarded children.
Oh come on,
that's evil. Don't.
No, what do you two
do for fun?
Well, I like to get out
of town on the weekends.
I like
to go dancing.
out of town on the weekends?
Perhaps, but only
with strange men.
Of course.
Yes. What about you?
Strange men, or--
No, I am
the strange man.
Something in the back
of my mind
Said I shouldn't
be there
All right,
let's get naked!
Yeah.
Something in your eyes
told me I should stay
What do you want me
to do?
What do you want me
to do?
What do you want me
to do?
What do you want me
to do?
Hey, now the party
can start.
Rick, ladies, I'm sorry.
I really have to take off.
Sorry, but you've got to
drink that.
You can't go,
it's your birthday.
Uh...
Look, we're going to
have a toast.
One quick toast,
real quick, all right?
Come here, sit down.
To Johnny Puliti.
Happy birthday,
buddy boy.
Cheers.
Cheers.
John, come here.
Come on.
What is it?
I got you something.
Oh, for my birthday?
A present?
You shouldn't have.
Look under
the table.
What's under
the table?
It's your present.
Okay.
What is it?
What you have there?
Oh!
What's the matter, you don't
want to open your present?
You got me.
I got you?
Okay, one more toast
and then I got to go.
I'm sorry,
I'm engaged.
Well, that's too bad because
I thought that we had something.
We've got drinks.
Toast!
Won't you
come over here?
Don't be shy,
come on.
What do you want me
to do?
Oh man,
that was great.
Come on.
No, I've got to go.
Really, thanks for the fun.
We'll have
a nightcap.
Seriously, Rick,
I can't.
See you Monday.
Hey!
Wait, did you give that girl
money or something?
It was her idea.
Bull.
Bull.
Come on, man.
Things like that...
...don't happen to me.
What did you do?
I said, "Show John
your p*ssy."
You just said it?
It's the end of the world, man.
Do what you want.
Sorry, hold on.
Hey, honey!
Yeah, I'm just--
I'm right by the elevator.
No, I didn't see
that you called.
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