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I'm having dinner with you.

Is that it?

# Fire #

# Me and old Ricardo #

# We're swooping

down to town #

# We're coming

round your way #

# Tonight #

# So open up your eyes #

# Then pull back the skies #

# 'Cause we are

coming round #

# Kick it #

# That's right... #

That's a lot.

# That's right. #

Just rack up those points until...

I'm going to New York

for a few days.

I thought you might

want to come.

I can't.

You want to stay here.

Do you want me to stay here?

Yeah, I do.

Then I'll stay.

I have my cell.

I'll leave it on.

Okay.

- Thursday morning you'll pick me up?

- Of course.

- You have a safe flight.

- I hope so.

# Been so long

since you told me #

# Been so long since

you told me #

# Been so long

since you told me #

# Been so long

since you told me #

# Been so long

since you told me... #

Hey!

I don't like you two

talking to each other.

I do not like you two

talking to each other.

This is bad.

Stop! Stop!

- God.

- How do you like my new house?

You think any girls are gonna

believe this is your house?

The young ones do.

Oh FYI, I'm a graphic designer

if anybody asks.

What? What happened?

- I blew it.

- With who?

- El Paso Erin.

- That DJ girl?

No, that's Hi-fi Tara.

No El Paso's a somatologist.

- She's...

- That's...

I f***in' froze up.

I couldn't say anything.

l... I started making

cricket noises.

You know what your problem is?

You care too much.

You gotta cut out

the conversation, right?

And just like say something

to piss 'em off.

- Why?

- 'Cause once you piss 'em off,

you set up the apology.

And once you apologize,

you look like a sensitive guy.

I am a sensitive guy.

All right, but you've

gotta look like a rebel

before you look

like a sensitive guy.

- Is that Helen?

- Oh!

- Who invited her?

- I don't know.

- I didn't f***ing invite her.

- She's gonna tell people

- it's not my house.

- Hey, Nikki.

- Hi.

- Yeah, I heard you were having a party

so I thought I'd just

stop by and say hi,

see where you landed.

Yeah, not bad.

Not... not bad at all.

- So, you want to go swimming?

- Oh whoa!

Helen, uh, just...

Okay, we gotta get her out of here.

- You gotta take her home.

- What?!

Just take her home. she's gonna

blow this whole thing for us.

- I was hoping to meet someone, man.

- Who you gonna meet tonight?

- I don't know.

- Who are you gonna meet?

Nikki.

Hey.

I'm drunk as sh*t.

Where's my tour?

Your tour's starting right now.

l... I love you.

- Hey, Helen? Meet Harry.

- Huh?

A tour of the house

should always end in the bedroom.

I like f***ing in the kitchen

as much as the next guy,

but you're three times

more likely to get laid

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