The Late Bloomer Page #2

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What's up?

What do you need?

I... I'm Pete,

Michelle's neighbor.

Okay. Pleasure to meet you,

Pete, Michelle's neighbor.

- We've met a few times. Yeah.

- Oh, really? No sh*t, huh?

Wow. I do it all the time.

Hate when I do that.

Listen, gotta get back to

the game. It's for work, okay?

- Hi!

- Got you some wine.

Aw, thanks. I just opened up

a bottle of wine. Want a glass?

Yes. You keep working

and I'll pour us a glass.

Ooh, try this.

- Huh?

- Alright.

Mm. Oh, my god.

Yeah? You're not

just saying that?

My taste buds are celebrating

as if they've

been rescued from evil.

What the hell is that?

It's a Chile en Nogada.

It's insane prep, three days,

but it's totally

worth it, right?

You cannot waste this genius

on me and your semi-odd friends.

I don't know.

I'm... not ready.

You say that,

but if you don't start now,

you're never gonna have your own

restaurant with a nice big blackboard

with all your specials

for the day

and some nice food-based puns

like "no country for old hens."

- Or "Ace tempura."

- "The Codfather."

"American snapper,"

"you've got Kale"...

- "Raisin Arizona." Um...

- I'll work on it.

- But the music, I gotta say,

I'll make the mix for you.

It'll be great.

Well, yeah,

you're in charge of that.

I can't leave that to you.

You really are ready.

- You really think so?

- Oh, yeah.

- Mm!

- Oh, god! That did not hurt.

- It was my head. Ahem.

- Oh, you want some medicine?

No, no, I'm fine. People have had

headaches before, believe it or not.

- No!

- Yes. Cheers.

You should probably

see a doctor.

You should probably

shut the f*** up.

Hey, sorry, babe.

Sorry, game's been crazy.

That's okay. You said you

weren't gonna work tonight.

I know, but remember, it's a big game. I

was supposed to be there, but I'm not.

I'm here and I'm glad

to be here. Look at this.

Phone? Going on mute.

- Huh? You like that? Yeah?

- Wow.

Ooh, fancy cookin',

good lookin'.

What is that?

What you got going on there?

- Well, try it.

- Yeah?

What the hell's that?

My other phone. I forgot

to turn off my other phone.

Babe, I'm so sorry,

I have to take this.

- It's okay.

- Two seconds, I swear, okay?

I promise, two seconds.

Connelly.

Shut up and tell me!

- It's really good.

- Thanks.

Another chapter:

Can there be romantic love...

Without sex?

Brenda, the boy's here.

- Hey, dad.

- Hey, pal.

Hey!

Namaste. My beautiful boy!

- I made your favorite brownies.

- Mm...

Okay, tell me, did you do

any sexual healing today?

Do we have to constantly

celebrate what the boy does?

Hey, hon, I just

asked him about work.

Excuse me for being proud

of our son.

Yep, he suppresses

people's natural desires.

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