The Light of the Moon

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Thank you, darling.

When can we get out of here?

I'm almost done.

Oh my god, this isn't

even due until next week.

I'll kill you. I will kill you!

It's my first solo gig.

I've got to impress everyone.

Just wear some low-cut

tops next week,

that should do the trick for

"Brian the Brainless".

So, where's Matt?

Yes, where is Matt?

The 99 million dollar question.

Oh, speak of the Devil.

No. It literally is the Devil.

One of the rare times you may

have spoken too soon - He's here!

What's up Jack?

- Hi Matt!

- How are you?

Better now that you're here

and we can get away from

the army of trust fund interns.

Have you been working out?

No more than usual?

So, none at all. None at all.

He's being facetious -

Hi.

Hi.

Let me get you a drink.

You're gonna hate me.

One of our ad execs

just got into town.

I envy how much make-up sex

you two must have.

He's a big client, Bon.

Bigger than the one who was

in town last week?

Yeah, that was -

It's not going to be that late, though.

I might be able to link up

with you guys later on?

Oh fun! I won't hold my breath.

Hey, you know, sometimes you're here

until like 9:
00PM on a weekend.

Yeah, well, at least you know where I am

and not snorting blow off a hooker's butt.

Yeah, is that really what

you think we're doing?

I watch "Madmen".

Babe, it's not the 60's. It's...

Trust me, it's not that fun,

it ends up being bunch of dudes

watching football highlights and playing

Beer Pong till they pass out. It's pathetic.

You ok?

Yeah...

- You just.. you just miss me?

- Yeah.

I can tell. I know, I miss you too! And I'm

also exhausted, do we have plans tomorrow?

No, nothing on the books.

Good, good.

Let's just do nothing except be

with each other.

We can even like, turn off our

phones, you know, kick

it 90's style?

For the entire day?

Yep, the whole day.

Oh my God, that's so

romantic of you.

It's just how I was raised.

Forgive me?

Maybe.

Well I can make it up to you.

Get out of here.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Don't drink too much!

I will!

You okay?

Some guy just tried to creep

on me on the dance floor.

This place is getting so gross.

I even got an ass grab in the bathroom.

And you're complaining?

No, I'll take whatever I can get right now.

And apparently, so will she.

Oh wow!

I'm the best friend.

I'm the greatest.

You are. You're the reason

we all get laid.

Oh, that's so sweet!

I love you so much!

I love you so -

I love you more,

I love you more.

I love you.

Bye.

Bye. Watch her.

You're the prettiest girl

that I've ever seen.

Shut up!

Bye. I'm just kidding.

You're the prettiest. Bye!

Ugh. Let's go get one more?

No, I think I'm gonna go

home and lie on the floor,

and listen to Tina Turner's

'77 Australian Tour.

Oh, I take it there's been

no word from Brad?

Radio silence since Monday.

I think it's officially over.

Sorry.

It's ok. Honestly, Tina,

"what does love have to do with it?"

No! No. Don't torture yourself.

Why?

It's my favorite past time.

Are you gonna grab a cab?

Yeah, you wanna splitsies?

Mm, no.

I think I'm gonna walk.

Ok, well, I'll see you Monday.

Love you.

Love you more.

Bye.

I love you more, bitch!

Mi vida! Hi, hey listen, Jimmy managed

to get us a table at Marquee. So, yeah -

It's gonna be a late one. Sorry.

I swear there's no butts, there's no coke.

Um. Ok baby, I love you.

Have a fun night.

I will fucking kill you.

You got it?

No, please.

Take whatever you want - my

phone.

Just please, don't do that.

Please.

Please.

Please.

"Getting off the subway now. "

Hey.

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