The Perfect Man Page #5

Let's see.

"How many women can look

like a goddess

in a bakery uniform?

"You are a vision. "

Who sent them?

"A Secret Admirer. "

Who could it be?

Well, obviously,

someone that saw you

at the shop.

Yeah, but how would

he know my name?

Well, you wear a nametag,

don't you?

Or where I live?

Duh? Google.

Or that I love orchids?

Maybe he followed you home.

It's very strange.

No, it's probably scary.

Mom, look, this is

the most romantic thing...

that a man has

ever done for you.

Quit questioning it

and enjoy it.

You are absolutely right.

Why are you wearing jeans

under your robe?

How would you like

to have bruises

all over your body?

Your uncle is a genius.

It worked?

She was singing happy songs!

She never sings happy songs.

Yeah, well,

neither do I, but don't

send me flowers, okay?

I like it that way.

Hey.

Hey, check it out.

Do I got juice or what?

Look at Jean.

A little attention from me

and she's all poofed up

like a peacock.

It's the guy peacock

who poofs up.

You know what I'm saying.

It's an animal thing.

She's like a lioness letting

the lion know she's ready.

It's the guy lion

who poofs up, too.

People, don't forget

to read Chapters 42 and 43.

There will be

a test on Friday.

Peter, can I see you

a minute, please?

Hurry up!

What's that?

Nothing.

Is that supposed to be me?

No, it's somebody else.

The face.

This looks exactly

like my face.

No, it isn't.

Okay, the face

a little bit.

But that woman

is on a horse.

You're not on a horse.

That's a completely

different person.

It's pretty good.

My dad sponsored

comic book conventions

when I was a kid.

He'd take me.

If you hang around

long enough,

you pick it up.

So you hung out

with your dad a lot?

No. Actually,

after he and my mom

split up...

that's pretty much

the only thing

we did together.

But, hey,

at least I learned

how to draw, right?

Divorce as a career builder.

That's nice.

So, hey,

have you ever been?

Divorced? Not yet.

No, to a comic convention.

No, not that, either.

Well, there's one

coming up.

Six weeks from now.

Westside Convention Center.

It sounds geeky,

but it's kind of fun.

Yeah. I'm not much

of a planner, you know.

Has anyone been

asking for me?

Like who?

I don't know.

Anyone?

No.

Hey, Jean.

This has your name

written all over it.

Dolores, you're crazy.

No! She's right.

You're way too good

for this place.

This contest is

for professionals.

I mean, I'm basically

a salesperson.

Explain this to me.

How come when it's a man

you're looking at...

you're blind to his flaws...

but when it's you,

flaws is all you see?

Hmm?

Mmm.

Is it you?

Yeah, it's me, babe.

Hi.

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