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Becky (2016)
Ummm.
Hi. - Sorry. Come in, come in. - It's ok. Wow. Nice place. That was my first online dating experience. Just some awkward conversation about extratractors... ...star files, I don't... ...even remember. - Sounds like a fun time. Ohh. - Guess the bar isn't set to high for you tonight? - No, but... ...I am pleasantly surprised by tonight's company. Like wise. So when we were texting the other day, you said something about only being in town for a couple of days. - What do you do? - I'm a contractor... ...but I also work out of town. If it wasn't for the internet, I'd find it impossible to meet woman. - Let alone anybody for that matter. - Sometimes that's better... ...having a small circle less to deal with. - Completely. So what about you? - You've got to give me the recipe for this pasta sauce. - Made from scratch. Impressive. A contractor who's also a master chef. - Would you like some more wine? - I would love some. Man, she digs you, man. Do you blame her? Steven. I don't won't to drink alone out here. I'll be right out. So Becky, I was thinking. Becky? I had to change into something else. I hope you don't mind? Help. Somebody help. I didn't do anything to you. You're crazy. Crazy? Your the one who invited a stranger into your apartment. On the off chance she'd sleep with you. I think that makes you crazy. My lucky night. |
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