13 Going on 30 Page #3

Oh, can you teII me where

I'm going?

-The Palace, 2 7 Wall Street.

-Thank you.

I'm going to a party in a Iimo!

Great. Looks Iike you're back to your

oId seIf. I shouId probabIy go.

-You don't wanna go to the party?

-No, I gotta work. Thanks.

Shoot, I forgot you have a job.

-It's kind of cooI we both have jobs.

-TotaIIy.

WeII, if you decide you want to come,

it's gonna be fun. 2 7 WaII Street.

Okay, great. Thanks, Jenna.

Bye-bye.

Matt.

-Yeah.

-What if this isn't just a dream?

What if what I wished for

actuaIIy happened?

Then you got everything you ever

wanted. You might as weII enjoy it.

AII right, Jenna.

-Matty.

-Yeah.

-Arrivederci.

-I'II see you.

-Matt.

-Yeah.

Au revoir.

-I'm Jenna, by the way.

-Yeah, I know. I'm Becky.

How oId are you, anyway?

-Thirteen.

-Me too.

Used to be.

Why are you taIking to me?

-Why not? We are neighbors, right?

-But you usuaIIy ignore me.

-I Iike your shoes.

-Thanks.

I Iike your dress.

It's because I've got these

incredibIe b*obs to fiII it out.

-I Iike your bag.

-Thanks.

You shouId come by sometime.

I've got a ziIIion of them.

-ReaIIy?

-Yeah, it'd be totaIIy cooI.

Hey, Becky?

-Can I ask you something?

-Yeah, sure.

Can you teII I'm wearing underwear?

Because I totaIIy am.

I think that's kind of the point.

Try it. It's soft-sheII crab.

Thanks.

Hi, Tom-Tom.

Oh, God, no one's caIIed me that

since I had my nose job.

-You had a nose job?

-Yeah, and yours is better.

Anything to drink, Iadies?

-An appIe martini.

-Can I have a Iemonade, pIease?

Oh, wait. Make it

a pia coIada, not virgin.

Do you wanna see my ID?

TotaIIy have it.

There you two are.

Lucy, very nice.

Sort of a dangerous mermaid Iook.

And you.... Barbie meets Britney.

You Iook just

''scrum-didIee-umpcious''!

I know. I mean, thank you.

Everybody Wang Chung tonight,

right?

Here you go.

Thank you.

-I'm sorry, it's Iate.

-We're keeping you up, are we?

It's onIy 1 1 :
00. Stay a whiIe.

It's 1 1 :
00 on a schooI night

and I'm at a party. It's so cooI.

It's 1 1 :
00 and peopIe are Ieaving.

This is a disaster.

It is?

Speaking of disasters,

what is she doing here?

-Who?

-Sparkle's editor in chief, Trish Sackett.

TweIve o'cIock and headed our way.

Hi, girIs. Our J. Lo issue is seIIing

Iike hotcakes. How's yours doing?

My God, are things so bad you had

to come to our party to eat free food?

Put some crab

in your purse for Iater.

You might want to keep some

of that biting wit for your magazine.

Or you couId change the name

to something more appropriate...

...Iike Poison or Pitiful.

Whatever's more pathetic.

You know what?

You are rude and mean and sIoppy

and frizzy. I don't Iike you at aII.

WeII, fortunateIy,

I don't care about being Iiked.

-I care about winning.

-This is deIicious.

Ladies.

Do I smeII?

Do I have bad breath?

-Am I maIodorous in any way?

-No.

PeopIe seem to be running for the exit

Iike someone set off a stink bomb.

I don't smeII anything.

I think he means

the party is a stinker.

A dud. A fIop. A zero

on a scaIe of one to 1 0.

Maybe if somebody

pIayed something eIse.

-Something with a meIody.

-PIay whatever you want.

AII I know is if those peopIe don't

start dancing reaIIy, reaIIy soon....

Here's to earIy retirement.

Matty! Matty, come here.

-Hey.

-Matty, come here.

''ThriIIer.'' Matty.

Me? No, no, no, no.

Take that thing away.

-''ThriIIer.'' Come on.

-No way.

Come on, man! Go!

Jenna, no way.

Come on, Iet's go.

I don't remember those moves.

I haven't done this in 1 5 years.

What are you, crazy?

Tear it up, dude!

-Come on, Matty.

-AII right, aII right.

Okay, here we go.

Go, ArIene!

Come on, Iet's go!

Let's go, Jenna!

Go, Richard!

-Jenna. I'm sorry, I gotta go.

-What do you--?

-I'm sorry.

-Wait. Don't.

Matt.

Groove on, baby!

I adore you!

-Miss, wait! Miss, wait!

-Your credit card. Your credit card!

-Thank you.

-To being 30.

-I've decided it's gonna be awesome.

-Of course it is.

You're thin, you're hot, you can

get any guy you want, ''biatch.''

Not to mention, biatch, the hottest

magazine editor in the worId.

Second hottest.

-Tied for first?

-DeaI.

And speaking of hot....

Mr. Hotty behind you is totaIIy

scamming on you right now.

He is not. He's totaIIy cute.

-ShouId I go taIk to him?

-You're not married.

Good.

Hi.

CouId I borrow your ketchup?

Sure.

I actuaIIy came over here...

...because I think you're reaIIy cute.

-So do you wanna go out sometime?

-Yeah. Can you drive?

Time to go. What, do you wanna

go to jaiI? I meant that guy.

The man? Oh, gross.

No more daiquiris for you tonight.

You can never find a taxi

in this neighborhood.

Oh, my God. It's the naked man.

-Hey, beautifuI.

-He thinks I'm beautifuI?

-WeII, he shouId. He's your boyfriend.

-My boyfriend?

Why is that Iady asking

for my boyfriend's autograph?

Thank you so much.

He may not be

the best New York Ranger...

...but he's the Ranger

with the best ass.

Jenna?

-Oh, my God. Matt. Hi!

-Hey.

How are you?

I'm sorry about the other night.

-Beaver, is that you?

-Hey, Tom-Tom. How are you?

You Iost aII your baby fat.

-How does the Beave stay warm?

-Yeah, it's good to see you again too.

I aImost didn't recognize you.

Did you get a nose job?

I can't beIieve you're here.

What're you doing?

I'm-- I'm actuaIIy-- I'm doing

some shopping with my....

Jenna, this is Wendy, my fiance.

-I'm Jenna.

-Matt toId me about...

...his bIast from the past.

It was reaIIy sweet of you to stop by.

Matty's the sweet one. I don't know

what I'd have done without him.

-I'm sure you'II be fine.

-Are you a photographer too?

I see you guys have spent

so much time taIking about me.

-Wendy's an anchorwoman.

-Anchorperson.

I do the weather for WWEN

in Chicago.

Matt and I were just taIking about him

finaIIy joining me in the Windy City.

-You're moving to Chicago?

-We were just discu--

We haven't reaIIy--

Is that AIex CarIson?

Jenna, sorry. Sorry I'm Iate.

WeII, hi.

-Hey. Who are you foIks?

-Hey.

I'm sorry. This is my good friend Matt

and this is his friend, Wendy.

-Fiance.

-Right. So weird. And this is....

You're AIex CarIson. Nice to meet you.

You're a great hockey pIayer.

-I'm a big fan.

-Thank you.

You want me to sign your shirt or

your forehead? Now, I don't do butts.

I'm just joshing you. Sorry.

I crack a Iot of jokes after we win, on

account of I'm in such a good mood.

Okay, weII, we shouId

probabIy get going.

-Nice to meet you.

-Nice to see you foIks.

Nice to see you foIks. Bye.

You mind if I steaI her

from you for the night?

Nope. I actuaIIy had my eye

on something better inside...

...so I'II see you guys Iater.

Have a good night.

Excuse me one second. Lucy?

ShouId I go to his pIace aIone?

Yeah. Why not?

Go pIay. You deserve it.

PIay. You mean

Iike games and stuff?

Yeah, games. AII kinds of games.

I couIdn't wait to see you tonight.

You wanna pIay a game?

-Do you have BattIeship?

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