Alone with Her Page #2

- Why?

I called a cab twenty minutes ago,

but, uh...

What happened to your car?

I- I don't know.

Oh- be careful.

I don't know. I think the starter's broken.

I have a meeting in ten minutes

I can't miss, so I'm sorta...

Oh, geez.

Yeah.

You want a ride?

Oh- no. No.

I- I can't ask you to do that.

Well, you didn't ask. I offered.

Huh. Hmm.

- Where ya goin'?

- UCLA.

Well, that's right on my way.

Perfect. Seriously.

- Come on.

- Yeah?

- You're gonna be late.

- Okay, okay.

What are you studying?

Oh, no, I'm not a student.

I'm a sales rep for

a small publishing house.

I go to colleges and push our textbooks.

- Cool.

- Well, I don't know about "cool. "

It pays the bills

and the hours are good,

so it lets me do what I love

on the side.

- What's that?

- Photography.

Oh, cool. I mean it this time.

What kind of photography?

Mostly black and white landscapes.

Really. Would I have seen

any of your work?

No, no, I-

F***.

I'm so sorry. Are you all right?

- Yeah.

- You sure you still want a ride?

Yeah- yes, of course.

I think you're a great driver.

You know, I just put up a web site,

if you want to take a look.

Oh. I've been talking about

getting my own site for months.

- No, really?

- Yeah.

- For what?

- Painting.

- I paint on the side.

- Oh, wow.

I would be happy to do yours for you.

I'd only charge you a million bucks.

Nah.

No, I mean, it's the least I can do

after you saved my butt this morning.

All you need to do is

put your artwork on CD for me.

Well, actually,

I've already done that.

Well, great. Then just give me the CD

and let me do the rest.

God, I mean, he's such a nice guy.

I just hope I'm not giving him

the wrong idea, you know?

What does that mean?

I can't put my finger on it.

There's just something

a bit off about him.

Well, look,

nobody's saying marry the guy.

Just have some fun, you know?

I mean, don't burn the bridge.

You don't know where

this thing with Matt is gonna go.

He could end up being, like...

really annoying.

Oh, and thanks for

your message on Friday.

I really appreciate it, you know.

Well, I think you're

an amazing artist.

- Oh, stop it.

- As a matter of fact,

I've got something

I want to show you.

- Hey.

- Hi.

Come on in.

Oh, hey. Oh! Hi!

What a- wow, what a cool place.

- Thanks.

- Yeah.

- Whoa.

- Oh, sorry about that.

- Rocky, go to your bed.

- No, it's okay, I love dogs.

- Hey.

- Can I take your jacket?

No, I'm fine, thank you. I'm okay.

- You look nice.

- Thank you.

- So do you.

- Yeah, right.

Can I get you a drink?

Oh, uh, yeah, sure.

Just whatever you're having.

- It's like he knows you.

- Yeah.

Are you hiding a steak

in your pocket, or what?

Ha. No, no, nothin' like that.

Oh, my God.

I wanted to try and use

the same sort of tone as your paintings,

the same conceptual design,

and your color scheme...

It's just perfect, you know?

Absolutely perfect.

You see this little flash animation thing?

I don't know what to say.

I mean...

thank you.

- Thank you so much.

- No, it's my pleasure.

Um...

there's no way I'm paying you

fifty bucks for this. I mean...

Well, yeah, that's right, you're-

you're not gonna pay me anything.

- Doug.

- What?

Seriously.

I- I'm serious. I really enjoyed doing it.

Good, I'm glad. But no way.

You're taking at least two hundred.

- No. No, no, no.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I would have paid ten times more

anywhere else.

I don't wanna take advantage.

You're not taking advantage.

Look, if- if you wanna

take me out to dinner,

we can call it even.

- Sorry I'm late.

- It's okay.

- Have you been waiting long?

- No, no.

My best friend that I grew up with

was already living here, so...

- Made it easier.

- Of course. Much easier.

Yeah. How about you?

Did you move here with friends, or...?

No. Actually it was work

that brought me down here.

My family and friends

are all still in Seattle.

Hmm.

It took a lot of courage

to do that, huh?

The truth is, I kind of wanted

to make a fresh start for myself.

I just got out of a serious relationship,

so

Oh.

Um...

...me too.

Really?

Yeah, it was right after college.

It was like...

Let's not go there.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to- to-

No, no, it's fine.

Uh, I just wanted a sip, you know.

- It's just- I was just trying to-

- It's totally fine.

It's funny, huh? I mean, scary.

- What?

- How much we have in common.

- Oh. Yeah.

- Yeah.

I know.

We're sitting in a restaurant

and the whole Mike thing came up, and...

What? Why would you bring that up?

- I didn't. He did.

- He brought up Mike?

He was talking about

why he moved here

and how he had just

got out of a relationship,

and I just said I did, too.

See, Ames,

there's so no reason to go there.

Can you help me find my f***ing shoe?

The point is that he reached over

and he held my hand,

but it was all sweaty and gross.

- Fine. Then just blow him off.

- No, I don't want to hurt him.

It's just, things are good

with Matt right now.

Here's your shoe.

I'm just gonna slow it down.

Tell him I'm busy

whenever he wants to do something.

... high of 84, winds northwest

at 5 to 10 miles per hour.

Tonight, generally clear skies

with a few...

My f***in' laptop was stolen

along with all my work stuff.

You're kidding me! How?

Well, I left it in the car,

I went to get a coffee,

and when I came out it was gone.

Oh, my God. Ames.

Twelve loan applications

with social security numbers,

- home addresses...

- You didn't lock your car?

I did. I thought I did.

So f***ing stupid.

Oh, sh*t, Ames, I wish I could

leave right now. I'm sorry I can't.

God, it was so humiliating.

They had the security guard walk me out

in front of the whole company.

- Hey.

- Hey, how's it goin'?

Good. Come on in.

Come here, Rocky.

- Oh! Oh!

- Poor guy.

- I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

I'm fine.

Seriously, I'm okay.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

- You want a drink?

- Uh, yeah, sure.

You ever thought about

doing your art full-time?

Yeah, but, um,

I don't think I can.

Not yet, anyway.

Amy, trust me.

You can make a living at it.

You think so?

No.

Uh!

I mean it. I'm serious.

Mm-hm. You're bad.

I know.

I'm sorry...

I can't.

I'm so sorry. I just-

I can't right now.

It's just too fast.

That's okay.

My bad.

What did he say?

Nothing, but...

he was practically limping

out the door.

What, with his big blue balls

rollin' behind him?

Come on, let's go.

Cocktails await the cock tease.

I'm kidding.

Come on. let's go.

Don't make me kick you.

Ohh...

Ow.

Ohh...

Ay, f***!

No s. Yo creo que fue algo

que me dio alergia.

- Dios mo.

- Es que me arde mucho la piel.

Mija, quiero que vayas al doctor

ahora mismo.

Esprame. Esprame.

F***.

I don't think you want to be seen

in public with me right now.

Sh*t.

We can't catch a break, huh?

Yeah, I'm sorry. I know it's been

one thing after another.

Hey, don't worry about it.

It's not your fault.

Maybe you want to come over

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