Divorce Invitation Page #5

I thought it'd be more official that way.

So, if you weren't there closing the deal,

what were you doing there the whole time?

We were just catching

up on things, you know,

doing the whole P.R. game with her,

telling her what a great

franchise Lipnick's is gonna be.

Five days is a long time to talk.

Did she tell you why she

went missing prom night?

Okay. You know what?

Wait. What are you doing?

Rick.

Yeah, look, can you set up the backup

meetings for Fresco and K.C. And company?

Really?

Yeah. Okay, thanks, man.

What are you doing?

Yeah, I've been doing some talking,

too, myself, all right? Just in case.

- Dude, we have a deal.

- I don't want a deal.

I don't even think we should be doing

business with her in the first place.

Scotty, you worry too much.

Yeah, yeah. I'm the idiot.

You're the optimist. I forgot.

Sh*t.

Does Alex really live there?

Dude, if I were you, I wouldn't

dare go anywhere near her.

Yeah, Mike, I think you should

really reconsider Kimberly.

Dude, she probably thinks

you're some millionaire's son

with all those boss shirts you've

with all been borrowing from Scott.

Those boss shirts that I've

been borrowing from Scott

don't even make Scott look

like a millionaire, dude.

You guys are just jealous.

I'm an optimist, all right?

I look at the brighter side

of things. Okay? Bye-bye.

- You want us to wait?

- No. Alex said we'll take her limo.

- Okay. Let's go.

- No, wait a sec.

I'm here to pick up Alex.

She's expecting me.

Tux, corsage, prom date.

You're mistaken, young man.

Miss Alex has left for the weekend.

Come on, big guy.

No, we... we have a date.

Sir, I mean, it's prom. She...

she can't be gone. She has to be here.

So can you call her down

here so I can talk to her?

Are you implying that

I've lied to you?

No. No, no, no. Just... just that

there's apparently a misunderstanding.

Is there someone else that I can

talk to, like how about the driver?

- I mean, he must know her plans.

- I'm the limo driver.

What? How do you guard the

house and drive at the same...

It's none of your business what I do.

Now you need to leave.

You can do that the

easy or the hard way.

I strongly suggest the

easy way. Up to you.

Where you going?

Alex! Alex!

- Alex!

- Give him to me.

Alex, come outside!

Come outside right now!

I'm here to pick you up! Alex!

Okay. All right.

Alex! Alex, come outside!

Alex, I'm here to pick you up!

I have your corsage!

It's purple! It matches my tie! Alex!

- You okay?

- Yeah.

- No! Stop!

- What?

Sh*t. Sorry, honey.

I was just having a bad dream.

- Hey, wifey.

- Hi, hubby.

You're jet-lagged like you

went to Europe or something.

Look at that picture there.

Don't worry. One day, Lipnick's is

gonna have all the magazine ads.

I'm not talking about that one.

The one to the right of it.

That magazine went out of business.

They're gonna be gone within a month.

Can you stop talking about business?

I'm talking about family.

Of course. I'm talking

about family, too.

I am talking about

our family's... future.

I want to have twins

just like that...

one that looks like you and one that looks

like me. Identical twins are so boring.

I'm sorry.

What do you mean?

I kind of wasted your money, I think.

I don't think there's gonna be a deal.

But there are other companies

we're gonna go to.

I know a whole bunch of

people we can talk to.

Relax. You don't have to.

Let's just be happy

with what we have.

I missed you.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- How much?

- A lot.

Really?

Hey.

Evening, madam.

Welcome to Lipnick's. Table for two?

- Just one.

- Come with me.

Your waitress will be right with you.

- I suppose you're Dylan?

- Yeah. Have we met before?

Alex... Alex Birch.

Oh. Hi. It's so nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you, as well.

- Hey, Alex.

- Hi.

- Wow. What a surprise.

This is... this is my wife, Dylan.

Dylan, this is... Alex Birch.

- I got it.

- She's the C.E.O. of Girthan's...

- I am just an old high school classmate.

- Yeah. Mike told me.

Please make yourself

comfortable, and welcome.

Thank you.

She's beautiful.

Why'd you go to Fresco?

They're my main competitors.

I... I talked to, some of the...

some of the... some of my partners,

and... well, they were... they were

afraid of a conflict of interest.

Mike, cut the bullshit.

You don't trust me, do you?

What's this?

Proof of trust. Cash it

anytime you see a red flag.

So come by my office,

sign the contract,

and let's finalize this

deal once and for all.

Would you put that back in our pocket,

Mike? That's a lot of f***ing money.

By the way, I think I'm

really starting to like Alex.

You can't get a better proof

of trust than that check.

Okay. So what exactly do

you know about the divorce?

Nothing other than the fact

that she just had a rough time.

Okay, well, I heard differently

at the reunion last year.

Apparently, she dumped the guy after one

year and ended up with most of his money.

You know what? That's probably

just a lot of people talking smack.

You know, I don't really care, Mike.

I just want to know.

Is there anything between you two?

Dude, we all worked hard on this.

Damn it, Scott, are you not seeing the

frickin' value in a million-dollar check?

All those zer...

are you kidding me? Really?

You know what? I'm not letting this

come between us. I'm just returning it.

What? Can you... can I...

Just hold it one last time?

Hey. There will be plenty to

hold in the future, buddy.

F***!

You.

- Who are you, sir? You look familiar.

- Yeah, so do you.

You remind me of some a-hole back in

Punkton, Kansas, when I was a kid.

Oh, yeah, I remember you. Sorry, kid.

I mean "Sir." I was just

doing my job. Come on in.

You still pissed at me?

You know, if you'd have been

four inches shorter back then,

I would have taught you some manners.

You know, she was home that night.

- She lied to me?

- I lied.

She cried in her room for days, maybe

weeks. Baby girl was in some major pain.

Seems boss man had some sort of stick

up his ass about your family being too...

too common.

She doesn't like to receive greetings

on her birthday these days.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. Today's her birthday?

- You didn't know? Then why are you here?

Sh*t. I should've brought a gift.

- Holy sh*t.

- I know.

- Who else lives here with her?

- Just her. This way.

No hard feelings, sir?

Carry on.

Hi.

Happy birthday.

Thanks.

Why don't you come down to Lipnick's?

We'll make you a nice birthday meal.

I want to be alone, Mike.

I think I deserve that.

Oh, come on. Don't be like that.

Can you...

Never mind.

What?

Can you spare, like,

three hours for me?

No one else?

I promise... no business.

I didn't think so.

Okay.

What do you want to do?

Can you hear me?

- Now can you hear me?

- Yes, I can.

Holy cow!

- This was your husband's?

- No. It was my family's.

But it's mine now that

my dad's passed away.

Actually, I've got some clothes

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