
Girl Most Likely Page #6
Hello?
I don't want to get weighed down.
No. I got to keep light on my toes.
All right, don't forget
to be careful, Bubba.
Somebody should tell
those Romanians that.
I'll make you something for later.
What do you want?
Turkey cheese? Huh?
Extra mayo?
- Yeah.
- Be careful, Bubba.
Where's he going?
Ralph, you know you can't ask that, honey.
It's a secret mission.
- He's going to have sex with another woman.
- Oh!
Don't start with me!
Mom, the guy is a compulsive liar.
You really believe all that CIA sh*t?
I mean, he told us
he's a time-traveling samurai.
George doesn't lie. He's just lived a
life so exciting it sounds made up.
That's because it is!
Imogene. Um, can I...
He doesn't lie. He never lied to me.
Are you doing anything today?
Uh, I don't know. Why?
I was just wondering if you could help me
with my ultimate... My ultimate plan.
- What? Ultimate plan?
- Yeah, this.
That's me, okay?
- This is gonna be you.
- Uh-huh.
And you're gonna do it?
You'll do it. Okay. Great, great. Okay.
That's her.
That's her right there.
That's her. Don't look. Don't look.
Don't look.
Back at me.
We're a good pair, right?
Are you sure this is going to work?
What if she finds out we're related?
How would that happen?
What if she sees a photograph?
I'll cut out your face.
Imogene! Look, I'll give you $20.
No,no,no,no.
Just give it to me later.
Are you going now?
You're going right now?
Okay.
Hi.
Hey-
Can I help you?
Um, yeah, Ralph Duncan
referred me to you.
- Oh, yeah?
- He said to check out
your glitter expression.
That's sweet of him.
Hey-
Do you want a demonstration?
Oh, I don't...
Do you want to look around?
Peruse. No pressure.
So, do you want to
know how I know Ralph?
What? Are you guys,
like, related or something?
Ew! Ugh!
Gross. I'm so attracted to him.
That's why I'm saying that,
because that'd be creepy.
Oh. So did you guys hook up?
No.
- Though I've prayed about it. Many times.
- Mmm-hmm.
Had graphic fantasies.
Real graphic stuff.
You know, he gave me crabs.
Oh, you trying to make me jealous?
- No, not like those crabs.
- No, I know.
Come see.
Right. Yeah. Uh-huh.
Oh, yeah. Cute.
So, do you know what you want
your glitter expression to be,
or do you want me to do an assessment?
Oh, um...
What is a glitter expression, exactly?
You see, I like to think of glitter
as your alter-ego shining through.
It's like a sparkly expression
of who you are on the inside.
Oh. I never thought of it like that.
Like, for instance, on my boyfriend,
he's really into the Jets, right?
So he always has me
paint one on his face.
You have a boyfriend?
Yeah. Jason DelPino.
- Why, you know him?
- No. No.
Right, so since you don't know what
you want your glitter expression to be,
I'm just gonna
absorb your energy for a second,
and that way I
can paint something that best describes
who you are on the inside.
Oh, I can just get the cupcake.
Imogene, that
doesn't make any sense.
Allyson, she talks to
me when we're at work.
And one time she even asked me
if I thought she looked hot.
I bet if she didn't have a
boyfriend she'd be into it.
If she really liked me,
she would have an affair.
Maybe Allyson isn't the kind of person
who can recognize and appreciate
how special and unique you are.
She's the only girl I know besides Mom.
Well, maybe it's time you start thinking
about going farther than the boardwalk.
Having new experiences,
and meeting people
with whom you share things in common.
What kind of people
would I share things in common with?
Maybe Jacques Cousteau
has a granddaughter or something.
I don't know off the top of my head,
but all I'm saying is
there's a whole world
out there that you've never experienced.
You really think it's
worth experiencing?
Sometimes.
So now, our next group
really got it goin' on!
The original American superstars.
The... The... The... The...
Backstreet Boys!
My homeboys. The Backstreet Boys.
Hey-
I can't believe you made it.
What did you think?
Um...
it was fun. it was fun.
You look so different with makeup on.
Well, that's good, I think.
I wouldn't want a face that looks like
I'm wearing makeup all the time, right?
Um, listen, seriously,
thank you so much for coming.
I really appreciate it.
the head-count up to like 19.
Which is pretty cool.
Yeah. No problem. I owed you one.
So now we're even forever.
Forever.
Hey, Lee. Are you coming out with us?
Maybe.
I hope so.
Hey-
Okay, were Britney Spears
and Christina Aguilera the same person?
Yeah, they totally were.
I knew it!
So, what do you, uh, feel like doing?
Um, well, I'm probably
just gonna head back
and try to find my dad some more...
It's like 11:
00, you sure about that?You should come out with us.
Oh, gosh, that sounds like fun.
But I really should head back.
And I don't want my mom to worry.
Wow.
That's really sad,
because you're a writer and that's the
best excuse you can come up with.
All right, look, to be honest,
I don't really feel like going out.
And in addition to that, I don't drink,
and you and I
don't really know each other well enough
to determine whether we would even have
fun in a social setting together.
And, we're practically
from different generations.
You're right. No, you're
right, I agree with you there.
I mean, God forbid we went out and I
said something that was really lame
and you felt embarrassed for me,
and we had nothing to talk about.
- It'd be messy.
- Yeah.
I mean, I'm not being negative,
I'm just saying the
possibility certainly exists,
and for us not to
acknowledge that would be reckless.
No, I agree. I think
it would be reckless.
I think if we did that we'd probably
be taking like a gigantic risk.
- For sure.
- I agree.
Okay.
See you later.
But the thing about that is,
um, I don't give a sh*t.
I'm sorry this place is so loud,
but that's a good sign.
All my friends are here.
Hey!
- You wanna dance?
- No, thank you!
Hey
Well, well.
Look who finally made it.
All right, so this is Nick, that's Lucy,
Charlotte, Antonio, Sherry and Veronica.
Guys, this is Imogene.
- Hello.
- Yo!
Oh, my God.
I think my mom had that same vest!
Cool.
So, how do you guys know each other?
Uh, through her family.
Oh, is she, like, your aunt?
No.
Do you want a drink?
Charlotte, you guys want a drink?
You want a water, soda, something?
Pellegrino.
Hey, Lee, I'll take another
Jack and Coke now,
and I'll get you back later.
You know, I'm gonna have
a Long Island Iced Tea, too.
- A large.
- Oh.
I thought that you didn't drink?
Come on, man. You heard
what the lady said.
Get her some alcohol.
Yeah, you heard what the lady said.
Get me some alcohol.
Um... Okay, great.
All right.
This place has crazy lights.
I feel like I'm on fire,
but my thoughts are really slow.
How do you make it stop?
Drink more.
Okay, let's go dance. Come on.
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