How to Be Single Page #5
Michelle is
(CHUCKLES)
I didn't expect
for this to happen.
I just...
I stopped comparing
everyone to you
and then I met
someone pretty great.
Yeah, I can see that.
Alice. All right.
(CLEARS THROAT) I'm gonna go.
Okay. (SNIFFLES)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(SOOTHING MUSIC PLAYING)
You need to move on.
Fine.
Uh, no going backwards,
only forwards.
You can't sleep with Tom again.
Well, then, we're gonna
have to start going
to a different bar, girlfriend.
No, you'll be fine,
just don't hit your
drink number with him.
What's my drink number?
In every male-female
friendship,
there's a total
number of drinks
and if you hit that, it means
you will definitely have sex.
So, how many drinks does it
take to get you wasted?
Two and a half,
but maybe three, if I've eaten.
Three.
Okay, and Tom's is eight.
So, you can't hit eleven drinks
between the two of you.
Okay.
Not one for you, 10 for him.
Not six for him, five for you.
If I had more than five drinks,
I'd hook up with you.
What?
I wouldn't even touch
myself on less than 24.
That's...
What are you doing? Stop.
What is that? Stop.
(SCREAMS)
Oh, my God.
I thought that was gonna be boiling hot.
You have LTRP.
Oh, my God. I do?
Yeah.
Tom gave it to me. For sure.
Wait. What's LTRP?
Long-Term Relationship P*ssy.
You really need
to get that taken care of.
What do you mean?
I barely have any hair.
It's like you dropped
your hairbrush
I could make dreadlocks with that
bush and form a reggae band.
It's like Gandalf
(MIMICS GANDALF)
You've ruined
so many things for me.
(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)
(SIGHS)
(PEOPLE TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
Hi.
Hi. What are you here for?
Um, I am here to finally
put myself out there.
Like, in a real way. You know?
Not just physically,
but, like, emotionally.
Yeah.
Uh, no, I was asking
what event are you here for?
Oh, um...
Oh, my God.
The Wesleyan Alumni
Networking Event.
Cool.
(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)
Oh, I'm sorry.
Sorry, sorry.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God, we're...
I wanna see your
peacock, cock, cock
Your peacock, cock
Your peacock, cock, cock
Your peacock
Word on the street
You got somethin'
to show me, me
Magical, colorful,
myster-mystery-eeh
I'm intrigued for a peek
Heard it's fascinating
Come on baby let me see
What you hidin' underneath
Hey. Get back over there,
you're screwing up
the harmonies.
(BOTH CHUCKLING)
I'm David Stone,
nice to meet you.
Hi. Hey, I'm Alice.
Alice...
Kepley. Kepley.
It's not as good as "Stone."
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Do you want one of
my business cards?
Or maybe 400 of them, so you
could tile your bathroom?
Well, what's on them?
Um, my Social Security Number,
my mom's maiden name,
my ATM PIN.
That's what
goes on these, right?
Absolutely, the essentials.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
What do you do?
Um, I'm a paralegal.
Okay. At Brown, Light
and Finkelstein.
Is that, uh, 144 Wall Street?
Yeah.
Yeah, I have the building
right next door.
You "have" the building?
Like, in
Uh, no. Um, I don't
"have" the building,
I kind of own it. Oh.
There's no way to
make that sound right.
I'm a developer,
so, it's not just me.
It's like a group
of people, but...
That's like a real-ass job, man.
Yeah, I know, it's the worst.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Oh, your team.
We really need to
work on our repertoire.
Are you kidding me? This is my jam!
Is it?
Yeah, this is like my top 13th
favorite song of all time.
(LAUGHS) (PHONE RINGING)
Oh, I'm sorry,
it's my daughter.
Oh, yeah, no, totally. Me, too.
I mean, I'm a...
I'm a daughter.
It was great to meet you.
(CHUCKLES)
Bye. Yeah.
Your peacock, cock, cock
Your peacock
(CLEARS THROAT)
I wanna see
your peacock, cock
MEG:
Okay, 30 more seconds.Twenty-seven.
It said three to
10 minutes, is that right?
I'm doing this in solidarity.
Guys. Mine's positive.
What? What?
Wait.
I'm taking a drug test. Is
that what you guys are doing?
No. No.
(BEEPING)
(LAUGHING)
I'm... (LAUGHING)
You're pregnant.
I'm pregnant.
It's all right, don't worry.
We'll take care of it.
I mean, "Yes!"
ALICE:
You're pregnant!We're pregnant!
I'm not pregnant!
I'm on drugs!
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
I found my peanut!
This is Paul.
Hey.
He has so many teeth.
(LAUGHS)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
What up, office fools?
It's time for Secret Santa!
Who's ready to reach
into my cleave of wonders
and win themselves a prize?
Doris, I'm coming
to you first, baby.
Whoa! It is a hole-puncher!
You have won
Kathy's credit card.
Let's go, dance circle!
Bridget, come on
in here, you slut!
How many sliders does it take
What?
How many little burgers does it
take to make a whole burger?
(SNORTS) You're crazy.
Don't call me crazy.
Don't ever call
Okay. All right.
Not ever. Never.
Okay.
How many little meats
make up a whole big meat?
I don't know, maybe four?
I've had seven.
Eight. I meant eight.
Is it four, or is it eight?
It's eight, or more.
Everyone knows that.
Who told you that?
The slider guy.
Please blink,
so I know you're in there.
I'm sorry. (EXHALES) God.
I just have blood pumping
through my body
in an uncomfortable way
and it feels like it's all
accumulating right here.
that in my workplace.
I need a man.
A man?
I don't know...
I don't know what's happening.
It's, like, the hormones
or something.
Actually, the new guy has sort
of been checking you out.
Which one? He's...
Did you get it? No.
All right. He's like...
Right over there.
No. No. Why?
Because he's too young.
All young guys want to
do is have sex all day.
All I need is just
a quick 10 minutes,
and then a really long nap.
How old is that
little niblet, anyway?
Like, twenty-f... Seven?
The only reason a guy like
that would ever talk to me
is to get a prescription
for medical marijuana.
So, no.
Yeah, he's totally wanting it.
Wait, he might be
going to the food.
Don't look over there.
No, he's coming.
He's here.
Just saw you looking
at me over there.
I thought I'd come over,
say "What's up."
Hmm. Or...
(CHUCKLES)
Oh, my God, did I misread that?
(STUTTERS) Were you not...
Were you just talking about...
Um, did you not
want me to come over?
Hey, I'm Ken.
Hmm. (CHUCKLES)
You must be Alice's sister.
Um, do you want a drink? No.
Can I get you...
I had a lot of
drinks earlier today.
(CLICKS TONGUE) (EXHALES)
Have you heard anything
about an after-party?
Or even, like,
another part of this party?
Because this feels like
a longer day at work, than...
Oh, my God, am I boring you?
Is that... Are you
trying not to yawn?
Mmm-mmm. That's just your face?
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