In Lieu of Flowers Page #4

she gave Bobby a hug

and she gave me this look.

I don't know,

it's just this look

like she had

something on me, you know?

That was the only time really.

Did you ask him about it?

About a look?

Yeah, I just...

it was just probably

all in my head.

Why'd you ask me that?

What's up, dudes?

Hey handsome.

Tony, this is Rachel.

Rachel, this is my son, Tony.

I adopted him last month.

Hey, how are you?

Hi.

I thought you were

playing ball tonight?

There's some event

going on at the gym

so we got pushed back an hour.

F***in' kids.

Ugh, the worst.

What about you guys?

Little Sunday night

burger action?

More like hockey pucks

if this guy has his way.

Um, is there a bathroom

I can use?

Yes, upstairs

and through the kitchen.

- Thanks.

- Yeah.

Remember what I said.

Yeah, yeah.

She's cute.

So are you.

Reporters at a press conference

this morning that the body

of a prominent businessman

found late last night

in a parking lot

might be related to the robbery.

Thank you, Eddie.

Up next,

a helicopter is shot down

in what is now being reported

as the worst day

of U.S. casualties in 10 years.

Thirty Americans,

including twenty-two Navy SEALs

and an interpreter,

died early Saturday

when their Chinook helicopter

was shot down.

Dan Lichtenburg reports directly

from the Pentagon.

Melissa?

Hey, it's Eric.

Yeah, yeah, I know, I'm sorry

I haven't gotten back

to you sooner.

Yeah, well I can come by

later today.

Will you be around?

Yeah, I'm around this weekend

but I'd honestly

rather do it today

if that's okay with you.

Sure, that's totally fine.

Yeah, I still have my key.

Okay.

Thank you.

Can you believe it, dude?

She actually put

all my stuff in garbage bags.

Those aren't garbage bags.

They're recycling bags.

Ah!

Friday!

Yeah?

You have any plans this weekend?

Maybe.

Ow.

Hi.

Is Eric here?

Uh, no.

I'm not sure where he is.

Oh, okay, no big deal,

I just, um...

Do you want to come in and wait?

I'm not sure

how long he'll be but...

No, no, it's okay.

Just tell him that I'll see him

at the church tomorrow night.

- Church?

- Yeah, yeah.

The Lazarus Lives thing.

Oh, right.

Okay.

- Thanks.

- Sure.

Well, looks like

the cream worked.

By "worked" you mean

"burned like battery acid,"

then yeah.

Actually, that is what I meant.

Now I know the nitrogen

can sting too,

so it's probably best

to think about

something else

while I'm spraying.

I do.

That's good.

What do you think about?

I think about my girlfriend

having an orgasm

with somebody else.

And that makes the pain better?

Oh, hey.

I know skin is your thing

but I got this pain

along the top of my right foot.

It kinda came out of nowhere.

Well, as you say,

skin is my thing.

I know, just any idea

off the top of your head

what it could be?

Well, it could be anything,

it could be a break,

a tear, a sprain, anything.

Excuse me, Dr. Rice,

your daughter's here.

- Really?

- She's in room two.

Oh, thank you... oh, Lydia.

Mr. Battie

needs to see somebody

over in podiatry.

Could you call over and see

when they could squeeze him in?

Absolutely.

See you in a couple of weeks.

Can't wait.

Hi, sweetie.

Hi, Dad.

Well, look at you.

What's the occasion?

All right.

Thank you.

All right, she said that you

can head over there now

and they can squeeze you in.

Lydia, you do good work.

Don't worry,

I'm sure it's not a big deal.

Okay, this is the kid

they just brought up today.

I don't know anything

about this kid.

I scouted this kid,

he's on my minor league team

and they just brought him up.

I activated him today.

What do you mean

I'm not a scout?

I have a minor league team, I...

You work in the

financial district.

You don't even know

where the financial district is.

Sure I do.

Buzz?

Buzz Aldrin, is that you?

What an honor, sir.

Did you just get

back from the moon?

What in the world is that thing?

Called a foot cast, dummy.

For who, Paul Bunyan?

I'm just kidding man,

you can hardly notice it.

Well, why are you wearing it?

Because apparently,

I have a stress fracture.

A stress fracture?

What the hell is that?

Is it from all your stress?

Give me those shoulders.

What are you doing

to yourself, buddy?

Doctor says, it's brought on by

an excessive amount of exercise.

Apparently,

if I don't wear this,

I might wind up needing surgery.

Jesus.

How long do you

have to wear it for?

Three to six weeks.

Sounds like your body's

telling you to ease up, man.

Maybe give yourself a break.

Excuse me, ma'am.

Can we get a high-chair

for my friend here?

His bones haven't

formed yet actually.

Very brittle.

So, I'm out of options.

I've been waiting

to hear back from you

but no luck and now

I have to leave this

on your machine

like I'm, I don't know,

Publishers Clearing House

or something.

Rach, Josh and I

are getting married.

He asked me a couple weeks ago.

I wanted to tell you

on the phone,

if not in person, but I just...

You're getting married?

Ha!

She lives.

I just...

Oh, my God!

Congratulations!

...experience bereavement

in any number of ways.

The most important thing

to remember

is that it is not your place...

So, how was the moon?

Sorry, has everyone

been doing that to you lately?

No, you're the first one.

I can't even be annoyed

because I started the trend.

I got married first

and they all came to my wedding

and then,

I skipped all of theirs.

Why?

They weren't just my friends

and to them,

it's like everything

from before Bobby died,

never happened,

like the person I was

doesn't even exist anymore.

Does she?

That can't be the only thing

that defines who I am.

It can't be.

But, Carrie,

she is such a good friend.

So, tell her how you feel.

How do you tell someone

that you've been good friends

with for 10 years

who has never done a bad thing

to you in her life

that you've avoided hanging out

with her because you're afraid

it will make you feel weird.

Well, I could tell her for you.

I mean,

if you give me her number,

I will straighten

that girl out right quick.

When's the wedding anyway?

October.

Oh, do you have to go?

Well, she asked me

to be her maid of honor.

Well, maybe you

could compromise?

Maybe you could DJ or valet,

can you drive a stick?

You're a huge help

you know that?

Okay, okay.

I mean, October

is like five months away.

It's plenty of time

to mentally prepare yourself.

Actually, I kind of

offered to have them

and a few other people

over to my place

next week to celebrate

their engagement.

Well, that was nice of you.

Yeah, well, you know,

it seems selfish

to have a place on the water

and never let

your friends take advantage.

Plus this way,

if you lose your sh*t

and you burn the place down,

at least you're insured.

Yeah.

It's actually next Sunday.

So, I won't be at the meeting.

Well, Jules will be crushed,

but I'll break it to her gently.

Do you need any... any help?

Any backup?

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