Slightly Single in L.A. Page #8

I've kept Zach at arm's length.

You are so afraid of getting hurt

that you end up picking guys

that have absolutely no substance.

Hey...

Am I gonna live the rest of my life...

with guys like... this?

Just to... avoid someone... real?

No. Hell no!

I'm ready to change.

If I get... one more chance...

I won't screw it up... again.

If I just get one more... chance.

I'll be right there.

What are you doing here?

I wanted to come by and talk.

Look, I think we've done enough talking.

I'm really not interested in talking

with you.

I just wanted to say that I understand

that this isn't gonna work.

You and I, that is.

Ok.

Why did you hang out with me?

Because I don't want to be rude when

you show up to my house unannounced.

Like, like right now.

And you're like a tiger.

And... you throw yourself at me,

and I don't have someone

to blame right now...

but you're the best I can come up

with on the fly.

Why aren't you with Dale?

You're not the typical Hollywood guy,

and she needs someone real like that.

Look, I really don't know

what to say to that.

Dale made it pretty clear that

she's not interested in me.

You guys just have something

between you two.

I've seen guys come in

and out of her life.

But I've never seen her

be as comfortable and happy

as she is when she's with you.

Whatever she's going through

please don't give up on her, Zach.

Just let her work it out.

I'm sorry if I hurt you.

I never meant to do that.

You didn't. I hurt myself.

I just gotta open my eyes

a little wider next time.

Can we maybe um, hang out just like

be friends and stuff?

Yeah, I don't see why not.

That'd be good.

Ok.

Good night.

Can we hang out right now maybe?

I don't think that would

be a very good idea.

Maybe I can just come in.

Not good.

Right. Yeah.

No, no, no, no. You don't understand.

She wants yellow roses. Not red.

Ok, bye.

Hey.

Sounds like we got here just in time.

How can we help, maid of honor?

I am so late. Talk to Seven.

I'll be right back.

Hello.

3... 2, 1.

My keys. Thank you.

3... 2, 1.

And the picture.

Oh, thanks.

I'm gonna follow her.

Make sure she makes it all the way

to the elevator and out the front door.

Today's the big day!

Ok, so the funny thing about pantyhose

is, there isn't a... tag.

How do you tell which way...

is the front?

You really can't with these things.

Hi.

Is there a beautiful bride in here?

Oh, look at you. Nice suit.

Oh, shut up.

You're the one who looks beautiful.

It's your day.

Gosh.

Becca, what the hell are you doing?

No. You're not wearing pantyhose.

It's hot. Take them off.

No. Ridiculous.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, my god. Where have you been?

We just wanted to make sure everything

was set up, you know,

perfectly at the reception

and the dinner, and it's great.

Wow.

You look amazing.

You look like a princess.

What's wrong?

Don't cry.

It's just, I've dreamed

about this day my whole life.

Since my first communion. Is that weird?

No, hon.

We've all been dreaming about

our own weddings.

Now that I'm here

this doesn't feel right.

Everything will work out as it... should.

The future kind of has a funny way

of doing that.

You just have to wait

and see how it all unfolds.

Deep breath.

Yeah. Take a deep breath.

Hey. Wait. Picture.

No. No pictures.

Ok.

Oh... you know you love it.

Ooh, you like that?

Huh, what about here?

Oh, work it. Work it.

You better tag me in all these photos.

Ok, I like that.

Oh.

Hey.

No, seriously. I can't find Drew.

I'm sure he's just finishing

getting ready.

Seven, you ever think about marriage?

Do I ever think about marriage?

To who, you?

No. Never.

No.

Do you ever think about, you know

having a family. Kids?

Yeah, I mean I want to.

Do you ever think about marrying a guy?

Maybe.

If they ever make it legal.

Or if I ever move to Canada.

Right.

What about you, Dale?

Do you ever want to get married?

Excuse me, Dale?

Hi.

We're gonna close the front doors now.

Uh, can we get a picture please?

Uh, sure.

Princess... picture pants here

she loves taking photos.

It's a wedding gift.

Especially of hot guys.

No, I'm just kidding.

Uh-huh. Uh-huh. I like it. Mm-hmm.

Um... are they ready?

Uh, I think so just give us two seconds.

I'll go get Drew.

- Do one shirtless.

- Ok.

Hey, we ready?

No.

What do you mean no?

Well... we're waiting on Drew.

Ah, so typical.

Drew left no explanation with anyone.

I guess he felt he didn't need to since

he never actually asked Jill

to marry him in the first place.

But as difficult and embarrassing

as the day was for Jill, deep down,

I don't think she was surprised.

You can't push a guy into marriage like

that and then expect a happy outcome.

Perhaps at one point Drew did love her.

He just forgot why.

What now?

Do you want to go get

some pepperoni pizza?

Honey, I think she needs something a

little bit stiffer than a pizza.

How about a double Jack

on the rocks, huh?

Uh, excuse me, Jill, I...

I just want to let you know that

my confessional is open all week long.

I'll be there if you need to speak

about anything or talk,

get things off your mind.

And I um... I don't mean to have

to do this.

It's kind of required.

This is a crisis prevention helpline

if you need to talk to somebody

about anything.

And this is a poison control.

Probably might need that. I don't know.

The good news is we have singles night

on Tuesdays down in the basement.

We like to dance around.

It's a lot of fun.

I married the church

but I dance and look.

And if anyone has lifestyle changes

they might want to reconsider,

they can just, oh, come to my office.

Thank you, Father.

You're welcome. Thank you.

That's not him.

He's gone.

Let's go see mommy and daddy.

Ok.

Look, Katie. It's a bride! It's a bride!

Come on!

I'm gonna be a bride one day, too.

This is what my dress is gonna

look like.

Like it?

Yes. Very pretty.

Thanks.

Today's my first communion.

Hey, my veil is the same as yours.

Oh, you're right.

It is.

You're very pretty.

Thank you.

Are you the boy?

Yes.

You don't look as pretty as the bride.

Bye. Bye.

Story of my life.

Ok.

Come on.

Hey, are you waiting for them?

If you could give us a ride

I'll make it worth your while.

Listen, Dale. I'm too tired to drive.

Will you drive my car home?

Seven...

Ok.

Boy schmoy.

Dale.

Catch.

Hey.

Hey.

No more douchebag boyfriends

semi relationships,

and keeping people at an emotional

arms length.

I just wanted to say-

No, wait.

Sure, I'm putting myself at risk again.

But I'm finally ready to face an

uncertain but promising future.

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