Something New Page #7
The reason you haven't
heard from me is 'cause...
well, to be honest,
I felt stupid.
I should have just
listened to you that day.
All you needed was a shoulder,
not another critic.
I don't know where
my head was that day.
I had a guy walk off the job, and I
guess I was feeling a little frustrated.
Kenya. I really do.
And we can talk. We can
talk about whatever you like.
I may not always relate, but
I can promise I'll empathize.
Can you trust that?
'Cause it'd be a terrible shame to let
something so superficial get in our way.
Just give up because
it's challenging sometimes.
I mean, aren't we both
up to the challenge?
Kenya, I love you.
I don't know
what to say.
Should I give you a hint?
Look, I met someone else.
It's not like I went out looking
or anything. It just happened.
Let me guess.
He's black?
It is not only that.
We have more in common.
A suit-and-tie guy?
Yeah.
Let's go, Max.
Come on, let's go.
I didn't mean for this
to happen.
Don't worry. We were just...
We were just hanging out, right?
Right.
Look, I'll put the check for
the landscaping in the mail.
No, don't. Don't.
Take care.
You got to keep everything loose.
Got to keep your knees loose.
Keep your hips loose.
Keep everything loose.
Like that, all right?
What does this have to
do with hitting the ball?
This is how you gotta get the
motion. You gotta get the feel.
Know what I'm saying? Bounce
with me. Bounce with it.
Look at that. Look at that.
There you go, girl.
Keep your knees loose.
Three things.
There's the back swing.
There's the contact.
And then
there's the follow-through.
Now follow through,
let me see how you do that.
Like that.
Good. All right, you got it.
Okay.
This is great, right?
Thank you. You're doing
We're supposed to do this.
Hey, little man.
Thank you.
No, it's for you.
Oh, for me?
Yeah.
This is Leah's family synagogue,
right? Yeah, I guess so.
You need to
get a yarmulke.
Kenya.
Hello.
This is Penelope, Kenya.
You're Penelope.
It's nice to meet you.
I love your dress.
Thanks.
Oh, I'm sorry. This is...
This is Mark.
Brian.
How are you doing?
Hi.
So, you two got back
together. That's nice.
Yeah.
Well, it's good
to see you.
Okay, maybe I should
call a doctor.
No, no. It's nothing.
My asthma just comes back at the
oddest times. That's all. It'll pass.
Okay, what is this about?
Is this about Brian?
Brian? No, no, no.
But can you believe, he had the nerve
to show up with that white woman?
Last time I checked,
Brian was white, too.
And it is over, right? You
broke up with him, right?
Okay, you know what, guys? Maybe
we shouldn't talk about this here...
'cause this is
a rabbi's study.
I don't think it's too cool
for us to be in here.
Look, girl, pull it together.
Don't let Mark see you like this.
How could he?
It was so easy for him to just get
back with her like it was nothing.
Aren't you forgetting
something? You've got a man, too.
A fine, successful,
black man. Okay?
You're right. What am I
saying? Mark's wonderful.
Mark is fine.
Yes.
He's your IBM, right?
Right. Right.
I mean, let's get real here, okay.
Brian is cute and all that,
but he is a white boy.
Oh, come on, Kenya, please!
I mean, were you really gonna
go the distance?
Honestly?
Be honest with yourself.
You always get in your own
way. This is what you do.
You've got a lot of nerve talking
about going the distance...
screwing married men!
Okay, okay. Enough.
What happened to "Let
go, let flow?" Good luck.
Wait, wait, wait.
I'm sorry.
It's fine.
It is true though, girl.
Go deal with them demons.
Look, it's not about
going the distance. Okay?
'Cause you guys said that Walter
and I weren't gonna make it.
And we tighter than ever.
Kenya, I don't know what your
problem is, girl, but Mark is a catch.
And if you don't know what to do
with him, girl, pass him on to me...
'cause I will show you
what to do with him.
give him a shitload of babies.
Black, ashy babies.
Our Sunday dinners have been a tradition
since our first year of marriage.
Right, Edmond?
Right, Joyce.
It's the only day I'm
guaranteed a home-cooked meal.
So, Mark, I understand your
father owns an insurance brokerage.
That's bedrock.
So your parents, how long
have they been married?
Baby, you wanna ask him for
his social security number, too?
It's just a question.
Forty-five years.
They're my role models.
Oh, how sweet!
Next year
we will celebrate our 35th.
Dr. McQueen is
the adventurer...
and I am, how should I say...
the voice of reason.
It's a good balance.
He's always encouraging me
to try new things...
and of course, I'm always
saying, "No, thank you."
I had to show them who's
boss. You know what I mean?
Hell yes, I do.
So did Lauren happen to Lana? And
who's lined up to happen to Lauren?
The last girl I was with, her name was
Luna. Yeah, and Lauren did happen to her.
And Lauren might actually be the
one. Check out her stats. She's fine.
She is an optician,
and she owns her own place.
The odds are definitely
in her favor.
Stats?
Stats.
Is that how you decide to have
a relationship with someone?
I'm just trying to keep up
with you, big sis.
Mark is a great move.
You did good. You did.
Mrs. McQueen,
you'll like this story.
I convinced your daughter
to go out with me...
by suggesting she
accompany me house-hunting.
I told her I needed the
accountant's perspective, now.
What I did not tell her
was as a tax lawyer myself...
I already knew the numbers.
Yeah. Yeah, that's me.
They call me the numbers man.
But can you blame me?
You gotta use what you got.
Mark, that is so cute.
Thank you.
And if things
keep going well...
in six months from now, who
knows what we'll be celebrating.
Right, Kenya?
Oh, my God.
Oh, Mark.
Oh, my! Oh, my God!
Let's just forget the coffee
and pop some champagne.
Oh, my God!
You know...
I love that picture of you, at
your folks, with the long hair.
You know which one?
You should let it grow.
I can't.
I can't do this.
Kenya, Kenya, Kenya.
Am I going too fast?
Kenya, wait, wait, wait.
Kenya. Hey, come on. I'll put
you in the guest room, all right?
If you're not ready, it's all right.
It's all right. I understand. No pressure.
In fact, I will... I will wait
for you as long as you want.
Okay, I'll drive you home.
No, I'll drive myself.
Why?
I can't do this.
You're a great guy.
Perfect.
But this just isn't
right for me.
I hope you understand.
Wait, was it something I said?
Something I did?
No, not at all. You've
been wonderful. It's me.
I'm just looking
for something.
I don't know what it is,
really, but it's not here.
Just like that.
I'm sorry.
Sh*t. Sh*t.
Sh*t.
I'm so stupid.
Maybe I just made the
biggest mistake of my life.
He was fine and smart.
But there was no fizzle.
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