The Sweeter Side of Life Page #4

You just managed to insult half of Paddy's

best customers in one fell swoop.

- Well, they deserved it.

- Oh, maybe,

but your father didn't.

You know how happy he is

to have you home now?

He's really missed you.

I know.

I've missed him, too.

I tried to get back to visit.

It's been five years.

You can't have tried very hard.

But no matter.

Paddy would give you the world if he could.

And despite

their misguided ways,

those people in there

just wanted to help you, too.

It's what folk do around here.

They help each other.

And instead of being grateful,

you strut around with

your Fifth Avenue attitude

and your lousy work ethic.

If you just looked around

you might realize

that Paddy can't even afford

the job he's given you.

What?

I had no idea.

Because you didn't

bother asking.

Dad?

Yeah?

How are things going here?

Oh, fine. Why?

I was just going over

your numbers, and-

Here, try that.

- Huh.

- Mm!

Um...

It's not looking good.

You do a decent business

in the morning,

but the rest of the day,

it's absolutely dead.

- What about that potato bread?

- It's delicious.

Needs a tad more sea salt.

- You think so?

- Yeah.

Oh, maybe, maybe a touch.

I'm talking about the future

of Paddy's Bakery here.

I keep tellin' him.

We need to modernize. Don't I, Mr. P?

I'm too old to be modern.

Maybe we could put a little

sitting area out front.

We could jazz up

the place a little bit.

We could offer

designer coffees.

My cousin's got a used

cappuccino machine he's selling.

I could get it for a steal.

- Perfect!

- What y'all need to do is get

some new tunes, man,

for us young people.

- Great idea.

- Whoa. Wait a minute.

I don't know about that.

Come on, Daddy.

I can make this work.

Let me show you what I learned at that

expensive university you paid for.

I promise you,

I won't steer you wrong.

Oh. Oh, well, maybe.

Well, all right.

Yes!

I got it.

- Yes!

- Yeah.

- Delicious.

- Ha ha! Whoo!

Ow! Mm, one second.

Oh!

I broke a nail. I don't believe it!

You want me to call someone?

Oh. You again.

Hi.

Hi.

We never formally met.

I'm Benny.

Benny.

As in Benoit's.

Oh, and you're the chef.

Yes.

And the owner?

Yeah.

Well, technically speaking,

the place belongs to my family.

My mother's French,

my father's English.

My mother's

eccentric great-uncle

decided to build a chateau

in the middle of New Jersey.

No one else in the family wanted to

restore it, but I did, so here I am.

In good old Flemington.

I take it you prefer Manhattan.

How do you know that?

Well, it's a small town.

Can I get you something?

Uh, yeah, yeah.

I just came to, um,

settle my account for the month.

Hmm.

Would you like a receipt?

Yes, please.

That's a lot of baguettes.

What I'd really like

is your phone number.

What?

Oh, uh, hi, Benny.

Hi, Paddy.

So?

I don't have a number.

My phone was killed by a taxi

in front of a five-star hotel,

but even if I, if I...

if I did,

I am in a transitional state

and emotionally unavailable at this time.

Well, in that case,

I'll just take the receipt.

Au revoir.

Yeah, I don't even know

what that means.

You can come out now.

Yeah, well, we were just, uh...

Just keep walking.

- Let's go see what Moe's up to.

- Keep walking.

Yep, I'm walking. Walking.

Wait a minute.

Don't you have a good

Irish jig or something-

Oh. Little cakes! Hey.

- Want to taste?

- Oh, please.

Wow. Mm.

Mm. Whoa.

Oh, oh, that's good.

I taste real vanilla bean.

- Yep. My mother's recipe.

- Ah.

But a mini version.

Beautiful. Thank you.

It was a Tuesday

It was 'bout two weeks ago

We went along a rocky

flower-coated mountain road

He spun me 'round

so fast-

Excuse me.

Sorry about that.

We're still working

on our playlist.

Well, I would take

that one off.

Yeah, I agree.

How can I help you?

You can tell me how to

get back on the turnpike.

I can.

What do you think, Francine?

I prefer Jay-Z.

You'll see the entrance

on the left.

Thank you.

You're a lifesaver.

And take one of these

for the road.

To make up

for the music assault.

What a cute idea.

They're new. I thought

I'd call them paddycakes.

Great name.

Thank you.

Great dress. Gaultier?

You know your designers.

It was a weakness of mine.

Thanks again.

Here we go.

A little something

by The Midnite Snacks.

- It's nice, right?

- Yeah.

Uhhuh.

Ah. Okay.

Hey, come on.

Yeah!

It's Friday night

in my neighborhood

Me and my boys

gonna make it last

We got some money

'cause we just got paid

It's time to hit it hard

and time to play

Okay.

It's funny!

Oh, God. Ah.

Uh, notice anything different?

Oh, wow!

You look great!

- For you, handsome. That's right.

- Oh, a new cap!

- Check it out!

- These are tight.

- What do you think?

- Oh, no, those are good.

It's a good life

It's a good life

It's a good life

It's a good life

It's a good life

It's a good life

For me, for you

It's a good life

It's a good life

It's a good life

It's a good life

It's a good life

It's true

Come on.

We got work to do, boys.

- Bye!

- Bye!

That's a foofie cup.

I know. Coffee

just tastes better in a cup like this.

Oh, good grief.

Hi.

Hi there.

Nice painting.

Thanks.

Nice, uh, nice tray.

Thanks.

So, how's everything

going at the bakery?

Great, great.

I hear you're

selling cappuccinos now.

Yeah.

And, um, something

called a paddycake?

Uh-huh.

I still can't call you, can I?

- No.

- I didn't think so.

Uh-oh.

- Uh-oh.

- Paddy.

Give me a hand, would ya?

- It's stuck.

- Oh, not again.

This joint is jumpin'!

You're gonna love it.

Really good.

Here you go. Tell me

how you like it. Okay?

It's all good stuff there.

Flavor of the day

is passion fruit. Few of those?

Must be the music.

Hey, Mr. Kerrigan.

Hi, Eddie.

Desiree, I am really sorry about

botching the meeting with Wade.

Hmm.

Would you accept this free phone

that I got with my rollover minutes

as a peace offering?

Yes.

Thanks, Eddie.

- Of course I forgive you.

- Hey.

Hey, guys.

It's Friday night.

So what are we all doing, huh?

Come on, baby!

Yes!

Whoohoo!

You still got it, Dad.

Go on, Eddie.

Give her a crack.

- Okay.

- Come on, Eddie.

Calvin, Hobbes,

watch and learn.

Oh. Oh!

Chicken cacciatore!

Oh!

Dad.

So how come you didn't

ask Francine to come out?

Francine? Uh, uh...

She's busy.

Come on.

Well...

Sweetheart, I, uh...

I'm just not ready yet.

Sure you are.

You just don't know it.

At least try to go out

on one casual date.

Uh...

Listen. Let me make

a deal with you, okay?

Okay.

I will if you will.

- Yeah?

- All right. You have a deal.

Okay.

There's Benny.

- Go on.

- Oh.

- No.

- Come on, now. A deal's a deal.

Go ahead. Go on!

Hi!

- Oh.

- Oh.

Sorry, I...

Sorry to startle you.

No, not at all.

It's nice to see you

out and about.

Yeah, I live to bowl.

Here's my number.

Hey, Benny!

Hey, Cat.

- Nice to see you.

- You, too.

Hi.

Desiree, this is Cat.

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