Previously on Lipstick Jungle...
Griffin, I'm open to a discussion on editorial matters,
but in the future, I'd prefer not to be
chastised in front of my colleagues.
Nico, with all due respect, I know you wanted this job, but you didn't get it. I did.
My judgment has made hundreds of millions for this company.
Which is why it's not easy to let you go.
Excuse me?
Thing that I want to tell you.
I'm over you, Joe.
So stop playing these little games with me
and move on with your life.
Please listen. Listen.
I know how much you loved that job, okay?
Sweetie, I'm here for you, come on.
Come here. No, come here. Come here.
Joe!
Victory.
What do you mean, you're not a Halloween person?
I love Halloween, one of the best nights of the year.
Oh, come on. It's just an excuse for women to dress up like sluts
and for men to wear makeup without their masculinity questioned.
And there goes my Jack Sparrow idea.
I think that Halloween gives people license to not act like themselves,
and, I don't know, it just irritates me.
So what do you do? Just erase October 31st off the calendar?
No, I ignore it, and I focus on the holidays that I enjoy, like Christmas.
You ski?
I snowboard.
Have you ever been to Aspen?
No.
I would love to take you to this resort that my travel editors raved about.
It's this hotel in the side of the mountain.
Ski in, ski out, four-star restaurant.
Sounds great, but a little pricey for me.
I guess I could pick up a catering shift.
Well, don't worry about it. Okay?
Shane.
Shane?
Shane, honey?
Hey, honey, where's your dad?
He left for a business trip.
Already? Without saying goodbye?
Oh, yeah, he said to say goodbye.
Too close.
Honey, these are beautiful.
So, Taylor and his buddy, they don't want to be firemen anymore.
They want to be pirates.
You volunteered to sew costumes?
Please, come on. What takes you 15 minutes will take me 15 years.
Taylor will have to wear it to his prom.
Please?
What did you do before me?
I had a wife. He made the costumes.
Where are you going? You don't need to do it right now.
Honey? Maya!
You outsource to me, I outsource to Maya.
Hi. I have a very special assignment for you.
How long is Shane in Vancouver?
Two days. Oh, but he really had to go. It was a big, big movie.
Get to the part you're upset about. I'm not upset.
You're smoking your straw.
He left without kissing me goodbye, and it's making me crazy.
Who am I? Hmm? When did I become the needy housewife?
Wanting your husband to kiss you goodbye doesn't make you needy.
Okay, it makes you a little needy.
Well, I can't stand myself like this.
Why would I expect him to?
Stop it. Shane probably just wanted you to catch up on all the sleep that he got
when you were the one bringing home the bacon.
What does it matter who brings home the bacon?
I agree, as long there's enough bacon for everyone, it shouldn't matter!
Why are you yelling at me?
Because Kirby won't let me pay for a vacation.
Well, do you ever let him pay for anything?
Wendy, he is struggling to just get by. I mean, I...
I know. Believe me, I get it. Okay?
Just let him pay for a few little things every now and then.
It'll go a long way.
Okay, Maya's on it.
Thank you.
I'm too tired and sleep-deprived to be near a fast-moving needle.
You guys, I had a nightmare about Joe.
Okay, he was mountain-climbing in a blizzard,
and then he fell and he broke his neck. What does that mean?
All right, I'm no Freud, but Joe Bennett on a mountain?
How about the mountain of debt you owe him,
the mountain of work you have, the mountain of pressure that you're under, and...
Okay. Get off my mountain.
Sounds like a sex dream to me.
Okay, I would know if I had a sex dream.
It wouldn't involve a person with icicles and a missing nose.
Ew. Should I call him?
Of course you should. Of course not.
She is allowed to still care about him.
Don't call him. You need to go out. You love Halloween. Go out. Have a fun night.
She's right. I shouldn't call him.
Hello?
Why are you panting?
Why are you calling me?
Are you okay?
This is not a good time.
Yeah. Yeah. Put your right hand there.
Who is that?
No. Don't. Don't go down there yet.
Uh, yeah, picking up the phone while you're, while you're having sex,
that is not a good sign.
I am not having sex. I am training for a climb.
You're...
What? Where? Why? Why are you climbing?
Because you can't get to the top of the Matterhorn any other way.
Can I call you when I get to Geneva? I'll be there tomorrow night.
Go!
Hurry up!
You got it, Taylor!
Come on, baby, run! That's the way!
Get on him, Holden, come on!
Come on, come on, come on, come on.
Good form, Taylor! Next time, you'll connect with the ball!
Is it too late to push him towards chess?
Watch it! That's my kid's best friend you're talking about.
Nice pass, Finn! Way to hustle!
Show off.
So how are the costumes coming?
I actually had to put them in the hands of some professionals.
Oh, Wendy, after all that smack you were talking about your sewing skills.
Smack? I figured they'd be done by now.
You kidding? Done?
Please, it took me 45 minutes just to download the quick and easy pattern.
Should've called me to help.
You would have made fun of me!
Mercilessly. But then I would have helped.
Well, if it's any consolation, they're being made by a top designer.
I'd be happy if the label just said, "Fire Resistant."
So, uh...
I was thinking we'd come over to your place around 6:00?
Sounds great. Oh, is Kate coming?
Well, then, I guess that makes us both Halloween widows.
Or would the plural be "widii"?
Or "wid-we"?
Don't bail on me, all right?
I'm not.
Oh, I gotta take this. We keep missing each other.
Sal, hey, finally.
Are we still on for lunch next week?
What are you doing tomorrow?
I am so ready. This place just isn't the same without you.
Griffin wants to be CC-ed when I pee. Look, I'll fill you in tomorrow.
How's Tribeca Grill at 1:00?
All right, I miss you. I just can't talk right now.
I'm running into this thing with Griffin.
Go. Go, all right? I'll see you tomorrow.
Go! You guys have to stay up with them!
Ah, somebody's got good news.
Yeah, that was my friend Sal.
We've been talking about starting our own production company.
The timing's just never been right.
From the look of that great smile, I'd say the timing's pretty right.
Oh! No, wrong way, Taylor!
He's got other skills.
Ask him to recite the state capitals. It's pretty impressive.
Mmm-hmm.
You busy?
Always. How can I help you?
You ever hear of this little sports magazine, Hang Time?
Yeah, it's owned by Lou Peterman. Quarterbacks with too much money.
It's got great ad revenue, 7% growth over the last year.
Hmm. You know it just went on the market?
You making a play?
Yep.
Thought you could help me out. How is that?
Well, as the editor of our most successful magazine,
you can sell Peterman on what it's like to work for Matrick-Verner.
Ah, should I talk about the instability since you fired Wendy Healy?
Look, you're in no way obligated to help.
This clearly falls outside of your job description.
Then again, your job description could always evolve.
Into?
Who knows?
Maybe you'll oversee a few of our publications.
When's the meeting?
Willing to work Halloween?
I hate Halloween.
Thought I was the only one.
Take.
I thought we agreed I'd call you from Europe. I'm kind of busy.
You can't go on this trip. It's too dangerous.
No, life before caller ID, that was dangerous. This is a challenge.
Gloria, climbing.
Actually, could you give us a minute?
I had a nightmare. A nightmare?
It was vivid.
You were mountain-climbing, and you slipped and fell to your death.
I'm sure it's not the first time you've killed me in a dream.
No, this is creepy. I didn't even know that you were going on this trip,
and then I dream that you slip off a mountain, that's weird.
And creepy.
Admit that it's weird! It's weird.
And creepy! I wouldn't say that.
So, can you maybe put this off till your 80th birthday?
I might not make it to my next one.
What's that supposed to mean?
My father died when he was just a year older than I am right now.
You never told me that.
Lived a whole life before I met you, Victory.
You want to hear the rest of it? Become a Sherpa.
Climbing!
Okay, please, race a car if you have to.
Just don't climb a mountain.
Why are you even here right now?
Last time I saw you, you screamed at me, "Move on!" At a bar, in public.
Joe, I... Does "move on" have some other meaning to you?
Is there some connotation that I'm not teasing out of it?
I meant move on romantically.
It doesn't mean that if something happens to you, I can't care about you.
I still consider you a friend, or at least I'd like to.
Pass. If you'll excuse me.
Okay, fine. Yeah. Whatever!
If something happens to you, not on me!
Wear sunscreen!
So, you're saying that you don't want to go to Aspen?
No, I want to, just might have to stay at a Motel 6 and,
you know, eat leftover room service.
This is the part where you laugh.
Honey, look, why don't you let me handle this trip, and you can get the next one?
We'II, uh, do something fun, like go camping or...
You? Camping?
That's funny?
Does that mean a three-star hotel?
No, you know what? I got dinner.
Okay.
Hey. Thanks.
Oh. Huh.
Hey, can you take back the spider roll and
the baked cod.
And maybe the edamame, too, so that way there's enough for a tip.
Thanks.
I don't think pirate couture was what we were going after, was it?
No, they're great if they're trying out for Cirque I'd Soleil.
Finn's not that limber, though. How about Taylor?
Stop talking, please. Take these scissors, and take the buttons off.
I hope you know first aid.
Only what I learned from ER.
Oh.
Everything okay?
Yeah. Yeah, it's just Kate.
She's going to try to be home by 11:00.
It's probably a busy time right now, banks collapsing, the market...
Yeah, it's always busy, you know?
It's about choices, and lately hers have been pretty crappy. You know?
I'm sorry. I shouldn't be talking about my personal life.
Oh, don't worry about it. Listen, I get it.
That used to be me texting Shane.
You know, no matter how many hours you work in this town
or how much money you make, it's never enough.
There's just not enough of anything, except for maybe guilt.
How'd you guys figure out the balance?
Oh, it's a constant tug of war.
He'd say something about my being gone. I'd counterattack. He'd get defensive.
Well, at least it was a dialogue, right?
True. But now, here I am on the other side,
alone on Halloween, trying not to feel resentful.
And how's that going?
Trying not to feel resentful.
Hey, talk to her.
I did. I tried.
Well, try again, okay? It's worth it.
The minute you stop talking, you become roommates.
All right.
Hey. Sorry I'm late.
That scumbag stop you, too?
What scumbag? I just got here.
That freak with three cameras around his neck at the curb.
What did he want?
To sneak in here to take some tacky pictures of Clare Mirani for the tabloids.
She's on the guest list tonight.
That girl from America's Got Talent?
Yeah. Apparently, her talent is chugging liters of vodka and racking up DUls.
Didn't they force her into rehab? I thought she was on the wagon.
Yeah, well, it sort of came to a rolling stop and drove off without her.
That's the rumor, anyway.
And now whoever gets a shot of her, you know, doing a shot wins the lottery.
Gag me.
How much would he make?
Who knows? Three, four thousand.
Why? You want to change careers?
Right, yeah. No, I understand. Okay.
Hey. All right. Just get it done. All right? Gotta go.
Oh, hey! Hey!
I missed you. How are you?
I've missed you, too.
Uh-oh. Don't tell me. Griffin's green lit his life story.
The Devil Wears Gucci.
He called me into his office for a chat.
Sal, don't worry about it. This is a good thing. Okay? I am ready.
I've already called my lawyer. Think about it, Sal.
Oh, we'll finally get to be able to do the kind of movies
that we've always talked about.
No, Wendy,
he offered me your job.
Oh. Wow, well... That's great.
No, it's not great. It's awkward. It stinks...
No, it's fantastic. Yeah, it is an amazing opportunity for you.
You deserve it. Wendy, I can't take your job.
It's no longer my job.
I mean, it might not be the worst thing in the world.
I'll bring you projects. We'll still be able to work together.
No, I can't. I don't...
Stop. Stop. Okay?
Listen. This is the kind of offer that comes once in a lifetime.
Trust me. You gotta take it.
It's okay. Sal, it's all good,
I am happy for you. Yeah?
Thrilled. This is great news.
Honestly. Come on. I'm over the moon.
Look, moon here. Me, way up here.
Are you sure?
Absolutely.
Ah. I'm sorry. It's okay. Don't worry about it.
I got to go to the ladies' room, anyway. Okay.
Order me the chicken caesar. Okay.
Hey.
Miss Ford, seriously, I think the set design is inspired.
Oh, my God, I can't believe I let Dahlia talk me into this whole egg thing.
I thought your theme was rebirth.
This does not say "Rebirth. " This says, "Happy Easter!"
Miss Ford, you're second-guessing all your decisions.
You need to trust your instincts. This is... They're good.
I pay you to say that.
Have you shown the plans to your friends?
No, they wouldn't tell me the truth because they love me too much.
It's like... It's like trying to ask my parents.
They're predisposed to not be critical.
We have very different parents.
You know who was always telling me the truth? Joe. But I'm not gonna ask him.
You want to know why? Because he's falling off an Alp?
No, because we're not friends, which is fine by me!
Okay, so, what if we bedazzled it?
You know? We could make it like Fabergé, or I could... I could make it silver,
and then we could call it an orb and not an egg.
Miss Ford, drop the pencil and step away from the work.
I'm going to that Halloween party.
I'm gonna have to insist that you come with me for your own good.
Do you have a costume for me?
We'll get you one.
How high are we willing to go for Peterman's magazine?
Eight million. Well, anything under ten's a bargain.
Let's not lead with that. You think?
Can you believe this place?
Start wrestling and you can have a house like this.
You must be Bell.
Lou Peterman, good to meet you.
Griffin Bell. It's a pleasure. This is...
A hot-looking date. What are you dressed as, hon?
Editor-in-chief of Bonfire magazine.
You give those jobs to women?
Yeah, when we keep our crying and our baking and having babies in check.
This is Nico Reilly.
And I'm not his date. And my eyes are up here.
You've got a nice set of those, too.
I'm inhaling feathers.
You want... You want to trade?
Well, we could, but then I think you'd have to borrow my stockings, too.
Wouldn't be the first time. I'm joking. Kind of, not really.
Hmm... Roy,
this was a good idea. This is good.
This is exactly what I needed, you know? It's distraction.
I'm not thinking about work or the store or...
Joe Bennett?
Okay, see, why do you have to go and mention...
I need a drink.
I'm on it.
You've got your subscription business in place, but let's blow it out.
You should be on newsstands. Let's go after Sports Illustrated.
You know what the problem is with Sports Illustrated, Griffin?
Mmm?
They only have girls in bathing suits once a year.
What the hell's with that, huh?
In the last four years,
Bonfire has shown an increase every quarter in our key demographics.
You seem a little uptight.
Hmm.
Are all the girls in your company as serious as her?
Actually, we have a team...
'Cause I'm feeling like I'm back in the third grade
at Our Lady of Perpetual Guilt.
You know what, Lou?
I think you went to the wrong parish.
I was in Our Lady of Perpetual Sin.
And you know what they taught us there? Never let your shot glass go dry.
Any more tequila?
Now you're talking.
Thank you.
Wow, he is a piece of work.
Yeah, but I don't scare easily, even on Halloween.
Well, it's not worth it, Nico.
Are you kidding me? Mmm-mmm.
Hang Time is killing its competition, which would mean millions to Matrick-Verner.
Okay, but I can handle it. You don't have to stay for this. Take the car.
Oh, no. You take the car. I'm not done with this guy.
Kirby!
Hey! Hey!
I didn't know you were gonna be here. Yeah.
What... So, what are you? A magician?
I'm a waiter. Thanks.
Pumpkini?
Sounds gross. I'll take two.
Oh... Ew!
Don't look at me. I'm just here to get people drunk.
Well, good luck. These taste like candles.
When'd you become a caterer?
Tonight. Trying to make a little extra cash, so I can ski in, ski out. Come on.
Oh, Kirby, you got to let Nico pay for Aspen.
Take it from someone who dated a guy whose idea of takeout involved a private jet.
Pick and choose your battles.
It's just... It's different, though. I mean, you're a woman.
Kirby, I have a newsflash for you.
Feeling inadequate has a universal zip code.
I just feel that
she's gonna get tired of the whole struggling artist thing pretty soon.
I really wish you didn't feel that way, because I know that she doesn't.
And you have other things to offer.
Yeah, I know. Pumpkini?
Excuse me? Excuse me? Who's got the shrimp kabobs?
They're over by the buffet. Would you like a pumpkini?
No thanks. Where's the buffet?
It is around the corner.
I'm so eating carbs tonight. I don't care.
Wow. Clare Mirani turning down booze for the buffet?
I guess rehab really does work.
Trick or treat!
Just out of the clear blue, huh?
Partnering with Sal was gonna be my lifeline.
It was gonna get me back on track.
Yeah, but why do you need Sal to start your own company?
I mean, you seem like you could do anything you set your mind to.
Here. Take this. Take what you want. Otherwise, I'll eat all of it.
What does Kate like? Save her some.
She's not much of a candy person.
Oh, hey, I wish I was like her.
No, you don't.
Give me your candy!
No, I'll take yours first!
I took your advice about talking to her.
Oh, good.
I think we're going to separate.
What? Oh, God. Dennis, no. That's not what I was...
No, no, it's okay.
You helped clarify the whole situation.
Me?
Well, if you can't talk, you're just roommates. Right?
Yeah, I was just trying to help, though. I...
Believe me, you did.
There you are.
We supposed to share that?
Oh, no, no. You can have it. I'm gonna, uh, go dancing.
You met someone already?
Right there.
Oh. You're gonna dance with someone who hasn't taken their mask off?
What if he doesn't have eyebrows?
I'm not dancing with his eyebrows.
Oh, my God.
Happy Halloween.
There we go. What took you so long?
Here we go. Down the hatch.
Yeah.
Mmm!
That's good. So, tell me, how did you go from crushing the Danish Destroyer
to starting Hang Time? That whole big toys for big boys theme, genius.
Came to me while I was riding my hog.
I've got a bike for every day of the week.
Get out.
Want to go for a spin?
I'm hardly dressed for it.
So go hardly dressed.
Lou, you're a riot. Let me have another one.
You got it. Thank you.
Oh! Whoa, whoa, yeah! Nice! Thank you.
Cheers. Cheers.
Whoo!
Thanks for asking me to dance.
I'm Alex, by the way.
I'm Victory. You saved me.
From what?
Excuse me one second. Joe? Sorry. Joe?
Joe?
Excuse me. Excuse me!
Pardon me.
Excuse me.
They're halfway through the movie, trying not to fall asleep.
I confiscated the candy corn. They were starting to look a little green.
Thanks. Hey, finish your wine.
It doesn't get better than this.
This moment right here, I love this moment.
At the end of the day when everything stops.
Mmm. Enjoy it while it lasts.
Shh! Don't interrupt it.
Hey, listen,
I hope I was in no way responsible for you and Kate.
No. No. No, not at all.
I'm just grateful that I've got someone like you to talk to.
Honestly, 'cause I really wasn't trying to give you marital advice.
I was just talking about me and Shane and the way we need to communicate.
Wendy, stop.
This has been a long time coming. It had nothing to do with you.
Okay.
Mmm. This is good. Has a nice finish. What is it?
Red.
Oh, I liked the label. It had a kangaroo on it.
I had read this article on Australian wines.
This is from Long Island.
See? There you go. I can't seem to get anything right today.
I think my heart is actually still pounding from lunch.
Let me see.
I hope you realize I have no idea what I'm doing here.
Just what I picked up from watching ER. ER. Okay.
Yeah. I don't feel anything.
Are you alive?
Barely.
Yeah. Maybe, I'll get a better pulse up here. Okay.
Oh, yeah, it's pounding, all right.
Hmm?
Oh...
I, um...
Do... Do you want something else to drink? Maybe, um, some water?
I've had enough wine.
Wendy, I'm... I'm sorry.
Forget it. Okay? Um...
Really, I've got... I've got water and soda and juice.
Well, I take that back. No juice.
Yeah, Wendy, listen to me.
I just...
Dennis.
It's okay.
You know, Finn's seen that movie 100 times.
Finn, buddy, time to go.
This is Victory. Leave a message.
Hey, Vic, it's Wen.
Could you just call me when you get this? Okay?
Thanks. Bye.
What are you doing?
Oh, my... No, no, no, just leave me alone.
Are you okay, miss?
Can I get you some water?
I'm sorry. I thought you were... I'm sorry.
Well, that was quite a show you put on back there.
Well, it was worth it. Nine million, not a bad number.
Mmm-hmm.
You don't agree? We're walking away from the magazine.
After all that? Because of all of that.
This guy's not an asset to our company.
Yes, but his magazine is.
If we decide not to do business with all the pigs in the world, then what...
Come on, Nico. Do you really want to work with him?
No, but once he's working for me, on my turf, things will go very differently.
You're sure about this? Yes, I'm very sure,
and, fortunately, I've had a lot of experience with people like that.
When I first started out, I interned for a guy.
He used to like to talk with his hands.
On me. Yeah. Oh.
I see. Trust me. I've been there.
Oh, what, a guy's gotten handsy with you?
Not exactly. Not exactly that. I was in L.A. on business.
I'm standing on the curb wearing my finest Armani,
and the ad guy I was scheduled to have lunch with walks up to me,
hands me his keys and a 20, and he says, "Take extra good care of my Beemer."
When was that? Last month.
Should have taken his car and driven off,
but I wanted to close the deal, so I didn't.
Same reason you didn't coldcock Lou with this hard-ass purse of yours.
Yeah, well, it's hard to get dumbass out of leather.
Hey, Wendy. What's up?
Hey, this day has just...
Um... What?
Is there any way that you can come over here? Um...
I just need to talk to you.
No, of course. Of course, yeah.
I'll get there as soon as I can.
Thanks, honey. Don't worry about it. Bye-bye.
I mean, it's my fault. I keep going over and over the conversations,
trying to figure out what signals I gave him.
Mmm-mmm. You didn't send him a signal. You treated him like a friend,
and that was your mistake. Trust me.
No, it was naive.
No, it wasn't. You've had plenty of male friends. It's worked.
No, I've had colleagues. There's boundaries already in place.
What about Sal?
Sal's different. Maybe that was my mistake.
I was treating Dennis like he was my new Sal.
What happened to the old Sal?
He's the new me.
Yeah. Yeah, he's sitting in my chair, at my desk, at my old job.
When did this happen?
Griffin offered it to him this morning.
Do you know about this?
No, of course she didn't know about it. Griffin's not gonna tell her.
He knows she's one of my best friends.
Wen, why didn't you come and tell us right away?
I came home and Dennis was here with his kid,
and he wanted to listen, and I have to admit, I needed the attention.
Well, you should've called us. We wouldn't have kissed you.
Unless you wanted us to.
Oh, honey, I thought I had it bad. I mean,
Lou only touched me inappropriately with his eyes.
Will you stop hogging all the Tootsie Rolls?
I deserve these. I need them more than you do.
Oh, no. I had a lot to drink tonight.
Yes, but did you hallucinate
and blow off a perfectly nice guy?
Fine.
He was a really good dancer, by the way. What the hell is wrong with me?
I didn't hate it.
The kiss, I didn't hate it. That's the scariest part.
But you didn't act on it. You didn't do anything wrong.
Nico, I owe you an apology.
I never realized how easy it would be to go there.
Honey, nothing happened here tonight.
Hey, what are you doing here?
Hey. I just wanted to bring you some breakfast.
That is so sweet.
I don't have a whole lot of time. I gotta get to...
This won't take a lot of time.
A light breakfast.
Open it.
I got us two plane tickets to Aspen.
You didn't have to do that.
Well, I can afford it now.
How?
I sold a photograph.
That's great.
Thank you.
Congratulations.
Good job, buddy. Did you see it?
Hi, buddy! Oh! How did it go?
I almost made a goal!
That's great. Come on. Let's go home. You can tell me all about it.
No, wait. Finn, come here! Oh. All right.
What's up?
Let's have a play date tomorrow. You could come to my house.
Hey, Dennis. How are you?
Good. Good. Uh, look, I want to apologize for the other night again.
I'm... I'm sorry.
Please. It never happened.
Can we have a play date tomorrow?
Yeah, can we?
Sure. Absolutely.
Why don't... Why don't I take you guys to the movies tomorrow, okay?
All right, we'll give Dad here a day off.
Come on.
It was good to see you.
Good to see you.
This is Joe. Leave a message.
Joe Bennett, this is Victory Ford.
I just want to clear something up because it's been haunting me,
which is why you've been haunting me.
If you're not already dead, you should know that
I would happen to make a very good friend. You should check my references.
You know, you would be very, very lucky,
unless you want to die alone. In which case, go ahead, fine, you know,
fall off the mountain. I...
I'm gonna have to call you back.
What are you doing here?
Didn't go.
Oh. Well, you might want to delete your last voice mail. What happened?
Sort of lost its appeal.
Well, I am not surprised.
I mean, the Matterhorn? What were you thinking?
I was just trying to stop thinking.
Lately, since... Actually, since Nico's husband died.
Charles. Charles.
And then my dad dying at my age. I...
Well, what if it was my last year?
Joe, you're not gonna die this year.
But if it were, I wanted to accomplish something tangible.
I'm sorry. I either just misheard you,
or we're in a full existential crisis right now.
Come on, you accomplish things every day.
I know. I know.
No, you donate millions to charity. You've built schools in Latin America.
Trust me, Joe, people would notice if you were gone.
I was starting to get that feeling,
which is why I'm at a considerably lower elevation
than I had intended at this moment.
So, let me ask you something.
Shoot.
How do you feel about eggs?
Hate them runny.
Yeah, 'cause I have these plans for the show. Do you have a second?
Sure. Let's see them.
But if eggs are involved, I'm thinking, "No."
Were you at a Halloween...
Never mind.
Okay. "Rebirth."
Huh...
Hey, babe, it's me. Um, I'm not gonna leave a long message.
I just... I just miss you,
and I love you,
so come home soon.