- Hey, can I ask you a question? - Uh, sure.
My hands look like they're different sizes to you?
I don't know.
See, look, when I put them together like this,
like, it's clear one is slightly larger than the other, right?
I really don't know.
Am I crazy or does everyone have differently shaped hands
and I've never noticed? What about you?
Um... I guess I've never really thought about it.
Well, I think you should think about it.
Yeah, look, this one is definitely larger than this one.
Really?
Yeah, it's probably because you favour it when you're, you know,
like writing and drinking and opening doors and stuff.
Speaking of which, what are you having?
I need to drink before this conversation goes any further.
- Vodka tonic. - Hey, two vodka tonics please.
- Yes, sir. - Thanks.
No problem.
- I'm Jeremy, by the way. - Vanessa.
Can I shake with the bigger one, please?
- It's very nice to meet you, Vanessa. - It's nice to meet you, Jeremy.
Oh, bro! Stop the blade!
Thank you.
Okay.
All right.
With the fruit basket. You sprung for the suite.
- Happy Valentine's. - Happy Valentine's to you.
I'm just glad you could take the day off work.
Yeah, me too. Staying local was a good call.
Right? All the benefits of vacay without the hassle of travelling.
I tell you what, I'm just happy to be away from work
for a minute, you know what I'm saying?
Spend a little quality time with my lady friend.
There'll be plenty of time for that later.
Why don't you grab yourself a beer, check out the view.
- I'm gonna unpack real quick. - If you insist.
Why?
Okay. Something tells me this is not an accident.
- Melissa! - Lynn.
- Melissa. - Hey, look who I found.
How'd you get o... over there? We got adjoining rooms, huh?
Got adjoining rooms.
You know how you're always talking about how we should all hang out?
Uh-huh.
Well, Lynn and I finally decided to make it happen.
- Surprise! - Hey, I'm... I... Whoo!
- Couples trip. - Couples trip.
- Right. - All right.
We got a lot of fun stuff planned. So...
You guys finish your beers. Melissa and I are gonna go get ready for the beach.
Come on, get out of here.
I know what you did.
I know what you did. Yeah, you.
You told Melissa we need to hang out as a group, didn't you?
Yeah, but I didn't mean it. That is what you say to your girlfriend
when you don't want her to think you're an anti-social weirdo.
- You are an anti-social weirdo. - That's the whole point.
I don't want her thinking that.
Okay. No, smart move. Hide your true self from your girlfriend,
I'm sure it's gonna be great for your relationship.
- This is a disaster. - Are you crazy? Look at us.
We got baller suites, killer views,
we're drinking beer at ten in the morning. It's awesome.
First of all, don't say "baller" ever again in your life.
- Why? - Just trust me, that's why.
Don't say it, okay? That's number one.
Number two, I am, uh, supposed to be romantic this weekend with her.
- You're aware of that, right? - So what's the problem?
The problem is that you are here and I do not need you judging me.
I don't need your judgey eyes, your judgey face, your judgey everything.
I don't need that while I'm trying to be romantic, you understand?
First of all, I'm very aware of your issues, of your intimacy issues,
and the last thing I would wanna do is make you feel uncomfortable.
- Uh-huh. - Here's what we're gonna do.
If at any stage my presence makes you feel uncomfortable,
makes you feel like you can't quite get to the romantic intimate place
you need to get to, you say the word, I'm out.
- Uh-huh. - All right?
- Like a safe word? - Yeah.
Ah.
I say the word, whatever it is, and you...
- I leave. - Okay.
What's the safe word then?
- I don't know, chicken salad. - Chicken salad?
- Yeah. - Chicken salad. Okay.
Well, yeah, I'll just figure out a way to casually slide chicken salad
- into a normal human sentence. - Organically.
- Weave it in.
- Yeah.
- Chin. - Well, we caught a homicide.
Also, Happy Valentine's Day.
- How's the hotel? - Well, it's crowded.
So, uh, you guys in on the surprise?
Oh, yeah. In fact, Lou and I have a bet on which one of you's
- gonna check out first. - Oh, yeah?
Hey, you need help with the case? We can, uh...
- I'll get out of here right now. - No, no, no, don't be silly.
Enjoy yourself. We got it covered.
Tell him, tell him ten minutes we could be there. We're not doing nothing.
- Go ahead. - They're good. All right, listen.
Enjoy your Valentine's Day. Keep us posted on what happens
and, uh, you know, hope you get home to spend some time
- with Abby for Valentine's. - Yeah, you and me both.
All right, have fun.
All right. So this is what we have.
32-year-old Jeremy Holden, software developer from Palo Alto.
His body was discovered in a Dumpster behind Vortex Night Club
in Waikiki this morning.
He's definitely dressed for a night out.
Mm-hm. Also, check this out.
What is that, lipstick? Looks like our vic got lucky.
Yeah, luck ran out pretty quick, though.
His watch and his wallet were taken off his body.
We think that lipstick may belong to the killer.
All right. So she hooks up with him inside, lures him outside,
- and then robs and shoots him. - Exactly. And then there's this.
Found it in his jacket pocket, it looks like Holden was in town
for a conference called The Method.
It's one of these courses where men discuss
these ridiculous techniques, how to pick up women.
All right, Lou, why don't you head down to that club,
see if you can get any more information on that woman Holden's with.
Either she's our perp or, at the very least, a witness.
Got it.
You see gentlemen, venue is fundamental, right?
When you run your game on these women,
you gotta own the place. You wanna feel native.
You are the lion prowling his savannah.
What you don't do...
is stand there like a vegetable.
"I don't know. I don't know what I'm doing. I hope I meet somebody tonight".
No way. You engage that crowd, right?
You cheers people. "Hey, what's up, man? Cheers. All right".
You get some fist bumps going with this guy.
My best friend, I don't know that guy.
You laugh at this guy's joke.
He didn't even tell a joke!
Doesn't matter. You wanna seem like the life of the party.
Never forget your primary objective, that woman.
'Cause you never know when your target is gonna walk through that door,
and that's your target.
Case in point.
Can I help you?
Blake Stone?
Oh, man.
Jeremy was a solid dude, you know? He'd really grown.
He responded to the course material really well.
See, a lot of people think this is just about sex, but it's not.
What I do is help people feel better about themselves.
You mean men feel better about themselves by objectifying women?
Now, what was it you called them? Targets.
Look, nobody respects women more than me.
- Right. - So I'm gonna go ahead and assume
that you were with Jeremy at the club last night?
That's right, yeah. We'd gone on a little field trip
- to practise our sarging. - Sarging?
You know, socialising with the intent of finding and seducing a woman.
Right.
It was rough for Jeremy.
Everybody wobbles a little bit when you take the training wheels off.
Don't lose faith. Trust the process.
Now what's the golden rule of The Method?
Stop caring what women think about you.
Yes! Exactly.
Rejection is just a step along the path to scoring a ten.
Now, check it out.
All alone at the bar, red dress.
She's yours for the taking, brother.
- Wish me luck. - No.
You don't need luck. You got The Method.
But the kid did good. 20 minutes later,
Jeremy had run his game on this girl and he was leaving the club with her.
- And I take it you don't know her name? - Nah, of course not.
- Of course not. - But I'll tell you this.
When Jeremy left that place,
he looked like the happiest dude in the whole world.
Well, I wouldn't be too proud of yourself because shortly thereafter,
he was taken to the back alley, robbed, and murdered.
Which means you may have introduced him to his killer.
Hey, hey, hey!
- Go, go, go, go. Go, honey! - Ah!
It's all good.
Hey, listen, I thought it was gonna be all manis and pedis this weekend,
I'm having a really good time, but I really don't wanna lose.
Okay? I'll be miserable if we lose.
Oh, we're winning this, baby. No doubt about that.
- I love you. Come on. - My bad.
It's a friendly game. Don't worry about it.
It's all good. We got this. You wanna switch the teams up a little?
No, I don't wanna switch the teams. He wants to switch the teams.
- Are you serious? - It's an idea.
I'm trying to be a good sport and mix it up.
It's eight to three and this is the highlight of my weekend,
beating you, I mean, aside from spending time with you obviously.
- So sweet. - Ready?
Come on.
- Ahh! Sorry. - All right, boom!
That was the tomahawk.
Serve.
Whoo!
- Ah! - Ho, ho, ho, hold it.
Bingo! How about that?
- Pal, let's go. - What are you talking about?
- It's a do over. We do the point over. - Hey, man. That's my disc.
Yeah, I know, your disc just came and hit my girlfriend in the butt.
Yeah, I really pulled that last scoober.
Accidents happen when you're shooting for greatness, right?
Yeah, I don't know what that means, but you should apologise.
"Sorry, lady. I'm sorry, miss".
Dude, get over yourself. It was an accident.
Okay.
Huh. All right, well, go along. I'll get you on the scoober.
I'll scoob you out. Go ahead, scoob. Here you go.
- My bad, that was an accident. - That was, like, really mean, dude.
My hero.
All right. Five-13, your serve.
- No, no, that was our point. - Trust me.
Don't agitate him when he gets upset like this.
Sure, he was here. Drank vodka tonics, ran up quite a tab,
and somehow left with the hottest girl in the club.
She sat right here most of the night drinking for free.
You know, it was kind of entertaining watching all these guys hit on her,
only to flame out in a few minutes.
So what'd this guy do different?
Well, for starters,
I can tell you that the watch on his wrist looked to be worth ten grand easy.
He flashed a pretty healthy wad of cash.
Yeah, that'll do it.
So it wasn't his winning personality that closed the deal.
Let's just say I've seen every which way a guy and girl
can get together and, uh, this woman seemed very professional.
You trying to say she's a prostitute?
Well, based on my 15 years in working places like this, that would be a yes.
So after pulling all the solicitation arrest records
over the past 12 months based on our bartender's description
of the suspect, I was able to narrow things down to these lovely ladies.
- Okay. Was he able to ID our girl? - Yeah.
Vanessa Lancey.
She was caught in an HPD john sting a few months back.
It looks like she wasn't out of action for too long.
Yeah. HPD went by the, uh, last known address,
but she doesn't live there any more. Fortunately, we had another lead.
Cordelia Martin posted her bail.
Cordelia owns a high-end escort service here on the island.
Oh. And you know this through personal experience?
But of course.
See, when I was with SWAT, we knocked on her door on more than one occasion.
Well, then she'll be thrilled to see you again.
Whoo! It's good to cool off, right?
- Very nice. - Yeah.
After a loss like that, it's good to bring the body temperature down
with some cool water, right?
You're not gonna let me live that one down, are you?
No chance.
It's just winning. It's something I like to do, you know?
I know. You like to win.
- Like, part of my... - I think it's important, for now,
you know, occasionally for you to get a win.
Yeah, I know.
- Good for your self-esteem, you know? - Yeah.
Hey, we gotta go. Girls are waiting at the spa.
What's the matter?
My sunglasses are gone.
- You sure? - Yes, I'm sure.
Really?
Look at that kid. Seriously, again?
The balls on this kid.
Danny, hey, hey! No, no. Danny, no.
Hey. Hey, hey, hey, you with the Frisbee.
- Come on, hand them over. - What are you talking about?
Glasses. They're mine.
Dude, I don't have your glasses. These are mine.
Yeah. All right, well, look, uh, we'll settle this.
Uh, my glasses, they got a little scratch on the inside right lens.
Give me those and, uh, we'll see what's what, huh?
Help, help, somebody help me! This man is touching me inappropriately!
- Help! - Hey, hey, hey.
- Is he nuts? - I got to ask you a question.
The glasses, were they expensive?
- No, 20 bucks at the ABC Store. - All right.
Listen, God knows what the girls spent on these spa treatments
so let's not be late and let's go up and meet them.
And after this relaxing spa experience,
if you're still bothered by this whole sunglasses situation,
I'll spring for a new pair, how about that?
Captain Grover, so nice of you to use the doorbell this time.
Yeah, I missed you too, Cordelia.
I'm here to talk to you about one of your girls.
I'm not sure where you've got your information,
but I'm not in that business any more.
Okay. Come on, Cordelia. Who you think you're talking to?
You might've changed your operation a little bit
and learned to be more discreet but, uh,
from the looks of these fancy bottles and artwork,
I think you're still in business.
Cordelia, if I was here to arrest you, I'd have handcuffs.
And not for what you want 'em for.
So what do you want? A date for Valentine's?
Oh, that's funny. No.
I wanna talk to you about this girl. She may be involved in a murder.
It's Valentine's Day, Cordelia. Damn.
I'm trying to get home to my wife
to give her the Valentine's Day she deserves.
Would you stop playing and help me out, please?
Her name is Vanessa. And regrettably, she's no longer my employee.
- Why? What happened? - She was my best girl.
Always in demand, that one.
But, uh, about a month ago,
she decided she could make more money with someone else, so she left.
Well, that's too bad.
So do you happen to know who she might be in business with?
Richard, let me ask you a question:
- do you have ten million dollars? - No.
And where do you think you fall on the looks department
- on a scale of one to ten? - Six.
Four. Okay, let's call it a five, but me too.
My point is this, guys like us,
if we're gonna score a ten,
we gotta bring it in other areas, right?
So here's what I want you to do,
I want you to think of the funniest thing that's ever happened to you
and play that scenario over in your mind
as you walk over to that chick in the yellow bikini right there,
and she's gonna see you coming, bro.
And that smile on your face, and she's gonna think,
"Hey, that guy, he's got great energy.
He's happy, he's confident, I want that".
All right, dog, go get her. Go get her.
It's gonna take some work.
Blake Stone?
- Oh, I was hoping I'd see you again. - Same here.
- Hey, I like where this is going. - Hands behind your back.
What? No, what's going on?
See, we figured out how you've managed to guarantee success for your clients.
You've been paying escorts to hook up with them.
- Is that a crime? - Oh, yeah. Very much so.
It's called solicitation. With a bit of good old-fashioned fraud thrown in.
Let's go.
Pretty relaxing getting pampered like this, Danny, huh?
- Yeah, it's amazing. - It's relaxing.
Hmm...
Excuse me, uh, spa lady, is there jasmine in this product?
Hon, you're ruining my Zen.
- The narration, it has to stop. - Okay, sorry.
Sorry, sorry, one last question I got. Excuse me, is this good for crow's feet?
- 'Cause I noticed some lines... - Babe, zip it, seriously.
Okay. You know what?
I'm done. I can't deal with it.
Maybe I'll just... uh, oh, babe, I'll see you in a little bit.
I'll catch up with you guys later.
- Wow. - Where's he going?
Look, I know we got off on the wrong foot, okay?
And I, uh, I apologise for my part.
I didn't mean to throw the Frisbee in the water
and I'm sorry about the incident on the beach.
I think we should just wash our hands, start fresh,
- just give me back the sunglasses. - Dude, I do not have your sunglasses!
But here, take my towel.
You can use it to wipe that disgusting crap off your ugly face.
Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you.
You know, I have to admit, I'm pretty impressed.
You know, besides being a misogynistic scam artist,
obstructing a murder investigation,
that's just a whole other level of douchbaggery.
You really should've told us about your connection to Vanessa.
Look, I'm sorry, okay?
It's a trade secret. I was protecting my business.
Before we judge, can we just talk about the people that I'm helping, okay?
These are really lonely men with tragically low self-esteem
and the Method gives them the self-confidence that they need,
you know, often for the first time in their whole lives.
- You done? - Yeah.
Good. ̒Cause this is what I think:
the stuff you teach these guys doesn't work, it never did.
That's why you rely on girls like Vanessa
to help from exposing what you really are, a con artist.
Yeah, she's got a point. You're really nothing more than a glorified pimp.
You take desperate, vulnerable men and then you hook them up with prostitutes.
Sooner or later, this was bound to happen.
Look, I know how this looks, okay?
But Vanessa's no thief, and she's definitely not a murderer.
Maybe. Maybe not. She was the last person seen with Jeremy before he died,
so if she's not involved, where is she?
I don't know. I tried calling her this morning, but it just went to voicemail.
- You know where she lives? - Yeah.
- I've been by there to drop off money. - Great.
Then it looks like we're all going for a drive.
- How you doing there? - Good. Fine.
- Really? - Yeah.
- Are you sure about that? - Yeah.
- It seems like you're struggling a bit. - I'm not struggling. It's awesome.
Maybe we should switch up the teams.
There's not... there's no teams in yoga, Lynn.
Yeah, I understand what just happened. I just see what you did there.
You're referring to the, uh, comment I made on the volleyball court.
I didn't mean... I didn't mean to upset anybody.
At least your boyfriend's here.
I don't think I can hold this.
Okay. You know something? I'm gonna go...
- I'm gonna go check on Danny. - Sounds like a good idea.
Your concern for him must be affecting your concentration and balance.
Excuse me, Officer Kalakaua, can I ask you a question?
Do you believe that there's a thin line between love and hate?
Because the way that you were laying into me back there,
that was so over the top. I was like, "Wow, maybe she likes me".
- I don't. - Fair enough, fair enough.
Hey, just so you know, I go for more of the uninhibited, free-spirited types.
Oh... Yeah, I know what you're doing.
It's called "negging", right?
You're betting that my self-confidence is so fragile
that I actually care about what you think of me?
You prey on women's insecurities and vulnerabilities,
and then you exploit that.
Wow, Blake. That didn't go so well.
Actually, I'm super turned on right now.
Oh, heads up, it's the second building on the left up there.
- And they say chivalry is dead. - Not so fast.
What the... Oh, come on. Really?
We'll crack a window for ya.
Vanessa didn't come home last night, which isn't unusual,
but when the afternoon rolled around and I still hadn't heard from her,
- I got worried. - Okay. How long has she lived here?
Only a couple of weeks or so.
She had this client who was obsessed with her.
The guy wouldn't take no for an answer
and Vanessa didn't feel safe at her house any more.
This client, was he someone she met through that pickup seminar?
Yeah. But Vanessa never mentioned his name.
Neil, listen to me. You are not a bad person.
You didn't mean to kill that guy. Things just got out of control.
- And that's what I'll tell the police. - No. There's not gonna be any police.
We're just gonna wait here until everything dies down.
Then I'm gonna get us a couple of tickets and we can get out of here.
- Neil, this isn't going to work. - Don't say that!
- You need to do the right thing now. - Don't tell me what I have to do!
- Ah!
It's okay.
It's okay, it's okay. I'm sorry.
Uh, okay, we're both upset right now.
Hey... this long-distance thing was never gonna work.
You just needed to see me.
I promise... everything will be okay from now on.
What are you doing? Sit down. Sit down, please.
What am I doing? What are you doing?
- I'm doing a little recon. - A recon?
- Uh-huh.
- $91... - Can I ask you a question?
- Uh-huh. - What recon?
- He doesn't have the glasses with him. - I know that.
I know where he put the glasses. He thinks he outsmarted me, but he didn't.
- I know where the glasses are. - Okay.
Something you should know, I think it's important I tell you.
You have completely separated from reality right now.
All over a pair of $20 glasses, you understand?
It's not about the money. It's about principle.
You mean pettiness, huh?
I think we should... I think we should talk about this...
Shut up please, okay? I'm going in. Just relax.
What do you mean, "going I-in"? Where... what's... in where?
Hey, hey, hey.
1204, I got it.
No, no, no, no. No. No.
- Come on. - No, Danny.
I'm gonna go with or without you. I'm going.
- I'm not... well, without me. - All right. Just stay there.
Yeah, I will.
Neil Ware. 43 years old.
He flew in from Dayton, Ohio a few weeks ago.
Looks like he's still here.
Okay. Blake, you recognise this guy or what?
Yeah, I remember him. Yeah, for sure. He came to me a couple of months back.
He'd just been dumped by his fiancée, right?
The guy was a real mess, like, crushed.
I gave him a TCB, total confidence rebuild.
Well, it looks like his ex-fiancée filed a restraining order against him.
So this guy has a history of not taking no for an answer.
So, let me guess, what'd you do, hook this guy up with Vanessa?
- Yeah. - Okay. So I got a credit card charge
- on a vacation rental service. - Make the call.
We need an address and we need it fast.
You say that you love me, Neil,
and if you do, you need to let me go.
You don't really want that.
You're just saying it because you're scared.
But, hey, remember what it was like when we met?
It can be like that again.
- I need to tell you something. - What?
That night when we met at the bar...
Blake paid me to be there.
What do you mean?
He paid me to talk to you and to flirt with you.
You're lying.
I am sorry. I am so sorry.
I'm not who you think I am.
For me, this was just about the money.
I loved you.
And you... you and Blake, you used me.
And I bet you both laughed about it all, huh?
No.
It doesn't matter now.
You're gonna pay for what you did!
Both of you.
Ah!
- Just open the door! - Help!
- Open the door! - Help! Somebody help me!
- Open the door! - Help!
- Clear.
Neil Ware, this is Five-0! Come out with your hands up!
Last chance, Neil Ware!
- Are you okay? - Is he gone?
Yeah, it's just us. You're okay.
You have to find him. He is crazy.
We have every cop on the island looking for him, okay?
- He's not gonna get far. - No, you don't understand.
I told him everything and he said that we were gonna pay. Both of us.
He's going after Blake.
Guys, when you're talking to your target, you're telling a story.
The story of you.
And it can be long, or it can be short,
but one thing it cannot be is boring, right?
Here's a secret. Before I was Blake Stone,
I was a sad, lonely, insecure loser:
Derek Sanders.
Derek Sanders, right?
Oh, man, right? I hear what you're saying.
You guys are like, "Blake Stone, I'm not that awesome".
- And look at me now.
- No, please.
Neil Ware, you're under arrest.
Okay. You know what? You're off the reservation now.
- Shh... - Do you understand?
- You're on your way to crazy town. - Excuse me. Um, miss, hi.
We're, uh, police officers. It is, uh, very important
that we get into room 1204 immediately. Uh, can you help us out?
- This is stupid. - Sh! Hello?
- Hello? - We're committing a crime now, okay?
- We're criminals. Officially. - Hello?
- Stupid. Why am I here? - Hello? What are you talking about?
We got immunity and means. What are you, nuts?
And if you'd stand up and help me, this will go a lot quicker.
Excuse me? Stand up and help you what?
Break the law, put my fingerprints on everything like you're doing right now?
I can't be a part of this, Danny. I can't be a part of it.
Now, you wanna order some food.
Great. You got your glasses, let's go.
Can we go?
Yeah, we can go. These aren't my glasses.
- Excuse me? - They're not my gla...
They're not your glasses? Hi, guys, how's it going?
How's it going? I'm Steve. Nice to meet you. Hi.
Yeah, this is Danny. We're cops. Say hi, Danny.
Hello.
Well, good news is that, uh, Danny's gonna buy you guys dinner tonight. Yup.
We just wanted to come by and let you know.
- He's gonna pay for everyone, too. - Oh, yeah.
Hey.
"Hey". That's a pretty weak opening line for a master of seduction.
- Can I be serious for a second? - Please. Go ahead.
Thank you. You saved my life.
Okay. Well, don't let it go to your head. I was just doing my job.
I'm ready to get serious about my life.
You know, I want a committed relationship...
...and you seem like someone I could maybe go the distance with, Kono.
You are so beautiful.
You're way too beautiful to be hidden away on this island.
So, maybe we could get together,
you know, travel the world, maybe have kids.
I don't know if you noticed, I'm married.
But even if I wasn't, the answer would still be no.
That ring is not necessarily a deal-breaker.
Take care of yourself, Blake.
You look fantastic, don't move.
- Did you find your sunglasses? - I did not.
I'm sorry.
Well, dinner is in, uh, 20 minutes, so you should get ready.
Okay. Hey, uh, listen. I am...
Sorry I got all goofy and blew you off the rest of the afternoon.
I know you put a lot into making this weekend nice,
and I'm sorry I got goofy over a pair of sunglasses.
It's okay. I know what I signed up for.
- Besides, we still have tonight. - Hmm.
♪ See the way he walks into the room and then he speaks
- Champagne? - Yes.
♪ So sweet every word from his lips is like honey
♪ I know he loves me
Well, I'm impressed you were able to talk your way out of that.
Oh, no, they're very nice people, the Garson family, very nice.
I mean, considering we, uh, well, we broke into their hotel room, I suppose.
Uh, they were very... I think they were very reasonable.
Reasonable? I don't know, I wouldn't say reasonable.
They picked the Bali Steakhouse to go to dinner,
the kid ordered the Wagyu surf and turf.
That was after he had the king crab leg appetiser.
I wouldn't say reasonable.
Well, I mean, they were very expensive sunglasses though, Danny.
Yes, they were.
- Well, I'm sorry you lost them. - Thank you.
- And I hope they turn up somewhere. - Yeah.
Well, thank you, boys. This is a very nice gesture.
Well, actually, this whole thing was Danny's idea.
Um, I wanna apologise
for, uh, being a little distant this afternoon.
Uh, and I wanna tell you that you, um...
I wanna let you know, um... you know, I could feel you.
It's like you're on my face. I can... it's like you're judge-y.
- Me? Oh, no. - You're judging me and I...
- It's like right here, okay? - No, I got you, I got you, I got you.
- You got what? - I got you.
What Danny is trying to say is that we wanted to show you guys
how much we appreciate you both.
So, here... here's to you two and thank you.
This Valentine's Day was... Thank you. Okay. All right. Good job. Good job.
Oh, it's very nice. Good choice, good choice.
- This has been fun. - I agree. I agree.
It's been great, right? I think actually,
Melissa, I think we should do it again. What do you say?
I'm just saying let's do it again,
and Danny and I will, uh, you know, we can, we can organise it next time.
Chicken salad.
- You want a chicken salad? - Chicken salad.
Chicken salad.