"Previously on Lipstick Jungle..." "Reese?" "Did someone offer you a job?" "I can't hold you back." "How would you feel about Chloe Jamison wearing a Victory Ford design?" "I would kill." "You're gonna keep rising and rising, and I've just got to make peace with that." "I can see the Victory Ford influence." "She left a lot of the designing to me." "I'm sleeping with a 25-year-old." "Mr. Kirby Atwood has dropped the charges." "What do you want, Kirby?" "You." "Oh, yeah, lovely." "Thank you." "Okay, how do I get one of those?" "Lunges?" "Yeah, to a doctor on 73rd and 5th." "Shh!" "Shane, why did you ever leave these guys?" "They're fantastic." "They did a lot of original stuff, and Shane wrote most of it." "Badly." "Excuse me, are you Victory Ford?" "Yes." "I'm Serena." "Oh." "This is Diego." "Good evening." "I know this is a weird thing to ask, but I've been looking everywhere for that dress you designed for Chloe Jamison." "Oh, well, it was a one-of-a-kind, and I don't have any plans to mass-produce it." "I'm keeping things small right now." "It's a shame." "She would buy one in every color." "Thank you." "And it's nice to meet you both." "You, too." "Bye-bye." "Wow, aren't you fancy?" "Oh, yeah, real fancy." "I essentially just told a couple of strangers that I'm reduced to making bubble dresses in my basement." "To Victory's bubble dress." "She'd rather have a bubble butt." "Well, cheers to that." "Hey, hey, hey!" "We're toasting here." "Wait, it's Charles." "Where is he?" "Oh, he's in Vienna." "He's giving a lecture there." "Well, tell him to stay there." "I look pretty good with three dates." "Well, I'm gonna go get my date out of the car." "Enough's enough." "All right, thank you." "Before the next number, we'd like to call up a special guest." "Shane Healy, get your tired ass up here." "Go, have fun!" "Go!" "No!" "I haven't played in years!" "Come on, and if it's horrible and a total disaster," "I don't know you." "Come on." "Did you know they were gonna do this?" "He hasn't played a club in years." "Are you scared, or turned on?" "Both." "Look, I don't care that they are about to break ground." "They are building on an ancient burial site." "Now, you get an injunction, and you shut them down." "How do I know that?" "Because I do my research, Tuck, because I am concerned about your ancestral heritage, okay?" "Yes." "And I do not want him having four hotels to my three." "That's very good." "Now, you shut him down." "Hey, sexy." "Have they started in there?" "I'm sorry." "That was business." "You always play that dirty?" "That is not playing dirty." "That is how the game is played." "People think they can take advantage of you, they usually do." "I think people treat you the way that you treat them." "That's a nice thought, on a pillow." "Here's another thought." "How about you join us before the show's over?" "Or, we could plug in a Coltrane CD and start our own party right here." "Listening to music in the backseat of your car is not a date, Joe." "It's high school." "That's good." "The whole room's glad to see me." "Joe!" "Hello, ladies." "Isn't that your husband?" "Uh, yes." "Wow, Wendy, he is really good." "I mean, he should be doing something with his music." "I thought he was a restaurateur." "Yeah, you missed a lot." "Yeah!" "Thank you, thank you, thank you." "We'll see you later." "Bye." "I'll see you later, guys." "Cheers." "Hey, honey." "Hey." "Oh, I'm sorry." "Do we know each other?" "I'm a bit sweaty, darling." "Mmm, I know." "Oh, just hop in, and we'll give you a lift uptown." "Oh, no, I think I'm gonna walk up Madison." "It's such a nice night." "For a yak." "Get in the car." "I got it, John." "Yeah, honey." "No, no, really." "I need some air." "Okay." "You're gonna walk home in Jimmy Choo?" "You're my hero!" "Good night." "Good night." "Bye!" "Taxi." "Where to?" "Downtown." "You have to play with the band more often." "When?" "Before Taylor's karate class, or after helping Maddie with her homework?" "Honey, come here." "What just happened?" "That's my dress." "That's my dress!" "And that's my dress!" "And that's my dress!" "And that's my dress!" "Look, babe, if you want to go shopping, I'll call tomorrow and have them close the store for a couple hours, but it's a little late right now." "Those are my dresses!" "They will be, tomorrow at 10:00 when they open." "I'll even throw in a purse." "Don't you get it?" "These are my dresses, and I designed them!" "Ricardo Bragini stole my dresses!" "Coming." "Yeah, coming!" "Hi." "Hey." "Come on in." "Sorry the place is such a mess." "Oh, Kirby, relax." "Do you have any wine?" "Are you already drunk?" "Yeah." "I've got some wine I think you'll like." "Look, so I've been, uh..." "I've been thinking about you, and about us..." "I like the sound of "us."" "I want you to understand that this is just sex, nothing more." "You can't need me." "I can't need you." "Is any of this, what I'm saying, making sense?" "Not at all." "But if it's the only way, then..." "Yeah, it is." "Oh, I missed that." "Me, too." "Just so that we are completely clear and there's no confusion, we need to have a specific set of rules." "Right." "Like a safe word?" "No, I'm serious." "I mean, we have to be strangers when we're in public, and you can't contact me at home." "That's an absolute." "Absolutely." "No, stop." "Look, I need to know that you're going to remember this." "What are you doing?" "I suck at memorizing." "Kirby, don't make fun of me." "I'm not." "You're being serious." "I'm being serious." "What was that first rule again?" "When we're in public, we're strangers." "Right." "Good." "Two?" "You can't contact me at home." "Mmm." "Three?" "Don't disobey the rules." "Oh, please, why are we listening to this?" "Because I love it." "It's torture." "Oh, you didn't seem like you were in pain last night." "Uh, well, tequila helped." "What's up with dinner music for breakfast?" "This is your dad playing." "He composed this piece." "Pretty cool, huh?" "Mmm, you want pancakes?" "Pass." "What's going on with you guys?" "Nothing." "It's just that your dad won't own his genius." "No, your dad doesn't want to limp down memory lane." "He's moved on." "Eggs?" "You want eggs?" "Sure." "Me, too!" "I like this music." "You should." "You were conceived to it." "Okay, uh, pass on the eggs." "Grossed out." "Going to school." "Bye." "No!" "Not without eating your breakfast!" "Sit down!" "Sit down!" "Bye!" "Okay." "Bye!" "Bye, honey." "Could you please turn this off?" "Please?" "Yes." "Thank you!" "I'm off!" "Bye!" "Bye, sweetheart!" "Mmm..." "Morning." "Hey." "Morning." "Are all these yours?" "Yep." "My living room doubles as the Kirby Atwood Gallery of Mediocre Art." "They're not mediocre, Kirby." "They're really good." "Thanks." "No one's beating down my door." "I guess since Patty Bloom wrote me off, everyone else has, too." "Is that still going on?" "I'm so sorry." "Don't be." "I'm managing just fine." "Hey." "Morning." "Wow." "Someone's been busy." "I wrote some more rules." "Oh." "We already broke number seven." "Well, the only reason I slept over is 'cause Charles is out of town." "Mmm." "Trust me, I'm not complaining." "When am I gonna see you again?" "'Cause I am never gonna learn to play by these rules if I don't get a little practice." "Hmm." "He copied your entire line?" "Every detail." "Every stitch." "Victory, breathe." "I can't." "I feel like someone Botoxed my whole body." "Have you ever met with Ricardo Bragini, shown him your sketches?" "Well, even if I did, it wouldn't matter, because Ricardo Bragini is a brand!" "He has 12 people designing for him, and then, on top of that, he buys freelance." "You have your sketches, right?" "Well, I can't find them." "I can't find my pulse." "Calm down." "You need to call your lawyer." "Her lawyer can't do anything." "Then she'll call my lawyer." "Designers aren't protected by copyright laws." "What?" "Why?" "Because clothing is not considered an art." "That's why stuff like this happens all the time." "That's why designers are so secretive about their work!" "Really?" "I thought that was just an affectation, like wearing your sunglasses inside." "That was one time!" "And you know I had a sty!" "All right, look." "I think that you should just call him and speak to him directly." "I have called him!" "I called him three times and I left him messages." "But I don't think he's gonna call me back, because no one would actually admit that they stole your work." "Especially when you don't have the evidence to prove it." "Well, then, you need to turn this place inside out and find the sketches." "When does Roy come in?" "Okay, you know..." "You guys, just go." "I can do this." "I'll figure this out." "I can do this by myself." "Go." "Where are you going?" "This whole year has been one setback after another for her." "You know what?" "She's tougher than you think, and she's gonna get through it." "Here's an idea I want to run by you." "I want to submit Shane as a composer on this new David Hernandez film." "Ooh, what does Shane say?" "I wasn't gonna tell him unless he got the job." "Why wouldn't you tell him?" "Because he wouldn't let me do it." "And if he did get the job, he would say that everyone would say he got the job just 'cause he's married to me." "What do you mean, if he gets the job?" "Oh, Wendy, come on." "Get real." "If you submit your husband, you're head of the studio, he's gonna get the job." "That's why I want to do it under another name." "Look, we both know he's talented, right?" "You said so yourself." "He needs to be doing this." "He needs this." "He needs to have a job outside of our family." "Look, I get it, but what if the director doesn't think he's as talented as we do?" "Shane'll never know." "Yeah, but you will." "Come on." "You need to stop looking in boxes and start looking at your employees." "Excuse me?" "You just fired 15 workers." "People do not like losing their jobs." "Sometimes they retaliate." "Yeah, well, Joe, you and I are not the same person." "I had a great relationship with my employees." "We were a family." "Yes, and you just fired that family." "I am guessing that some of them are as ambitious and driven as you, and not nearly as decent." "Okay." "Just..." "Just stop." "Well, I'm not gonna go there." "If the sketches were stolen, we need to speak to the guys who did the move." "Somehow, I doubt men with names like Bubba and Bones know where to sell a sketch of a cocktail dress." "You know what?" "You just don't get it, because you pick up the phone and you do deals with strangers." "I sat in a room day in and day out with the same people, year after year." "I know their mothers, their lovers, what medications they gave their pets." "I realize, Joe, that trust may be a foreign concept for you, but it worked for me, so just take your Prince of Darkness attitude and go." "Just think about it." "Please go." "Hey, Reese, it's Victory." "I'm sorry to bother you, but could you please call me?" "I need your help." "It's kind of important." "Okay." "Josh, okay, could you please type up my notes?" "Uh, you know, this coverage, it's gobbledygook." "I don't even think the reader speaks English, so find somebody else." "And would you please make sure that David Hernandez gets this composer demo?" "And what time is my meeting with Jonathan Kier?" "2:00." "Great." "Okay, I'm gonna just go talk to Nico for a little bit." "You know, just send it." "Don't bend it." "Now." "Okay." "Okay." "I'll be back." "Okay." "I'll be in Nico's office, 23rd floor, if you need me." "Shane McCormick." "I'm already feeling weird about it." "Okay, stop doubting yourself." "You thought it through, and this is the decision that you landed on." "But you know, while you're hustling up jobs," "I wonder if you could just find one more." "For whom?" "First, you have to promise you won't freak out." "Why would I freak out?" "You remember Kirby Atwood?" "The guy who tried to sue you for sexual harassment?" "Yeah, I remember him!" "Okay, see?" "You're freaking out." "No." "No." "I am not." "I am not." "I am Buddha on the mountain." "Speak." "Well, he called me the other day." "What?" "Buddha on the mountain." "Anyway, as it turns out, since I got him fired, he can't get any work, and I was wondering, maybe you could find him something, like a set photographer on one of your movies." "I would make some calls myself, but my history with him is a little tainted." "Nico, please, don't ask me to do this." "Wendy, he's really talented, and he just deserves a break." "I feel like it's my fault, and I just want to make it right." "Please?" "Enough with the suicide watch." "I am fine." "I need to finish this before this afternoon so I can get to the fabric store in Rego Park." "What about your 3:00 p. m." "With Diego Cantero?" "Who?" "He called yesterday, and you said he could come by." "I didn't agree to anything yesterday." "I was in posttraumatic shock yesterday." "I couldn't put on socks yesterday." "He's an investor." "Well, then, just call him and reschedule, please." "I don't feel up to selling myself right now." "Stay where you are!" "I can get it." "Reese?" "Please don't kill me." "Ricardo Bragini stole your designs, and it's my fault." "Why do you have these?" "I don't even know where to begin." "Try!" "When you started letting people go, I got nervous, and went on some interviews." "Bragini was the first, and it went well." "He liked my portfolio." "But then he asked me to come back for a second interview to show him more sketches, and I didn't have any more." "And I didn't have time to whip up a bunch of new things." "So I panicked." "I knew you were dumping these after Fashion Week, so I showed him some of your things and said they were mine." "Oh, Reese." "I didn't even get the job." "All I did was show them to him, and he must have memorized every last detail." "And now I feel so horrible." "Hey." "What are you doing here?" "You tell me." "I got a message on my cell from David Hernandez's office." "Wanted to chat with me about my demo CD." "Oh, well, what did they say?" "I didn't call them back." "That's not the point, is it?" "I'm sorry." "I should have told you." "But I'm not sorry I submitted it, Shane, 'cause it's that good, and you are so right for this project." "Are you really gonna sit there and defend yourself like this?" "You don't discuss this with me?" "You just make an executive decision, as if you were buying a pair of mittens for our son?" "You did this because this is what you want for me." "If I discussed this, that CD would still be under a pile of Taylor's Power Rangers." "I don't want to be offered a job just because I'm your husband." "I submitted you under a different name." "What?" "Shane McCormick." "That's who they think you are." "Well, how long before they realize who I really am?" "Who cares?" "If you get the job, you've earned it on your own merit, and if they've called, they must be interested." "Well, I'm not." "When I choose to toss my hat into the ring, I'll be the one doing the tossing." "Thank you." "Oh..." "Hey." "Am I the only person in the world allowed to know how talented you are?" "Oh..." "Shane, it's a wonderful opportunity." "Can't you just stay open and see where it goes?" "Not for me, for yourself." "Nico Reilly!" "Jim!" "Jim." "To what do we owe this honor?" "Could you just, for a second?" "Thank you." "Hey." "Hey!" "Bonfire was doing a photo shoot next door, and I couldn't resist." "Does this mean we have a shot at you guys doing a piece on us?" "I was thinking of doing a profile of, uh..." "Of Sasha Winters." "Oh, man, she's so incredible in this film." "She's gonna blow you away." "I should introduce you." "Sasha, darling." "Come here a sec." "I want you to meet somebody." "Oh, my God, the humanity." "Come on." "Good." "Lucky you." "Nico Reilly, Sasha Winters." "Hi." "Hi." "Nico's editor-in-chief of Bonfire magazine." "They might be interested in doing a piece on you." "Really?" "Absolutely." "I'm a huge fan." "This is Sasha's first time shooting a film in New York." "Oh, do you like it, or do you miss L. A?" "Oh, no." "The crew's amazing." "And I love the fact that I can, you know, roll out of bed 10 minutes before my call time." "Well, we, you know, we should set up something." "Have lunch, or..." "Promote the film." "Shoot some pictures." "That, too." "Clock's ticking." "All right, we got to get cracking, so just..." "Oh, it was really nice to meet you." "Yeah, you, too." "Oh, you know what?" "I'm throwing a fundraiser at The Foundry this Friday night." "If you're free, you should stop by." "That sounds great." "Thank you." "Hey, stick around a little bit." "Think you'll find this interesting, to say the least." "Probably a winner." "I already do." "I'm not..." "I'm not a jungle gym." "I'm a photographer, okay?" "Yeah, well, you know, Reese, we all make mistakes, and I know what it's like to put yourself out there, and it can be pretty scary sometimes, huh?" "Uh-huh." "Yeah." "The worst part is I feel like you'll never want to see me again." "Oh, hopefully, we'll look back and have a good laugh at this one day." "I hope so." "Oh, of course we will, sweetie." "Bye-bye." "I know I wasn't supposed to hear any of that, and I was really trying hard not to listen, but, man, she is a mess." "I was really starting to feel sorry for her." "Yeah, me, too." "Poor Reese." "She's just such an awful, little liar." "Oh!" "David, hi!" "What's that?" "Please tell me you're not still rewriting?" "No, it's the next project." "So, how is post-production going?" "Oh, it's excellent." "It's really coming along." "Good." "Oh, and thanks, by the way, for that CD you tossed my way." "Oh, did you like it?" "Oh, it's awesome." "I never heard of this guy, but he's clearly got chops." "I think it'll be great to find someone fresh." "Really?" "I totally agree." "That's fantastic." "How did you find him?" "Have you worked with him before?" "No." "No, no, not really." "Um, sort of." "Look, I've got to be straightforward." "Shane McCormick is Shane Healy, my husband." "What?" "I didn't want to influence your decision based on my position, so I submitted him under that name." "But thank God it all worked out, right?" "Well, I was about to say it was down to three people, and Shane was one of them, but I guess it's down to one now." "No." "No, no." "You've got to hire the person who's best for the job." "I mean, if it's Shane, that's great, and if not, it's fine." "I don't want you feeling any pressure." "So, you'd be okay if I then went with someone else?" "Absolutely." "All right, cool." "So, you're positive that Reese sold him the designs?" "I'm not positive of anything, except that Reese sold him the designs." "Can I get an extra ticket for tomorrow night or not?" "Yeah, you got it." "And I'm gonna need one for Ricardo Bragini, too." "You want me to invite that pompous ass to an event that I'm hosting?" "Oh, come on." "Suck it up." "He sat next to me at Fashion Week and told me that my hair looked like a pat of butter melting on a pancake." "It did look a little flat that night." "Oh, I'm sorry." "Sold out." "No more tickets." "Come on, Nico." "Please?" "I need help on this one." "Honey, you realize that this is a public event, right?" "This little scheme-y thing that you're planning?" "If it backfires, you could get some really nasty press." "I don't care if security has to come in and carry me out." "It will be worth it." "Well, if anyone can carry off a straight jacket, that would be you." "Thanks." "I do love a buckle." "Hey, there." "Hey." "What are we watching?" "It's a rough cut of David's film." "It's pretty good." "Look." "Uh, I can see why you thought of me." "It is basically my childhood, except with a bit more humor, and green vegetables." "Did they offer you the job?" "Um, no, not yet." "I guess they want me to lay down a few sample tracks for some of these early scenes." "Are you gonna do it?" "Well, yeah, I've gotten this far." "I don't think they would've messengered this 'round here if they didn't think I was a serious contender." "What's the matter?" "You look concerned." "No, not at all." "Do you think they may have sent this around for other reasons?" "No." "I think they sent it to you 'cause they want you." "It's probably down to you and a few other composers, and David just wants to make an educated decision." "Is there any dinner?" "Yeah, top shelf." "Wendy, what's going on?" "Yesterday, you were my greatest champion." "Today, I don't know, you're kind of like an agent who possibly won't return a call." "What happened?" "Nothing." "I just don't want to see you put so much emphasis on this one job." "That's all." "And the important thing is your name's out there again, and people love your music." "It's all good." "Yeah, except that it's not my name, and it would be better if I did this film." "Do you know something I don't?" "It's a competitive business, Shane." "I hate to see you bust your ass to please them, and then what if it doesn't happen?" "You get hurt." "So, what happened to you this morning?" "It was kind of hot, don't you think?" "You there watching me, me watching you." "I got to be honest, I didn't think your rules were gonna be that much fun." "You took a lot of shots of that bed scene." "Yeah." "Sasha was saying how weird it was, everyone there on set seeing her sex face." "You two talk a lot?" "Little bit." "She's a piece of work, that girl." "You know, in fact, she wrote her cell number on my call sheet for tomorrow." "How funny is that?" "Yeah." "And?" "And what?" "Well, you should call her." "Why would I call her?" "I mean, who wants her?" "I have you." "No, Kirby, you don't have me." "I mean, my husband has me." "Yeah." "I keep trying to forget about that." "Well, don't, 'cause it's not gonna go away." "Okay, as long as you're not going away." "You know, I think you should go out with Sasha." "I think you should go out with Jeremy Piven." "No, I mean, we said, and I thought that we were clear, no emotional involvement, and when you tell me that you don't want to go out with some gorgeous young actress that's obviously interested in you," "that says to me that you're not getting it." "Fine." "I'll call her." "Okay, yeah, fine." "Why don't you call her now?" "It's still early." "I have a lot of work to do." "Ricardo Bragini, so glad you could make it." "Wouldn't miss it." "Why did you invite me?" "Why not?" "You like a free martini as much as the next fellow." "Lovely dress." "At what age should a woman cover her neck?" "Okay." "You sure you don't want to check your coat?" "Not yet." "Hey, Joe!" "Hey." "I'm so glad you guys came." "Ow!" "If you ever make me invite Bragini to another party of mine, our friendship is terminated." "So, you ready to write a big, fat check?" "What'll it get me?" "Oh, a private bar for your exclusive use." "You won't have to wait in line for a cocktail." "Victory!" "Oh, my God, this party is amazing." "Ethan Hawke just stepped on my toe." "Thank you so much for inviting me." "Oh, it's my pleasure." "Reese, you remember my friend, Nico Reilly." "Totally." "Hi!" "Hi." "And this is Joe Bennett." "Pleasure to meet you." "If you ladies will excuse me," "I'm gonna go to my future bar and get a drink." "Can I get anyone anything?" "No, I think we're good." "Oh, wait, Joe." "Would you hold this?" "Mmm-hmm." "Could you please check this for me?" "Wow!" "The red Bragini dress." "It looks so good on you." "Thanks." "I just couldn't resist." "Let's go mingle." "Huh..." "Contracts from business affairs." "Thanks." "And David Hernandez on line two." "Okay, great." "Shut my door." "David, hey." "Hey there." "Just wanted to let you know that Shane got the job." "Really?" "Oh, I didn't expect you to make your decision that quickly, but that's great." "Uh, listen, I hope that you didn't feel like your back was against the wall." "It was never my intention to..." "Wendy, it is what it is." "Your husband got the gig." "You're happy." "The film has a composer." "Uh, look, my editor just walked in." "I gotta run." "See this model right here?" "I worked with her once." "Hermaphrodite!" "Oh, my God." "Wait, who?" "I cannot believe that Nico didn't tell me that Bragini was gonna be here!" "What's he doing here?" "Who knows?" "Probably memorizing dresses to steal." "That monster should be locked up behind bars." "He makes me sick." "Let's leave." "You know what we should do?" "We should confront the bastard." "What?" "Why would we want to do that?" "There are photographers here, and rich people." "Well, we don't have to make a scene." "We'll just have a nice, civilized confrontation." "Excuse me." "I'm sorry, but you can't be back here." "Well, we can't be out there." "This area is for staff only." "Please." "Maybe we could..." "Oh!" "Nico!" "Sasha!" "So glad you could make it." "Nico, this is Kirby Atwood." "He's working with me on the movie, taking stills." "Mmm." "It's a pleasure to meet you." "Likewise." "Please, enjoy yourselves." "We plan to." "Excuse me, I, uh..." "I have guests to attend to." "Can we do this on Monday?" "This feels like really bad timing." "I don't think this is an exit." "Why are you so intent on leaving, Reese?" "You don't have anything to hide." "You're not the thief, right?" "It's not that simple." "Because you didn't just show him my sketches." "You sold them to him, didn't you?" "No, I..." "That is not how it happened." "If he gave you a check and you cashed it, then you sold him my designs." "Fine." "What do you want, 25 percent?" "Thirty?" "You're offering me a percentage of my own work?" "God, who are you?" "You could've come clean at any point, but you chose to keep lying." "You obviously learned nothing from me." "I learned plenty!" "If Victory Ford wasn't hanging with Nico Reilly and Wendy Healy and all of her other fancy friends, you'd be in there serving mini goat cheese pizzas with the rest of us who actually have to work for a living!" "You got where you are because you latched on to anyone who could help you climb." "Oh, how dare you?" "You think my friendships are based on agenda?" "You're obviously more twisted than I even thought!" "Don't worry about talking to Bragini." "I'll do it myself." "Are we supposed to be serving in the sculpture garden as well?" "That wasn't in the contract." "What are you talking about?" "You've got a couple of guests who apparently need more than a lobby." "I'm going in." "Oh, no, you don't." "My party, my call." "Ricardo!" "No!" "I didn't design the stupid dress she's wearing." "Okay?" "Or the other two sketches you bought from me." "They're hers." "Okay?" "No, they're mine." "I believe the label says Ricardo Bragini." "It might, but that dress could've only come from Victory Ford." "What do you say we call it a night, tiger, hmm?" "You're melting, dear." "Melting." "Hey." "Hey." "Did I wake you?" "No, no, no." "No, I just got into bed, darling." "How was your screening?" "Oh, long." "How was your evening?" "Um, it was short." "You better get your clothes off quick." "We've got something to celebrate." "What?" "I got it." "I got the job!" "Oh!" "Honey, oh, congratulations." "I know." "I'm so happy for you." "It's amazing." "I feel like I've already got half the movie composed in my head already." "By the way, where'd you come up with that name, McCormick, anyway?" "High school chemistry teacher." "He was also a musician." "I had a little crush." "Okay." "Fair enough." "Well, I hope they don't think they're hiring him, because this McCormick is pretty happy he got this job on his own!" "Coming!" "Oh, hey." "You're here." "Yeah, uh, I live here." "Where else would I be?" "Um, are you, uh..." "Are you alone?" "Uh, no, I, uh, I've got company." "Oh." "Oh, I'm sorry." "You." "Do you want to come in?" "Aren't you breaking rule number six, showing up unannounced?" "I'm sorry, I..." "Yeah, I should've called." "So, how was your date?" "Dull." "Or maybe it was thrilling." "I don't know." "You choose." "You set it up." "Well, it looked like you guys were having fun." "I mean, you two skipped out early." "Nico." "I'm not playing this game." "I didn't need to go to that party." "I didn't want to go to that party." "I'd have been happy to stay home and watch the game." "I did that for you, but I'm not doing it again." "Because I know who I want to be with." "What's the matter?" "Did I break another rule?" "Look, Kirby, you know what?" "I wanted this to be simple, you know, just physical, so that I could walk away from it at any time, but I just..." "I'm not so sure that that's what this is anymore." "So what are you saying?" "What?" "No, Roy, you're not coming in today." "I don't care if it is a workday." "Okay, goodbye, Roy!" "Roy!" "I swear, if you're calling me from the hallway, I'm going to kill you!" "Oh, you're not Roy." "We met the other night." "Diego Cantero." "At Birdland." "Oh, right." "That's right." "Uh, you're the investor." "Please, come in." "My girlfriend, Serena, was quite taken with one of your dresses." "Oh, I remember." "I'm sorry." "We had an appointment." "You'll have to excuse my attire." "I had a late night." "And a wild one." "I saw the paper." "I was thinking about what you said the other night at the club." "A designer doesn't make money selling one dress at a time." "She makes money by mass-marketing her work, right?" "Well, yeah." "So, if I wanted to buy that dress for my girlfriend, it would only be worth your while if I ordered, what..." "Thousands of them." "Yeah, it would be crazy." "To order one dress for one woman, yes." "But, you see, I'm a venture capitalist, Miss Ford, mostly real estate, and I'm thinking about getting into the fashion business, and I think you are a damn good investment." "Well..." "If that isn't a reason to get dressed, I don't know what is." "If you'll just excuse me..." "Oh, no, no, no!" "Don't get up!" "I'm just gonna go put on something really uncomfortable."