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How’s my little Picasso?

Ah, another masterpiece.

You’re just saying that ’cause you're my dad.

No, I’m not.

Yes, you are.

- No, I’m not. - Uh-huh.

Something’s burning, Daddy.

Oh, God.

Daddy ruined dinner again.

He’ll learn. He’s a good learner, honey.

- It’s wonderful. - It’s heaven.

What’ll I do without you?

Come snuggle with me.

Jump in. Come on.

I tell you what.

I’ll make you some guidelines...

...so if you ever don’t know what to do

and Daddy doesn’t know what to do either,

I’ll still be there to hold your hand.

Can I use this?

Okay, hand me that pen.

You hold this side.

Hold this.

Okay.

There you are.

- Seven. - And a half.

And a half.

The most important thing to do

is to play as much as you can.

Now, when you’re nine,

make sure Daddy lets you go to sleepaway camp.

It’s a pretty important rite of passage for a little girl.

When you’re 12, you’ll start junior high,

and I think it would be nice

if you ran for class office.

How ’bout treasurer?

What about president?

President.

High school is very important.

I think you should have

your first boyfriend when you’re 16,

and he should be a nice boy

that you can have fun with.

Should I marry him?

No, no, no, no, no.

We’ll call him number one.

Your first objective in college

is education,

your second-- love life.

Number two,

number three.

You should have lots of experiences

before you get married.

And then you’ll have to decide

what kind of job you want.

You can be anything you put your mind to.

Doctor?

Blood.

Lawyer?

What do they do?

They argue, and they get their way.

Sounds good. I’ll be that.

Don’t rush into law school.

Go to Europe if you want.

It’s a great place for romance too.

You’ll be ready for a long-term relationship

with the fifth guy.

I’ll be fine,

and I’ll marry six so you can rest.

Then how about number seven?

He’s the one?

What will be different about him?

You’ll see fireworks.

On the Fourth of July?

A different kind of fireworks.

You’ll understand when it happens.

And, Amy...

...his hands...

...they’ll fit.

Hey, sweet pea.

Mommy got very sick last night.

Come on, give Daddy a hug, huh?

♪ The sun just slipped its note below my door ♪

♪ And I can’t hide beneath my sheets ♪

♪ I’ve read the words before, so now I know ♪

♪ The time has come again for me ♪

♪ And I’m feeling the same way all over again ♪

♪ Feeling the same way all over again ♪

♪ Singing the same lines all over again ♪

♪ No matter how much I pretend ♪

♪ Another day that I can’t find my head ♪

♪ My feet don’t look like they’re my own ♪

♪ I try and find the floor below to stand ♪

♪ I hope I reach it once again. ♪

Salad, check.

Salmon, check. Quiche, check.

Soup.

Here we go.

Hmm.

To the end of Leo.

Hey, Leo was a productive relationship for me.

Amy, the guy cheated on you.

Yeah, and now I know that I’m not looking

for the kind of guy who cheats on me.

Come on. Leo was...

a necessary life experience.

My toast is to moving on.

Ah, right, the time line.

Yeah, the time line.

Come on, Dad. You can’t deny

that every single thing Mom told me to do

was the right thing.

Summer camp, student council,

trip to Europe-- I mean, come on.

It’s the magic of my life.

Yeah, with barely a month to go before trial,

I’m depending on you guys.

And gals.

Those of you attending the McNamara conference,

it’s been rescheduled for 9:00.

Wait. Tomorrow’s Saturday.

Hanson & Monnick. How can I help you?

He means tonight.

Ugh. I’m going to be here till midnight at least.

I thought you wanted to make partner.

This is an unreal opportunity.

I know. I know.

And I’m depending on you too.

I expect you to pull an all-nighter if you have to.

I will. How am I supposed to get my beauty sleep?

I have a blind date tomorrow, you know.

It’s called concealer.

Put three dabs under each eye,

you’ll still look fabulous.

Great.

Mine. I got it.

Hey, Jack?

I’m gonna get a drink.

Are you-- you Jack?

Jack? Me? No.

Oh, gosh. I’m so sorry.

I’m meeting someone here,

and it’s a blind date,

who’s already seven minutes late.

But obviously it’s not you,

so I’m sorry to have bothered you.

Hey.

Have fun.

Thank you. That’s--

that’s really sweet.

Tennis, anyone?

- Jack.

Hey, you look great.

71. 71?

Cranberry and orange muffin.

72.

Hey, Reg.

Hi.

Onion with a schmear and a decaf.

Thank you so much.

Hey, I haven’t seen poppy seed for a few weeks.

Oh, Leo, yeah.

We won’t be seeing poppy seed any longer. Thank God.

Okay, 78.

Hey, I’ve got some stuff for your coworkers.

- Peter... - And--

...that really isn’t necessary.

My first regular when we opened last year,

you deserve no less.

Yeah, but I’m starting to feel a little indebted.

Yeah?

Well, you know, there is something,

actually, I’m going to ask you.

It’s a wedding.

What?

Yeah, I want you to come.

- Huh? - As a favor.

What?

You see, it’s an old friend from school.

Long story, but I RSVPed for two,

and I can’t bear to go alone.

Why don’t you ask that redhead girl

that comes in all the time

with the platforms? She’s cute.

Yeah, I did. Yeah, she freaked

when I told her it was out of town.

- It’s out of town? - Yeah, well, you see,

okay, he’s from Boston.

His wife-to-be has always had this fantasy

of getting married on Orcas Island.

Peter.

Well, when is it?

Three weeks.

That’s plenty of time to find a real date.

Hmm. Okay.

Look, Peter, I would be happy

to find you a real date, okay?

I know a lot of amazing women.

I’ll think about it. I’m late for work.

I got to go, but I will think on this. I--

you know who would be amazing? Janey.

- She’s got a great body. - Okay.

Don’t worry. I’ll think about it.

Oh.

Hi.

So was, uh, Jack

everything that you hoped for?

As a matter of fact, no,

but, I mean, what do you expect

when your dental hygienist sets you up with a guy

a month after your boyfriend of three years

cheats on you with his ex-wife?

I probably exuded that I wasn’t over him,

which I am, over him.

Yeah.

- Oop. Sorry. Excuse me. - Oh, oops.

97.

Oh, hey, why don’t you use my number?

Oh. Thank you.

So how was your date?

Wasn’t really a date.

Oh, are you married or...?

Oh, when I’m married, I’ll still have dates.

With my wife. You know,

leave the kids with a sitter.

Oh.

- That’s sweet. - 97.

Oh, thank-- I thought you had to rush off to work.

Yeah, I did,

and then I just ran into...

him.

I see.

So, what can I get you?

I’ll have what she’s having.

Huh. Okay.

One onion with a schmear and a decaf.

Yeah, caffeine makes me lose my focus.

You know, me too. It’s--

Oh, and the girl from the tennis club

is a classmate from business school.

- She’s in town for-- - Business?

Yeah. You know, it was nice to see an old friend.

I just moved into town from Chicago,

and this new job of mine takes so many hours,

I don’t have a lot of time

- to meet new people. - Yeah.

That’s three bucks.

There you go.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

Yeah, so I’ll see you tomorrow?

Yeah.

You know, you’re going to love that.

Peter makes the best bagels in town.

Number 98.

- So, what’s your name? - Amy Myer.

Amy Myer, I am Daniel McCandles.

Hi. Oh, you actually like those things?

Couldn’t live without it.

You should get one.

Oh, and give up the satisfaction of crossing things out?

Not on your life.

There’s always delete.

And I’d love to get your number.

Oh. It’s...

- There you go. - Got it.

I don’t even know how to work it, but...

Here. Right there.

Hey, Maya. It’s me, Amy.

Yeah, listen. Can you check my machine?

I think it’s--

no, it’s a new one. I think maybe I plugged it--

I’m serious. I plugged it in wrong or something.

Would you just...?

Thank you.

- Hi. It’s Amy... - Hi. It’s Amy.

Please leave a message at the beep. Thank you.

Testing. One, two, three.

I believe the malfunction

is with the faculty of Daniel’s brain.

- I got to go. - Bye. Bye. Love you.

You may cross "check machine" off your list.

Get your bagel, and go to work.

- Hi, Amy. - Hey.

Hey, Dave.

Thank you.

- Hey. - Hi.

- Tough day? - I wish I could say it was over.

I have to go back after dinner.

No, you don’t.

Anyway, this case

is the biggest opportunity of my career.

I’m the youngest lawyer on it, so...

Well, that’s great, right?

Yeah.

Why do you seem so blue?

- I do? - Mm-hmm.

Well,

there’s this guy,

Daniel.

I don’t know. I really...

just thought that we connected,

but apparently...

Why am I telling you?

We should be worried about your love life, not mine.

I’m serious.

You know, you need to be getting out a little bit more.

- Amy. - Did you take a walk today?

What--

Who knew that Rollerblading could be a lethal sport?

There you go. Stretch it tight.

You know, maybe next time, try using elbow pads

and a private instructor.

Can I come?

- Yeah. - No.

I was doing fine.

My hands were full,

and I had to protect the bagels when I lost my balance.

Oh, Janey, you know what?

I’ve been meaning to ask you,

would you ever consider going out with my bagel guy?

I don’t know him that well, but he’s pretty cute,

and he’s the manager of the store.

You could probably get free bagels.

Amy, I’m already taken.

Yeah, nice try, though, Ame.

Okay.

- Honey, not too much. - All right, hand me the phone.

No. No. No, you’re not checking messages again.

Can’t we just have a civilized, relaxing afternoon?

Tomorrow, it will have been a week since I gave him my number.

- Oh, a whole week. - Oh, a week.

- Libby!

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. - Hey. Hey, Libby!

- Watch the window! No! - Ooh!

- Janey, give me the phone. - Janey.

Amy, Amy, what’s your code?

1-2-2-1.

Raymond Richard, you give--

Is his name Daniel?

- No! Don’t--

get that.

Tonight? I can’t.

Tuesday.

Oh, you know, 7:00’s a little early

for me to get out of the office.

Friday, I have plans.

Oh, Saturday would be great. Yeah.

8:00?

Okay.

Okay, all right.

Thanks. Bye.

Why are you playing hard to get?

I’m not playing hard to get.

It’s just laundry night tonight.

Anyway, it’s too soon to say yes.

He waited a whole week to call me.

And Friday, I have dinner with Dad.

Besides, she can’t be mentally prepared

for a first date on such short notice.

Ah, I see.

Tcch.

I will not ramble. I will not mention Leo.

I will not lose my cool.

I will have fun.

Hi.

Hi.

Oh.

That’s...

hmm.

Wait a second. Taste this.

Oh, chocolate strawberries.

Oh. Mmm. Mmm.

These are just divine.

Sometimes it’s the little things in life

- that mean the most. - Hmm.

So, what does a venture capitalist do, anyway?

I seek out unrealized potential,

and I invest in it.

I see something of value,

and I’m not afraid to go after it.

I know you know what I’m talking about, right?

You mean like a company or, you know...

Just forget companies.

I look at you, and I see

this beautiful, accomplished woman

who doesn’t even fully appreciate

all that she has to offer.

- Yeah. - Happy New Year.

I’m sorry. I can’t do this.

I don’t understand.

It’s just-- I don’t--

- it’s-- - I don’t.

My ex, just I’m not over him.

You’re over him. I can tell.

I’m not. It's been-- we were together for three years.

I’ve just-- I’m not ready.

Look, the best way to get over an ex

is by going out with other people.

Look, Daniel, I don’t want you

to take this the wrong way,

because I really like you,

but I’m just not looking for a boyfriend right now.

It’s just the wrong time.

Amy, why don’t we just get to know each other,

and we can take our time with this?

That’d be okay?

Yeah.

Okay.

Oh.

This is horrible!

I’m still not quite following.

He’s the one.

I mean, he is perfect.

He’s solid, and he's--

well...

he’s the one.

You know this after a three-hour date?

Prompt arrival, amazing dinner, definite flosser.

And besides, you guys are the ones

who told me I would know right away,

like what Ray said when he toasted you at the wedding.

All it took was that kiss.

- At the gas station. - At the gas station.

There were fireworks.

Oh, God, this is huge.

Right?

Hey, does he golf?

Honey, you don’t golf.

Yeah, well, I’d like to,

but I don’t have a partner.

Okay, but, you guys, listen to me.

We have to forget all about it for right now,

because it’s very complicated.

You complicate buying shampoo.

Look, if it’s right, you just got to go with it.

The timing. It’s just not the right time.

Of the month?

Of my life!

Right.

The time line?

- Mm-hmm. - Come on, Amy.

Not everything your mom suggested is so peachy.

What are you talk-- what?

Okay, your job, for instance.

What is wrong with my job?

You sneak out of the office to paint plates, Amy.

It’s a release.

And think about how proud my mom would be.

I’m on the road to making partner.

Oh, you guys, it was so incredible.

I mean, the fireworks were beautiful.

They were red and green and just--

Literally?

Yes, and my mom said that there would be fireworks.

Oh, and there was moonlight and dancing,

and these colors that were just like ones

that I used to paint with when I was a kid.

I felt like my mom was there,

you know, looking down.

So, what I’m going to do

is I’m just going to date Daniel casually

until I find an interim boyfriend,

you know, someone to fill in as number six.

Okay, how do you define "boyfriend"?

Okay, say I’m with a guy

at an office party

and he says to his colleague,

"This is Amy, my girlfriend."

That’ll seal the deal.

Okay, well, you know, what if Daniel

decides to go out and get a girlfriend?

- No, he won’t. - He could.

You know, you risk losing him by doing this.

Impossible.

Okay, okay, this is beyond stupid.

Your mom would be ashamed.

No, she wouldn’t. Maya, she would say,

"Amy, you need to have one more experience.

You need to have one last hurrah

before you’re ready for number seven."

Come on. Don’t you guys

have any desperate friends anymore?

I have two words for you, "dating service."

Dating service?

Dating service.

Oh, when I look at Woody and Soon-Yi,

I say, "Bravo, my man."

Three cheers for the old goat, eh?

More vino?

I hope you won’t mind feeding me.

Excuse me?

I hope you won’t mind feeding me.

And do you have any upcoming office parties?

I-I don’t work at an office.

Um...

you know, I think there’s been a mistake.

Relax, Amy.

I only look like a woman on the outside.

If you had seen these guys.

Well, people.

I’ll get it.

Dating service. I mean, I can’t believe

people actually find someone through those things.

What am I going to do now?

Pass me the jelly.

This is pathetic, Amy.

I can’t bear to hear any more.

Can’t you just indulge me for 13 more minutes?

You scheduled in time for venting?

- What? - Ahem!

"Dear Amy, last Saturday was amazing.

Hope it’s the first of many.

Looking forward to seeing you. Daniel."

Oh, my--

- oh. - Yeah.

- He’s perfect. - Yeah.

He is perfect.

More than one sentence?

This man is bordering on perfection.

I will kill you if you blow this.

Okay, look, if you really

need a way to rationalize this

in your warped little mind,

isn’t there some guy you didn’t count?

Like Josh Schneider in the ninth grade?

He was psychotic. He stalked me.

Hey, what about Alex?

You want my boyfriend to be the filler beau?

Yeah. Doesn’t he have

any friends he could hook me up with?

Alex doesn’t have friends.

All this is making me very hungry.

I need a...

...another bagel.

Yeah, can I get a decaf, please?

I would love to go to that wedding with you.

Great.

Great.

It’s Saturday.

Okay. So, what time

will you be picking me up?

Um...

I don’t know. Around 8:00?

Okay, does that mean 7:45

or 8:15, 8:30?

Means around 8:00.

Yeah, but are you the kind of guy that says around 8:00

and then you show up at 10:00 or--

I’ll be there at 8:00.

Great.

Can you believe McNamara has demanded

a 7:00 A.M. briefing next Monday?

The man obviously doesn’t have a life.

We’ll be prepping for it over takeout

Thursday and Friday night.

Oh, I can’t Friday. I have dinner with my dad.

At least it’ll save us from working the weekend.

Okay. I’ll come back after dinner.

That’s my girl.

Yeah.

It’s for your mother, right?

- Okay. - So that’s a--

Ho!

- Hey. - Oh.

Oh, my God.

Oh, Daniel.

I am so--

- so... - It’s okay. It's okay.

...so sorry.

- Don’t-- - You get it.

That, very interesting.

Yeah, it’s my way of letting off steam. I--

Hard day, huh?

How did you know I was here?

I stopped by the office,

- and a woman named Trish-- - Trisha.

Trisha said there was a good chance of me finding you here.

Dinner?

It’s a bit much

to go all the way to Orcas Island.

I don’t know. I think that sounds--

Mmm.

It seems like a lot to ask

in exchange for a few bagels.

Are you jealous?

Of bagel guy? No.

No, I just thought...

that maybe we could spend

a little time together this weekend.

You are just--

you are so sweet.

You’re just amazing.

You know that?

Thank you for understanding.

You make it easy.

Oh.

No, Daniel, I can’t.

Um...

I just--

I’m sorry. Would--

would you mind if we just waited?

For what?

Um...

until--

until we...

...uh...

Get tested.

Yeah.

Yes, I would like that.

Do you mind?

If it means being with you,

of course not.

Come here.

How about...

I’ll take you for a nice late dinner

on Friday night wherever you want to go?

Friday night, I--

I have dinner with my dad.

Hmm.

So let me come.

And, you know, I couldn’t imagine

living anywhere besides Chicago.

Not to mention everything that you hear

about the girls of the great northwest

with their flannel and hiking boots.

Not exactly the kind of place

that you would expect to find a woman

with vulnerability and drive.

And then I met Amy.

Don’t worry, Amy. I’m not going

to embarrass you by singing your praises.

I think your dad already knows how great you are.

So do you think you’ll move back?

Yeah, I miss being so close to my parents,

but there are so many opportunities out here,

and this is a beautiful part of the world.

Hmm.

So, yeah,

yeah, I could really see myself

hanging around here for a long, long time.

How ’bout dessert?

Hmm?

- Sounds great. - Sounds great.

Yeah, I’m going to help her.

- No, sit, sit, sit. - Great.

I made some-- you want some coffee?

Yes, please.

Hey,

what do you think?

Enh.

Come on.

What do you think?

Never have I met a boyfriend of yours

that I have liked so much.

He’s not my boyfriend. We’re just dating.

What’s the difference?

- He’s the real thing. - I know.

You could wait a very long time

to meet a guy this perfect for you.

Sweetie, I’m happy for you.

Oh.

Bathing suit, thongs,

cover-up, dress. Whoops.

Who’s the couple with the leis?

Those are my best friends, Maya and Ray.

Oh.

- Is this your mom? - Yeah.

Wow.

And that’s me at seven.

Uh-huh.

And what’s that?

This is for napping on the ferry.

Ah.

Come on, let’s hit the road, bagel man.

Okay.

- Oh, God. - You okay?

Usually, I just catch up on sleep on Friday nights,

but I had to work late last night.

- Ah. - Amy.

Daddy.

I was down the block, and I thought--

I’m sorry. Are you going somewhere?

Yes, yes, we are.

We’re going to Orcas Island for the night.

This is--

this is...

Peter. Peter--

Connor. Pete Connor.

Bernie Myer.

Very nice meeting you.

It’s not a date.

Not that there’s anything wrong with her.

It’s just that I barely know her.

And you’re going out of town together?

It’s a long story.

Sounds like a long story.

Uh...

it’s complicated.

Okay. I met her at the--

I work at the bagel store, and she’ll be well-fed,

- and you can explain everything. - Bagel man.

Excuse me. Very nice meeting you.

Hmm?

What happened to Daniel?

I’m trying to turn Peter into number six

so that Daniel can be number seven.

- There. I said it. - Amy, you’re--

- What? - You finally meet a nice guy,

and you’re going to jeopardize the whole thing.

Dad, I can’t talk about it right now,

all right? I don’t have time. I really can’t.

You’ve got to let go of that time line. Go with your gut for once.

You’re telling me that I am wrong for cherishing

the advice that Mom gave me when I have had

so many amazing experiences because of her.

And by the way,

you’ve experienced nothing since she died.

You don’t even date, Dad. It’s been 20 years.

You’re the one who has to let go, not me,

so back off.

Amy.

Amy...

time to wake up.

Ugh. How long was I asleep?

The whole way.

It’s decaf.

Guess I wasn’t very good company.

It’s okay.

Sorry.

Thought you might like to see the view.

Yeah, sure.

All right.

I spilled coffee in your car.

Ah, it’s okay.

There’s some things we need to talk about.

- Hmm. - I told everybody

that you were more than a date,

that you were my--

that you were my girlfriend.

Your girlfriend?

Yeah, I know. It’s low

and sort of a manipulation and everything, but...

Huh.

What were you planning on doing

about the room situation?

Wouldn’t look very good if we were in separate rooms.

I’ll need the bed.

Okay, fine. Sure. I’ll sleep on the floor,

- couch, whatever. - What about privacy?

No problem.

Okay, I’ll be your girlfriend.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

Thank you.

Look, we can pretend that we’re in a fight.

- That way... - Oh, no, no, no.

...we don’t have to be affectionate.

No, we don’t fight, sweetheart.

Actually, you know what?

"Sweetheart" doesn’t suit you.

What do you like better, "honey" or...

"petunia muffin"?

Petey’s fine.

Petey.

Okay, Petey. Do you want to tell me why you have to lie to your--

- Sure. - Oh, are you gay?

Oh, no.

- Come on. - No.

- Come on. - No, no.

I’m your girlfriend, Petey. Tell me the truth.

I got left at the altar about a year ago.

14 months, actually.

You still love her?

No. I hate her.

It’s just, you know,

it hasn’t been exactly easy for me,

and I don’t want my...

overly concerned friends to still think I’m suffering.

Well, they won’t.

They won’t,

because I am going to be so madly in love with you.

I’m going to be so into you

that she’s going to be sick

with jealousy, with regret.

I think we should just keep it low-key.

Oh, no, no, no.

Low-key is going to get you nowhere

in this situation, Petey.

All right, cheers. Thank you.

Cheers.

Okay, I’m going to need some historical data

if we’re going to make this look convincing.

You know? I don’t even know where you went to school.

We’re going to be fine. We’ll wing it.

No, no, no, no, no. Come on.

Like, what’s your favorite color?

Brown.

Brown? That’s a little grim.

That’s where I went to college.

And you work in a bagel shop?

Yeah, well, you know.

Okay, listen, where are you from?

Boston.

- Siblings? - Older sister,

- younger brother. - Names?

- Connor! - Look at who’s here, Lara!

- Hey there. - Hey!

Look at you.

- Hey. - Look how beautiful.

Hey, holy cow!

Look at you, Mr. Handsome.

- How are you? - Hi.

Look at you. Got the teeth all straightened out.

- Nice. - Got your braces off.

- Got the whitener on there. - Hello.

- Hi. - How are you?

- Oh, I’m so sorry. - Good.

This is so exciting. We’ve been dying to meet you.

Oh, well, I have...

heard all about all of you guys, and...

Well, you guys better check in.

There’s a croquet tournament, 20 minutes.

- Okay. Here we go. - Great.

You’re in luck, because he was

on the winning side in Sri Lanka in ’92.

- He’s really quite good. - Hi.

Hi.

Hi.

Hi.

Wow.

- You look great. - You too.

Thanks.

God, this is awkward.

Yeah.

I just thought we should get this out of the way

before the big ceremony.

I’m Alissa, in case you haven’t already guessed.

I’m Amy.

Well, I’m personally glad that you dumped Peter,

’cause otherwise, I never could’ve claimed him as my own.

- Hey, I’m David. - Yeah.

Hi. And I’m personally glad

that we can be adults about this.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Yeah, till tomorrow.

So are you an employee

at the bagel store too?

Oh...

She’s a lawyer.

- Oh. - Oh.

Wow. Wow.

You must not have a lot of spare time.

I mean, I know how hard young lawyers have to work.

Yeah, well, that’s nothing compared

to how hard I had to work

to get Peter to go out with me.

I mean, he was dating two different girls at the time,

- and...

- Yeah. - ...well, you know,

I’m a lawyer. I eventually get what I want.

Yeah.

- Okay... - Croquet.

...so we’ll see you in there.

- Yeah. - Croquet.

- Croquet. - Oh, thanks.

- I’ll take it. - You make her carry stuff?

God, it’s so beautiful here.

Yeah. Yeah.

You were right, you know,

about playing it really intense between us.

That was beau--

Right now, she’s trying to convince that guy

that she’s happy for you,

but I guarantee you that she isn’t.

Oh, this is my favorite hotel ever.

Oh, my God.

This is my favorite treat on earth.

Ooh, chocolate-covered strawberries.

You have to try one. Come on. I insist.

Just think I’d much rather watch you eat them.

- Mm-hmm. - Now, what is this?

"To Amy, the simple pleasures in life.

Thinking of you. Love, Daniel."

- What? - Who’s Daniel?

Oh. Oh, he’s just this guy I’m--

oh, you met him at the bagel shop.

Remember?

- Oh, yeah, the slick guy. - Oh, God.

"I’m having what she’s having."

He is textbook for how to get a girl.

Mmm. Oh, my God.

- Wow.

Daniel, it’s Amy,

and as I speak,

I am eating the most divine strawberry.

That was just so...

Romantic and thoughtful.

...romantic and thoughtful.

Mmm. Okay.

We’re going to play croquet,

but I would love to talk to you,

so just give me a call.

555-0198.

Okay? Bye.

We’ve got to go.

I know you’re in bliss,

but it’d be lovely if you’d get yourself out of that.

Let’s go pour it on, Petey.

Yeah.

Grab a club.

Unwind, you know?

- Play some. - It’s so beautiful.

Yeah, it is. Hey, whoa. Easy.

Hi. Thanks for joining us.

Yeah, game was 10 minutes ago.

- Look at you. - Oh, here we go. There she is.

- All right, man. - Red ball. Red ball.

Okay, game. Not girl, game. Time to focus.

I haven’t seen you look at a girl like this

since-- it was Susie Panagopoulos.

Great sakes. You remember her?

Ah, God, yeah. She was something else.

- She was on fire. - I wonder what they’re talking...

She’s a lot different than Susie, but her stroke needs some work.

- Let me fix that. - Where are you going?

- No. - Watch out.

You started off playing hockey.

- Now you’re into golf. - Um...

The game is croquet.

- Okay. - Okay, so--

- What? - just keep your--

put it--

first of all, what you have to do is...

straddle the ball.

Oh, God, where is she?

This would make me cringe.

Yeah. Okay, so there it is.

- Grab it like that. - What? Oh, like-- okay.

But keep that-- and address the ball.

- Just swing and tap. - Yes. Whoa.

- Swing and tap. - Yeah, swing...

- Swing back, and tap. - ...and tap, yeah.

- Swing back... - All right, swing...

- ...and tap. - ...and tap.

- Okay. - Okay.

- All right. - Okay.

- Swing. - Swing and go.

Ah. Yes!

I did it!

Did I hit you?

- You’ve got power, woman. - I’m so sorry.

Way to take one for the team.

Walk it off, big stud. Walk it off.

All right, we’re not practicing anymore.

Let’s go to game time. How about this? This? How about this?

Loser foots the bill for a house in Nantucket next year.

- All right? Done. - Sounds good.

This is my only chance for girl talk. I am stealing Amy

- for a private match. - Oh, no.

- No, no. Croquet. - No, no, come on.

- What? - I can handle it.

You get her all the time.

- Totally. - Okay.

Okay, boys. Boys for beers.

- Boys for beers. - You go first. Go.

- Come on, walk it off... - So I need details.

Start from the beginning.

Like, what’d you do on your first date?

A hike.

Yeah, we went on a hike.

I rented a vintage Caddy.

We drove around all night.

That sounds lovely.

You spent how much on a car,

and you drove around all night?

And it was a beautiful day,

and the sky was blue,

and the air was crisp,

and Pete packed a picnic.

There were bagels, of course,

and...

...he made a chicken potpie.

Peter made a chicken potpie?

Well, it was overcooked. You know what I mean?

So did you nail her in the back of the car?

Does she look like the type of girl

that would do that on the first date?

- On the picnic table? - Yeah.

I didn’t know people still had sex on first dates.

Yeah, well, I couldn’t control myself.

Huh.

There’s just something about him.

I don’t know.

He’s got this charm

that sort of...

sneaks up on you,

and then you’re hooked.

It was a really tough year for him, Amy.

He was so depressed.

Steven and I were really worried,

which was driving him mad,

because we kept calling him, and...

You’re the best thing that ever could have happened.

Alissa really crushed him, huh?

- Ugh. What a gold digger. - Hmm.

I guarantee if he hadn’t have quit his job,

they’d be married now.

Which job?

Bear Stearns.

Oh, that job.

She thought she scored

on the up-and-coming Wall Street wonder boy,

and it freaked her out when he quit.

But he’s so modest,

he probably never really told you how well he was doing.

You’re right. He didn’t.

Okay, I got to steal my girlfriend.

- Hmm. - We’re going kayaking.

What? Kayaking?

So after the thing with Alissa...

...I needed to get out of Manhattan.

I already left my job from hell on Wall Street,

so I just decided,

"You know what?

I’m going to coast for a while."

That’s pretty courageous.

Have you ever kayaked before?

Yeah.

Helps if the paddle goes in the water.

I tried it at summer camp. Whoo!

Yeah, how long ago was that?

- I was 9. - Uh-huh.

Anyway...

I just wanted a better quality of life.

I wanted some life experience.

I was tired of working all the time.

I never had time to experience anything.

- Aren’t you scared? - Of what?

I don’t know.

Not knowing exactly what you’re going to do with your life?

No, not really.

I figured I had time to figure it out.

Does this mean I’m not always

going to get free bagels from you?

Possibly.

I hate my job.

Most people do.

Yeah, but...

I’ve never told anyone that before.

Why’d you tell me?

I don’t know.

Say it again.

I hate my job.

Come on. Louder than that.

I hate my job!

- I absolutely abhor... - Don’t do that.

- Don’t do that. - ...being a lawyer!

No, sit down. Sit down. Sit down. Just sit down!

That’s great. Great.

Good one.

What did I--

Oh, great. Smart.

What was I thinking today?

Wow.

Hmm. You look beautiful.

Thanks.

So do you.

Thank you. It’s the robe.

I know. It’s flattering to my figure.

Look at me.

What?

Oh, you know what?

One of your sideburns

is just ever so slightly longer.

- Oh. - Do you want--

I can-- here. I can fix it for you.

Okay. It’s all right.

- Okay. - Okay.

- All right, don’t move. - I won’t.

Perfect.

You okay in those heels?

Yeah. Well, no, but, yeah.

Okay.

Hold my hand.

What? Oh.

You mind?

No.

Okay, we’re going to sit on the left.

Here. That’s good. Right there.

Have a seat. Sorry.

You can let go if you want to.

Oh, sorry.

- Are you warm enough? - Mm-hmm.

- Whoo-hoo! - Yeah!

- Congratulations. - Whoo!

Ah, come here.

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I have been carrying this man since the second grade,

when Annie Stepnowski kicked him in the shins.

It is now your turn.

Loosen the bone, Wilma. Take the tie off. Attagirl.

Your dress is so beautiful.

Oh, yeah, and this veil is gorgeous.

Isn’t she lovely?

Well, babe, we should make the rounds.

- Oh, no. - See you guys in a bit.

Yeah, go work the room.

Kiss some babies, shaking hands.

- Please use your cameras. - Yes, please, let me.

- Okay. - No, no, no, no, no!

- What? - No, you can’t take a picture.

- I take great pictures. - No, give it to me.

I want to get one of you guys. Let me.

- No, let me get one. - I got them. Wait.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. - Okay, here. Fine.

Okay, cuddle.

A sauce tie for the sauce guy.

Cheese.

One more. One more.

Hungry. Chicken for dinner.

Oh, yeah.

- So, Peter... - Yeah. What?

How exactly do you make chicken potpie?

I’ve always wanted to know.

- Yeah. Well, you-- - Remember, honey?

You made me a picnic.

- Oh, yes. - On our first date.

- Yeah. - Chicken potpie?

He cooked? He made?

- You made? - Yes.

Bull. I call bull.

- No. - Bull.

Chicken potpie, and I--

- You cooked? - Oh, yeah.

"Chicken potpie, and I don’t care." What I did--

want me to show you how you cook it? Well, it’s very simple.

You just put a bunch of ingredients in one pot, like this.

- Very simple, right?

- That was important? - Peter!

Oh, color. Is color the key?

And then you cook it at 50, 45--

450 degrees.

450? Oh, that’s what you did wrong.

No. Delight-- whuh.

Nice. Lovely.

Right there. Ahh.

That’s--

That’s the one.

- Oh, my God. - That’s why it burned,

is ’cause it’s supposed to be at 350.

Oh, I see where I went wrong, then.

You didn’t say anything about eating. What about the Cadillac?

Well, you know, the Caddy I rented when we went on the--

Did we drive it to the hike?

Yeah, we drove it to the hike.

- Good times. Good times. - Good times.

- Yeah. - So...

- guys... - What?

...now that we’re alone,

when are you guys getting married?

- Us? - Us?

- We’re not. - Yeah.

I mean, not that we’re, you know--

we’re not. It's just that we haven’t...

Have you met the Connors?

- No. Not yet. - No.

Oh, God. Peter, your mom is going to love her.

Her dad, I don’t know. He’s a bit suspicious of me.

- Yeah. - But her mom

is dying for us to get married, just dying for it.

- Really? - Yeah.

I don’t know if it’s me she likes

or it’s the idea of a big, extravagant wedding,

- you know. - Yeah.

Ladies and gentlemen, let’s get the bride and groom

out onto the floor by themselves

for their first dance in wedding bliss.

I love the dance.

♪ As the music

♪ At the banquet...

- Let’s go. - No dancing.

- Come. - Why is there always dancing?

Drinking. I’m drinking. Drinks...

You all right?

- Yeah, yeah. - Is it--

what did I-- did I say something?

It’s just my mom died when I was seven.

Amy, I’m so sorry. I had no idea.

- It’s okay. - I’m really sorry.

- Do you want to dance? - Yes.

- Okay. I’m so sorry. - That’s okay.

♪ To me

♪ As the ruby

♪ In the setting

♪ As the fruit

♪ Upon the tree

♪ As the wind blows over the plains... ♪

What was your mom’s name?

- Rachel. - Rachel.

She was a beautiful woman.

Mm-hmm.

You look just like her.

♪ As the wind blows over the plains... ♪

Want to get some fresh air?

Yeah.

Beautiful out here.

Sit over here.

- Want you to sit-- - On the rock? Okay.

Give me your hand.

Look at you.

- You’re amazing. - Agile.

Yeah, no, I’m very impressed

that you can walk in heels like this.

- Guess so. - There are very few women

that can do this, can climb a rock.

You ever thought of rock climbing with heels?

No. Here. Maybe you can help me.

I’m having a harder time than you are. Sorry.

Oh, my gosh.

- Is this all right? - Yeah.

- You okay? - I’m fine.

I’m good. I'm perfect.

This is very comfortable.

- You sure? - Yes.

Would you like some more champagne?

Sure.

- I’ll try to get up here. - That would be nice.

- Thank you. - You’re welcome.

- There we are. - Oh.

- I didn’t break it. - Cheers.

Cheers.

So my next question.

God, I didn’t realize you were such a curious person.

Well, normally, I’m not.

- What? - But...

how did you handle it?

Seven and, you know, everything.

Well...

I don’t know. At that age,

you can’t really intellectualize anything, so,

you know, a place like heaven,

there’s no question that it exists, and--

so whenever I wanted to see my mom,

I’d just close my eyes,

and then there she’d be,

and she’d hold my hand,

and we’d have great conversations.

You probably think

that’s totally immature or idealistic.

No, no, no.

No, it makes perfect sense.

And you know what?

You should never lose that.

She’s a part of you.

Wow. Thanks for understanding.

Most people tell me I need to let go.

Oh, no. Uh-uh.

You know, I feel kind of bad about lying to your friends.

Yeah.

We could stage a fight or something.

That way, they won’t be shocked

when they find out we didn’t last.

Who says we won’t?

Well...

Well...

Uh...

Well...

Did I step on your foot?

I’m so sorry.

Watch yourself.

- Okay. - Are you okay?

Yeah.

Oh.

Ow.

Daniel.

Hi. Good morning.

Ehh. Afternoon.

Yeah, that’s-- that’s what I meant.

Um...

oh, yeah. You know, it was fine,

just went later than I thought it would.

Tonight?

Yeah. Yeah, that’d be great.

Oh, that sounds cool.

Um...

do you want me to just--

should I meet you there, or--

yeah. Okay, great.

I will see you then.

Yeah, we got to go check out.

Okay. Bye.

Hi.

I have to pee.

You want to hurry up and pack?

We’re meeting Lara and Steve for breakfast.

Okay.

So let’s not linger here or anything.

- Oh, no. No, we won’t. - Then we can-- okay.

We won’t. But there's this little place I want to take you to

that has the most amazing funnel cakes.

No trip to Orcas is complete without them.

And then after that, we’re going

to come back here and watch the sunset,

because nothing lifts the spirits more

than being here and watching the sun set.

Look, Peter,

you can’t just plan the whole day

without consulting me. I mean, I--

Well, thanks for getting out of bed in time.

Hey.

Yeah. Thank you for waiting.

- Sorry. - Good morning.

Afternoon. What time is it? I have no idea.

We remember how it is when you’re

in a new relationship, stuck in a romantic hotel.

Yeah. We figured you’d be spooning all day and we’d never see you again,

so we were just gonna take the ferry over to the other islands.

Oh.

- But can we have a rain check? - Yeah.

We’ve a flight out of Seattle the eighteenth.

- Well, let’s do it then. - Yeah.

There’s this great old hotel.

It’s the old Excelsior. They have great high tea,

and I promised Lara that I’d take her for a long time now,

so why don’t you join us for that? The old Excelsior.

- Oh, wonderful. - It’s a great high tea in the afternoon.

Great. On the eighteenth?

- Yeah. - Eighteenth, 3:00.

Okay. Hold...

3:00 no good?

- Uh... - No, it’s okay.

Good, so we’ll do 3:00 on the eighteenth.

3:00 on the eighteenth.

The four of us on the eighteenth at 3:00.

- Yes. - Okay.

It was so good to see you.

So good to see you too.

Don’t hold too long. There you go.

Okay, sorry, man.

Be good to him. He’s the best.

You do what you can, though, right?

And I’m going to get Susie’s number.

Good, okay.

Just in case this doesn’t work out. I’m kidding.

See you guys later.

So you have dinner tonight with Daniel and Maya and Ray.

I tried to tell you I had plans.

No, no, no. It’s okay.

I should probably get you back into town.

Thank you.

Thanks.

That was amazingly accurate.

Would you like to do my shirt?

Need some help there?

- Mm. - You got it?

I got it. I got it. Thank you.

It’s good. It’s fine.

Okay.

Forget it.

Why are you trying to push me away?

Last night...

...was make-believe.

Well, yeah, it started out that way,

yeah, sure,

and then it changed,

caught me totally by surprise.

It was great.

I was drunk.

Mm-hmm. So?

It was a mistake.

It was incredible. It was passionate.

You’re making more of this than it is.

What?

I-I don’t get it.

I don’t understand. Why?

Okay, you want the truth?

Mm, please, I’d love the truth.

You remember how I told you

how connected I am to my mom?

Mm-hmm. Sure.

Well, I didn’t tell you the whole story.

So you channel her by drawing a line on a place mat?

All right, sorry.

And...

you are number six.

Wow.

My God.

Hmm.

Amy, you were seven.

So?

So she was just, you know,

giving you something to hang on to,

to help you cope with losing her,

not to burden you for your entire life.

I have not been burdened.

Yeah, but you, of all people,

should realize that life is not that predictable.

I mean, look at how your mother died at such a young age.

You know, there’s just so many incredible, wonderful things

that you can’t plan for, that just happen,

that you don’t put on a list.

You know, it’s...

...see, the problem with the time line

is it doesn’t allow you spontaneity.

You know? It doesn’t allow you to take chances.

I--

I have taken plenty of chances.

Oh, yeah? Prove it.

Take a chance with me.

Look...

...it’s just not going to go any further

with us.

All right, I have--

can I ask you one more question?

Yeah.

What do you do now?

What happens after number seven?

What do you mean?

Well, are you going to have kids now

or get a doctorate,

climb Mount Fuji?

What? What are you going to do?

I...

...I don’t know. It ends.

Hmm.

It’s going to be a big change for you,

going through life without that checklist.

Come on. Let’s go.

♪ As the music

♪ At the banquet

♪ As the wine

♪ Before the meal

♪ As the firelight

♪ In the night

- ♪ So are you... - Oh, shoot.

- ♪ To me. - Dear God.

All right, I need your shirt.

Forget about it.

- I’m a mess. Come on. - You look fine.

Peter, will you just give me your shirt?

Ah, you just-- whatever.

Thank you. Close your eyes.

We just made love.

I’ve seen everything there is to see.

- Will you just close them? - What are you, five?

Fine. Fine. Psycho adolescent.

Oh! Shoot.

I thought that was you.

Hi!

Hi.

Ah, God, we had car trouble,

and then I got syrup on my shirt.

Can I open my eyes?

Yes, of course.

Yes. Peter, you remember Daniel.

- Daniel, Peter. - Hey there.

Thanks for getting her back safely.

Handled her with care.

Well. Yeah.

Thanks.

I called you on my cell phone.

Maya and Ray were a little worried about you.

Wow, you look incredible.

So I’ll just see you at the store, okay?

- Bye. - I’m sorry.

Missed you last night.

- You did? - Yeah.

Your keys, sir.

Oh, no. I realize that.

Oh, yeah, yeah. That’s out of the way.

There she is.

Oh!

Thank God.

I rescued her.

I was thinking shipwrecked ferry.

I was thinking holdup in a mini-market.

I was thinking, "Who is Peter,

and can we really trust him?"

- I’m five minutes late. - Exactly.

Oh, you--

oh, you look amazing.

Really?

Yeah, hostess said to give her another second.

Why don’t we get you guys a drink while we wait, huh?

- Martini? - Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Daniel, do you golf?

Yeah. It’s my favorite game.

How’d it go?

Oh, you know, it...

went.

Good. Then this stupid charade better be over,

because I will die if you blow it with this guy.

I mean, never thought you’d be with someone we actually liked.

Ah, God, Amy, he’s perfect for you.

You think?

Really?

Mm-hmm.

- Amy, I like this guy. - You do?

Yeah.

There you go.

- Ooh. - Cheers.

Cheers.

Table’s ready.

I have some good news for you.

- What’s that? - I got my test results.

Oh, are you taking a class or something?

No, I mean for you and me.

Oh.

Oh.

I can’t believe you picked this place.

This is Maya’s favorite restaurant.

Every year, we come here.

I wouldn’t think of taking you guys elsewhere.

These are unbelievable.

Oh, my God.

Oh, these crab cakes are delicious.

- Oh, yeah? - Mmm.

Mm-hmm.

How do you even make crab cakes?

Oh.

That’s a good question.

Okay. You take some of this

and then a little bit of this...

hmm...

like that,

and you just mush it all together.

Hmm.

Mahh!

Whoa.

Hey.

- Amy. - Whoo.

That’s a good one.

That’s a lot of color.

I’ll make some tea.

Okay.

Oh.

Ow.

I want you.

Let’s try that again.

Okay.

Mm.

Um...

can you just drop me off in the bathroom?

I got to go.

Yeah, yeah.

Ooh.

I’ll be right back.

Hurry. Hurry. Hurry.

All right.

Hmm.

Hey.

Hi.

I thought you left.

No.

How are you?

Terrible.

How did I fall asleep on you last night?

I mean, you’ve got a comfortable bed, but...

What was I...

God, you look beautiful in the morning.

Daniel, let’s do something crazy today.

What are you talking about?

I don’t know.

Let’s play hooky.

That sounds so tempting,

but I got to go to work.

No, forget work.

Come on. It’s sunshine in Seattle.

Let’s go out and take a walk

or jump in a kayak or--

You kayak?

Well, not very well, but I’m learning.

Look, I’ve got a 9:00 conference call that I can’t miss,

and don’t you have some meetings or something

that you got to get to today?

Yeah, me and a dozen others.

No one’s going to even notice I’m gone.

Let’s do it on Saturday.

I want to do it today.

- It’s important. - Amy...

I’ve got a commitment that I’m responsible for today,

and I can’t back out on it,

and I think, of all people,

you would understand that.

I got to go.

But I’m going to see you tomorrow night, right?

All right.

Cocktail attire.

I’ll be here at 7:00. Okay?

Sharp.

Oh, and go to work.

Do what you do best.

Yes, sir, we do do some pro bono,

but we’re really piled up right now.

Get me that number.

- Oh, hey. - Hey.

- How you doing? - Have you seen--

Peter told me you’d be by for this stuff.

Here you go.

Where is he?

Don’t know. Haven’t seen him

since he dropped the stuff off.

He’s the boss.

Can I get you anything?

No. No. Thanks.

Daddy.

Hey, it’s good to hear your voice.

Listen.

I’m really sorry about what I said on Saturday.

I didn’t--

I didn’t mean it.

Listen, I’d love to see you. I--

yeah, now would be great.

No, you were right, sweetheart.

I haven’t set a very good example.

I’ve held on for far too long.

Oh, no, you’re the best, Dad.

You know, on top of all her virtues,

Mom had very good taste in men.

It’s just she's held my hand my whole life,

and now she’s letting go, and I just...

Sweetheart, maybe it’s time.

I’m just so confused.

It’s all right.

It’s okay to be confused.

Your mother...

she was very, very wise, Amy.

And there’s a reason

why she ended your time line when she did.

She probably would’ve gone on to number 27

if she hadn’t been so damn tired.

Number seven, it’s just a metaphor

for finding the man of your dreams.

But the important thing

and the wonderful thing is it’s your choice.

You get to pick number seven.

Oh.

I love you, sweetheart.

These guys seem to be the only ones producing, right?

At least 70s and...

Gentlemen, I have a date here.

I’m sorry. Good night.

Take it easy.

Sorry.

So...

I haven’t given my official resignation yet,

but I’m leaving the practice.

Are you going out on your own?

Well, I’m weighing a lot of options right now,

but...

law isn’t among them.

Amy, I’m sure that it...

was nice to take a couple days off and relax,

but it doesn’t mean that you have to do something so rash.

You know, if you need some space,

you need to relax, take a little bit of time off,

how about you take a vacation with me?

Like we can take a trip wherever you want to go,

and when we get back to the city,

then you’ll be ready to get back to the office and--

- Hello, Daniel. - Daniel, that’s not--

- Bryce, how are you? - Good.

Bryce Saunders, meet Amy Myer, my...

- Pleasure. - Hi.

Swedish meatball?

...my girlfriend.

How ’bout a refill?

Oh, love one. Thank you.

Amy, would you like another glass of wine?

Actually, how ’bout a shot?

- Of what? - Anything.

Okay.

Well, I think we’re seated together for dinner.

- Yes, we are. - That’s great.

Then we can get to know each other then.

Would you just excuse me--

us, for a minute, please?

That was my boss. What are you doing?

You just called me your girlfriend.

That’s okay, isn’t it?

That makes you number seven.

- What? - Never mind.

Amy, I’m--

I know that we’ve only been dating for a few weeks,

and I know that you weren’t ready in the beginning,

but I really want this.

I really think that we should make a commitment.

I mean, look at us.

We’re so much alike.

We’re a match made in heaven.

We’re not.

You think that I’m perfect for you

because of everything that you see on the surface of me,

but, Daniel, so much of that

is what I want to change in myself.

I don’t want to be so regimented anymore.

I don’t want to go to a job that I hate.

I want to be daring,

and I want to learn to take risks and-- I don’t know.

I like you just the way you are.

You are such a good guy, Daniel.

You’re kind, and you’re giving,

and you do all the right things,

but I need to be with someone

who pushes me to be a better person,

someone that I can grow with,

someone who’s my partner.

Yeah, of course.

I mean, we’ve never even held hands.

Uh...

No, I’m sorry.

I’m--

Oh!

- I’m sorry. - I’m sorry.

Your drink, sir.

♪ My mother’s face ♪

♪ And her state of grace

♪ I hope I have your strength ♪

♪ And all your, your gentle ways ♪

♪ When she smiled

♪ Then we were safe

♪ When she cried

♪ The cards gave way

You didn’t mean it literally, did you?

♪ We grew into life

♪ Hey.

Ma’am.

Hi.

Amy.

Um...

what are you doing here?

I was invited, remember?

Peter should be here any second. He--

He told us, Amy.

You were never a couple.

But that’s not necessarily true.

Hey, it’s okay.

We just feel bad

because we put so much pressure on him

that he thought he had to lie to us.

Good acting job, though.

But it wasn’t.

Hey, no hard feelings.

- No. - If you still want to join us for tea,

you’re totally welcome.

Thanks, but I actually--

I’d really just kind of like to talk to Peter.

He’s not coming.

Why? Where is he?

He went back to the island.

♪ Hey, oh

♪ Time

♪ Time, time, time

♪ Where did you go?

♪ Why did you leave me here ♪

♪ Alone?

♪ Wait

♪ Don’t go so fast ♪

♪ I’m missing the moment ♪

♪ I once let pass

♪ Now I’ve looked ♪

♪ In the mirror

♪ And the world’s getting clearer ♪

♪ So wait for me

♪ This time.

Excuse me.

Can I help you?

Um...

uh...

yeah. I’d like--

I’ll have a cup of tea and a chocolate tart.

I’ll have what she’s having.

- Hi. - Hi.

How did you know I was going to--

Lara and Steven.

You went?

I wanted to tell you that...

I quit my job.

Really?

Yeah.

Well, you know,

we’re looking for another manager

at Brighton Beach Bagels.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

I’m in charge of the hiring.

Ah.

You know, we’re looking for somebody who’s organized...

- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. - ...punctual,

has a fond appreciation for bagels,

and a law degree

would just clinch the deal.

Hmm.

They fit.

Mm.

What do you want to do with the rest of your life?