Ari:
Hey, hottie.
Farrow:
<Le sigh>
Farrow:
I should have never told you about what happened in the sauna…
Ari:
Nonsense.
Ari:
It’s the first time you’ve done something fun for yourself.
Ari:
And what FUN it was…
Farrow:
I still have orgasmic aftershocks.
Ari:
I can’t believe the entire world is holding its breath to see who he’ll pick, all while you’re riding him like a Ferris wheel in public saunas.
Ari:
Actually, I can.
Ari:
It’s such a YOU thing to do.
Farrow:
Okay. Moving on to the next subject.
Ari:
So, you officially have legal representation now?
Farrow:
Yes. I met with the private investigator, too.
Farrow:
It’s a dream team, Ari. They’re all sharks.
Farrow:
This kind of feels like it’s too good to be true.
Ari:
That’s only because you haven’t had good things happen to you in a very long time.
Ari:
I really think Zachary Sun is your guardian angel.
Farrow:
Funny.
Ari:
Why?
Farrow:
Because I think he’s the devil who just might end up killing me.
