Limerence

Hello?

Oh!

Oh.

Is, um, is Leo Kaplan here?

Oh, oh.

Sorry. I think I'm in the wrong house.

Rosemary?!

Oh, my God! Hi!

Emma! Wow, you look so different.

It's Bliss.

Come on. I'll show you inside.

Great.

Is, um, is Leo here?

He's working but I'll show you to his room.

Oh, good.

Thank you so much, Emma.

- Bliss. - Sat Nam.

- Oh! - This is my boyfriend, Shamrock.

Rosemary went to high school with me and Leo.

It's, um, nice to meet you.

We've met before.

Oh, no. I just moved here actually, it's--

We've met before.

I have to go to the bathroom.

Jesus.

Hey, man, I'm back at your house. Where are you?

This is-- you better be on your way back here.

Oh, excuse me.

Hi.

- Is Leo here? - Sorry, love?

Leo, is he--

Oh, Monkey King.

Pintu, have you seen Monkey King?

Honeybee.

Right. What, what is that?

Ayahuasca.

That smells... terrible.

No, thank you. No, thank you.

You'll love it.

I have to go to the bathroom.

That girl has to pee a lot.

These idiots don't believe in tequila,

- but I do! - Leo! Yes!

Oh, thank God!

- You're so late! - I know. I'm sorry.

Oh, my God! You look like you're in the tenth grade.

- No, I don't. Give me the tequila. - Sorry I'm late.

Alright, I want to hear everything.

Tell me everything.

Well, I don't know.

Just running around the city, you know.

- Just doing it. - Yeah?

Can't really complain. It's what I signed up for, so.

What is it you do?

I'm in pharmaceuticals.

Oh, so you're a pharmacist.

- It's kind of hard to explain. - So, you're not a pharmacist.

Well, I don't know, when you think about it

I'm not that different from a pharmacist.

- You sound like a drug dealer. - No.

Well, yeah, kinda.

Um, no. I, uh,

I work at the vitamin Shop.

Can I ask you something?

Of course.

Why are you wearing a suit?

I am working a Bar Mitzvah tonight.

You're handing out echinacea to 13 year-olds?

No.

I'm actually the most requested Bar Mitzvah emcee

on the west side.

- Seriously? - True story.

You should come with me.

- To the Bar Mitzvah? - Yeah.

No, I mean, really?

- Yeah. - Is... is that?

Oh, my God, wow.

Yeah.

Oh, my God, look at her dress!

- Explain to me why you're wearing that dress again. - It's vintage!

- Where's the bathroom? - It's over there.

Hey, will you sneak some drinks

- on your way back? - Sure.

Oh, and if anyone asks,

just tell them you're with the DJ.

You've been waiting to say that, haven't you?

Yes, I have.

Ooh!

Oh, sorry.

- Excuse me. - We were late, so.

Oh.

That's a cute dress.

I feel like my sister wore the same exact one

to her eight grade dance.

It is vintage but I kind of doubt it.

Uh.

Sorry, you have your period.

Oh, fuck!

Alright, party people!

Now, I want to get this party started, old school style.

So, I want all you lovely ladies

to get out here on the dance floor.

And welcome my boy, the Bar Mitzvah man of the hour,

Jazzy J Finkel!

- Ooh! Sorry. - Sorry.

Oh, my God! It's you!

I know you.

You can calm down.

We didn't sleep together or anything.

I think I would know if we did.

Okay.

Hold on, hold on.

We did sleep together, didn't we?

I'm so not telling you.

There you go. Enjoy. Okay, who's next?

Oh, hi! Um, hi, can I get a, um, sorry,

can I get a vodka tonic,

cranberry tonic thingy?

Oh, okay, nice try.

Oh, um, a wine?

There's always one.

There's always one jokester.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God, no.