Earl, here's my last check. Can you tip me out? I have a possible booty call.
Well, Caroline, you've reached a new place of familiarity with me.
Unfortunately, I've not reached that same place with you.
Can you cover my tables?
I've been doing that since you started working here, so yes.
Good, 'cause I'm gonna text Andy for another booty call,
and maybe this time we can go out and have a booty breakfast.
As the president of the casual sex society, local chapter, I call bull on your booty.
What? It's a booty call.
Not with you it isn't. You think that booty breakfast will maybe lead to a booty dinner
then maybe booty engaged and booty married
and have a couple booty kids and a booty retirement home and then booty die together.
That's not true. He'll die before me, then I'll take a dance class.
What are you doing? Do you have to pee?
No, I feel something... down there.
Yeah, you woke it up. Now it's hungry.
But you don't take it back to the same restaunt.