Hello Brian? It's Shanez. Is everything ok? You wanna get some coffee? We should get coffee. Call me. Brian? Are you there? Brian answer your phone! Do you wanna get some coffee?
You know, I've been thinking a lot. I don't need a girlfriend. I need a 'life partnerâ„¢'
Oh no. No this again. It's too early. Go get dressed, you're going to be late for court.
...I am dressed. No, seriously. I need a life partner. I mean, I don't get lonely really, as much as I get sick of not just having someone around. It's nice, you know...
OH! OH! SO *I* AM NOT ENOUGH? THANKS!
I didn't mean it like that... You can be so irrational sometimes.
Whatever dude. You're the guy talking to a computer.
You said you met a lot of people just a little while ago...
Yeah. That one raised truck that tried to run me off the road, that socio-syphallitic bitch Julie, and that one chick who kept inviting me over when she was drunk then told me I was in love with her.
Let's not forget Jenna.
If you ever say that name again, I will dismantle you.
Basically, my entire dating life consists of women who would rather get drunk alone, or with other women, than call me.
What about Candi?
She invites me over to cook dinner for her and her roommate, forgets to mention the other guy that's staying there, passes out on the couch and then tells people that I tried to have sex with her.
I've been through my Rolodex three times. There's nothing in there anymore.
Stop tearing cards out.
People make me tear them out. They say things like "you're in love with me" or "cook me and my boyfriend dinner" or "come to this interesting job-opportunity seminar, $49.95 to start"
I think you need to switch schools.
Then my ex IMs me about her strep throat, her grandfather, and her new cat.
I think you have "Become Your Girlfriend's Girlfriendâ„¢" syndrome.
Yep. He's blowing up, finally. Just like I predicted. BT is such a good DJ, but he never got as big as Paul van Dyk, or Darude. It's like I've been saying, classically trained musicians just make--
I've been listening to BT since Orbital was formed.
Right. And after all that, you're now mad at me for... Trying to 'drive you and him apart.'
Yeah. That was low. Using personal information like that.
You mean, telling my friend exactly what happened between you and I--and that to watch himself, because you expressed interest in three other guys to me, was low.
Yeah. That was fucked up.
Aight. You know what--
...But I'm not going to hold a grudge or anything.