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I just upped my price |
What? |
A hundred bucks a date. |
Forget it. |
Forget her sister, then. |
It's about time. |
A deal's a deal. |
How'd you do it? |
Do what? |
Get her to act like a human |
I don't know, Dorsey. ..the limo.the flowers. Another hundred for the tux |
Enough with the Barbie n' Ken shit. I know. |
The vintage look is over, Kat. Haven't you been reading your Sassy? |
Yeah, and I noticed the only part of you featured in your big Kmart spread was your elbow. Tough break. |
They're running the rest of me next month. |
Hey do you mind? |
Not at all |
Where ya goin? |
Away. |
Your sister here? |
Leave my sister alone. |
And why would I do that? |
And he means that strictly in a non prisonmovie type of way. |
Yeah we'll see. |
What've you got for me? |
I've retrieved certain pieces of information on Miss Katarina Stratford I think you'll find helpful. |
Okay Likes: Thai food, feminist prose, and "angry, stinky girl music of the indierock persuasion". |
So what does that give me? I'm supposed to buy her some noodles and a book and sit around listening to chicks who can't play their instruments? |
Gigglepuss is playing there tomorrow night. |
Don't make me do it, man |
Cameron, I'm a little busy |
It's off. The whole thing. |
What 're you talking about? |
She's partial to Joey, not me |
Cameron do you like the girl? |
Sure |
Then, go get her |
What'd you do to her? |
I don ' t know. I decided not to nail her when she was too drunk to remember it. |
She hates you with the fire of a thousand suns . That's a direct quote |
She just needs time to cool off I'll give it a day. |
You makin' any headway? |
She kissed me. |
Where? |
What's the worst? |
You get the girl. |
You the new guy? |
So they tell me... |
C'mon. I'm supposed to give you the tour. |
So which Dakota you from? |
North, actually. How'd you ? |
I was kidding. People actually live there? |
Yeah. A couple. We're outnumbered by the cows, though. |
How many people were in your old school? |
Thirtytwo. |
Get out! |
How many people go here? |
Couple thousand. Most of them evil |
That I'm used to. |
Yeah, but these guys have never seen a horse. They just jack off to Clint Eastwood. |
That girl I |
You burn, you pine, you perish? |
Who is she? |
Bianca Stratford. Sophomore. Don't even think about it |
Why not? |
I could start with your haircut, but it doesn't matter. She's not allowed to date until her older sister does. And that's an impossibility. |
Why do girls like that always like guys like that? |
Because they're bred to. Their mothers liked guys like that, and their grandmothers before them. Their gene pool is rarely diluted. |
He always have that shiteating grin? |
Joey Dorsey? Permashitgrin. I wish I could say he's a moron, but he's number twelve in the class. And a model. Mostly regional stuff, but he's rumored to have a big tube sock ad coming out. |
You know French? |
Sure do ... my Mom's from Canada |
Guess who just signed up for a tutor? |
You mean I'd get a chance to talk to her? |
You could consecrate with her, my friend. |
Yeah, just a minor encounter with the shrew. |
That's her? Bianca's sister? |
The mewling, rampalian wretch herself. |
I teach her French, get to know her, dazzle her with charm and she falls in love with me. |
Unlikely, but even so, she still can't go out with you. So what's the point? |
What about him? |
You wanna go out with him? |
What makes you think he'll do it? |
He seems like he thrives on danger |
No kidding. He's a criminal. I heard he lit a state trooper on fire. He just got out of Alcatraz... |
They always let felons sit in on Honors Biology? |
I'm serious, man, he's whacked. He sold his own liver on the black market so he could buy new speakers. |
Forget his reputation. Do you think we've got a plan or not? |
Did she actually say she'd go out with you? |
That's what I just said |
You know, if you do go out with Bianca, you'd be set. You'd outrank everyone. Strictly Alist. With me by your side. |
I thought you hated those people. |
Hey I've gotta have a few clients when I get to Wall Street. |
You got him involved? |
Like we had a choice? Besides when you let the enemy think he's orchestrating the battle, you're in a position of power. We let him pretend he's calling the shots, and while he's busy setting up the plan, you have time to woo Bianca. |
This is it. A golden opportunity. Patrick can ask Katarina to the party. |
In that case, we'll need to make it a schoolwide blow out. |
Will Bogey get bent? |
Are you kidding? He'll piss himself with joy. He's the ultimate kiss ass. |
Number one. She hates smokers |