- (Evan, laughs) She comes here a lot. She's actually here right now...somewhere around here. She can never find anything she likes.
- (Wooter) So why she come here all the time?
- (Evan) Were you listening to anything? I said she comes here a lot.
- (Wooter) Okay, okay...damn, man.
- (Evan) When she's not busy. It's the only place she goes, with my aunt and grandma. It's her social life without my old man. She wanted to apply for a job here. But when she broached the idea, he turned it down.
- (Wooter) So why we here?
- (Evan) Gotta freshen up my cologne. There's my Spicebomb. (aside) No thanks; I'm cool.
- (Wooter) Oow, Number Six. (aside) I'm good.
- (Evan) Wanna sniff around the perfume section? Lots of good beaver.
- (Wooter) Yea?
- (Evan) This time a season?
- (Wooter) Fahgettaboudit?
- (Evan) Ah, fahgettaboudit!
- (Wooter) Sounds good.
- (Evan) We'll say I'm thinking of something for my mom.
- (Wooter) Okay...maybe I'll say I'm getting something for mine, too. Or no, my wife! I might come across a specific type.
- (Evan) It's your fantasy. Just don't get trapped and bust out your wad. You can't buy anything for $37.
- (Wooter). Damn...I'll open up an account! I can return it the next day.
- (Evan) You gonna ask her about the refund policy?
- (Wooter) Yea, that ain't sexed up.
- (Evan) Besides, what if she's here when you do?
- (Wooter) Man, this shit's complex.
- (Evan) Follow my lead.
- (Wooter) Cool.
- (Evan) Hit me with the nasal. Hit you one, too.
- (Wooter, laughs) My nose has been falling apart.
- (Evan) One time mine fell off. Next thing I know, it was driving a Range Rover Sport.
- (Wooter) Damn, these bitches smell divine.
- (Evan) Hey, that could be my future wife you're talking about.
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