Hey, Sophie, you don't happen to have any tweezers, do you? Like, the really good industrial kind?
Oh, you know about the hair?
'Cause I was gonna have to take you out for a beer and talk about it.
Max, what is that thing that you have behind your back?
What? No, nothing. Yes, right here.
Is that the auction catalog that just fell between your legs?
No, you're watching an episode of I didn't know I was pregnant.
What is this thing doing here? Isn't it enough I have a 2-foot face hair?
Nice, Han. She's upset again. Happy?
Sorry, I thought we were playing some kind of hiding game.
Oh, reach for me like that again and we'll be playing a different game called "Guess which part of Han I cut off."
Yeah, that's right. You better walk away.
Now, can I have my catalog back?
You brought this in here? I can't believe it, Sophie.
I can't believe you think it's okay for you to just sit here
and casually flip through this catalog that contains everything I love from my old life.
I just think it's really insensitive and stuff. I mean, what are you thinking?
What is wrong with you, I mean, besides your obvious choice of bad fabric and color.
Oh, no. You back up your truck, bearded lady. I'm insensitive?
I'm the thief who stole all those people's money?
And you don't think this color is happening? Pick up a copy of Polish Vogue.
All right, okay, okay. It's all getting a little tense.
I think we're all clear about what needs to happen right now. Plink.