Hey, you know, we should start figuring out what to do with chestnut this winter,
now that it's already peak condom dropping season.
You're right, chestnut is the most important thing.
But more importantly, what do you think of this vintage sweater I chose for my date with Andy?
It's nice. But won't it be hard to pull off over your head in the cab?
I'm assuming you'll do it in a cab.
Max, it's a first date. That's not appropriate.
Is it? I mean, I've never dated poor. What is acceptable on a first date?
Well, I'm pretty classy, so anal?
I'm not that poor.
Well, you better give him something to keep him interested
because he owns a candy store, and I want free candy forever.
There he is. Can you bring him out in the yard,
so he can see me in my sweater next to my horse?
But next time a guy comes knocking for me, you have to take him to my bedroom,
so he can see me in my slayer shirt next to my glo worm filled with pot.
Hello, sir, I'm here to pick up your daughter.
And what exactly are your intentions?
I don't know. Maybe take her on a romantic hayride,
k'nock her out with chloroform, and sell her kidney for a new iPad.
Son! Come outside. Miss Channing wants you to see her looking like the girl
who got cut from the J.Crew catalog for being too white.
Miss Channing? Max, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait. Caroline is Caroline Channing Caroline Channing?
Yeah, she used to be a billionaire, but now all her money is in here.
Oh, wait, some of these are buttons. Oh. Okay.
Yeah, I just thought she was a regular Williamsburg girl.
No. She doesn't try that hard. And I was wrong.
Oh, hi. I didn't hear you knock.
Well, you two have a good time.
And, young man, if you don't swing by your store and bring me some pixie sticks,
you'll never see my little girl again.
Way ahead of you. Yes! Yeah, definitely anal.