[Matthew visits Luke at the shoe store to talk to him about the mysterious blonde Lisa]
Matthew:
Hey. I gotta talk to you.
Luke:
So, who is she?
Matthew:
You wouldn't believe me.
Luke:
I betcha I do. I probably even know her. What's her name?
Matthew:
That's the thing.
Luke:
You don't even know her name? Oh, man.
Matthew:
I know that she's a dancer.
Luke:
You mean, like a stripper?
Matthew:
No, shithead. Like a real dancer.
Luke:
Oh, God. I love a dancer's body. Ooh.
Matthew:
But her face is like... Her eyes... And her skin is just... She just makes me all...
[Matthew taps his stomach smiling]
Luke:
What is wha and duh? She just makes you more inarticulate than usual. You are obsessed, which I don't understand. I mean, I don't know how you decide on just one. I mean, my customer over there... She's got great legs. Ellie. All right? There is something hot about Ellie. The blonde at the window. I mean, come on.
[Luke points to the blonde Lisa outside the store window not knowing it's the same girl Matthew was just talking about, Matthew freezes and his eyes grow big]
Luke:
What are you doing? Matty, are you all right?
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