Joel:
Do you love me?
Tiffany:
I love Saturdays.
Joel:
I know you love Saturdays, but do you love me?
Tiffany:
I think you're A-okay. How many times do I have to say it before you believe me?
Joel:
Look, there's something I need to tell you. Ever since you and I got back together, something hasn't felt right. I think deep down, you're a horrible person. Granted, you're smoking hot. And that's something no one could ever take away from you. Except of course, Father Time, who will most certainly take that away from you sooner rather than later. But that's not my point.
Tiffany:
What is your point?
Joel:
My point is... I'm sorry, but it's over.
Tiffany:
Are you breaking up with me?
Joel:
Yes. And I should have done it a long time ago. You and I are like rain-proofing on a wooden deck. Finished.
Tiffany:
Well, fine. And you want to know something? I always faked it.
Joel:
Faked what? Your orgasms?
Tiffany:
No, Joel. I'm not who you think I am.
Joel:
Judge Judy?
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