Amber: See, I figure after they announce the semifinalists, there's gonna be just tons of camera crews and photographers, and just all kinds of people waiting to meet me.
Daniel: You mean, meet her. You know what? I actually kinda hope that you win this thing. 'Cause I can't wait to see how you're gonna pull it off. I mean, I don't understand how someone can win a contest called Fresh Face while they go around in a dark wig and big glasses hiding that face. It's kinda like a bad sitcom.
Amber: Maybe you could be my assistant.
Daniel: And do what? Polish the coffee mugs?
(A photographer refused to employ Daniel)
Amber: Get used to it. You have no idea how many people told me they hated my designs before somebody finally told me they loved them.
Daniel: That's encouraging.
Amber: Oh, don't pout. It just makes success all the much greater when it finally comes. Here, drink this coffee. You'll need it.
Daniel: Only if it's laced with something strong.
Amber: No booze, baby. Too early.
Daniel: I was thinking more along the lines of arsenic.
|
|
User Score: 36786
User Score: 8405
User Score: 6653
User Score: 3455
User Score: 378
User Score: 216
User Score: 190
User Score: 135
User Score: 95
User Score: 72