pretty fly for a white guy

BRIELLE: A week in Paris! What a dream!

BRIELLE: Can we afford that?

BRIELLE: Paris?

BRIELLE: We should take a vacation. Just the two of us.

BRIELLE: You have no idea how damn loved you make me feel, baby.

BRAD: You have no idea how much I love you.

BRIELLE: I’ve secretly always wanted that.

BRIELLE: I think that might be one of the better shoots I've done for Allie's company.

BRIELLE: Should I call 911?

I mean.. I love you?

Better.

Unfortunately.

Excuse you.

You’re so lame. And embarrassing.

You love me.

Oh, my god. Stop.

No chance.

Nothing special. That’s why you’re going to be disappointed.

But you’ve never made me dinner before. This is freakin’ cute.

Now you’re just going to be disappointed.

I’m making dinner, that’s all.

You’re making dinner?

Yeah, don’t make a big deal of it.

I might make a huge deal out of it once I know what it is.

I have a surprise for you, too.

You do?