scarlett: i'm ready for the olympic medals, 100%, they'll look great next to the tony in the safe. fashion trends just repeat themselves over and over, and it's time for the tracksuits to be in again. i told you before, jg, i'm spoiling you now that you're mine. if the tracksuit's what you want, then so be it. or, you know, nothing works, too. your call.
scarlett: (that so? whatever you say, honey.) if we ever decide bayview's not for us and canada or france is, we're golden when it comes to translating. that, or anything that gets bought from ikea. visually challenged dorks - FUCK, if that's not a near perfect phrase to describe the pair of us. god help us the day we only have one pair of glasses between the two of us and we both need 'em for something. i can't believe i didn't get my hands on those arms more, but that's what closed doors are for, yeah?
scarlett: doesn't surprise me either. i may have alluded to it - if you wind up talking to him about it, don't feel like you've gotta tell anything beyond what you're comfortable with. it's still nobody's business but ours. ahahahah. so funny. become a comedian. i'm sure sadie would LOVE to see you banished to her doghouse, gyllenhaal; something tells me she'd sacrifice her favorite pillow for the upperhand.
scarlett: we DEFINITELY could have been, especially considering we were at a placed that encouraged the whole topless sunbathing thing. no one fell off a mountain, no one got in trouble for indecent exposure, i got to unashamedly (and drunkenly) check you out at every opportunity... it was definitely a success.
jake: where you gonna have room to put the kindergarten diploma, babe? gonna have to be building a trophy room soon enough with you two little polymaths. i think we can seriously make a good run for them on our first papwalk, you know? get inspired by all those hollywood couples going out and about in their nice tracksuits. make a statement. how about tracksuit for the public, nothing for each other? although i would love to see your đ in a pair of those.
jake: (it is whatever i say, honey. good girl.) wait, rosie knows swedish too? i didn't realize we had a little einstein on our hands. even better! oh, that's the day we just decide to stay in bed all day because otherwise, we're dangers to the rest of humanity and we gotta be considerate, you know? they're all yours whenever you want them, sweet cheeks. you know that.
jake: i'll keep it short and sweet. he should know better than to think either one of us is gonna kiss and tell. that's right, honey. she really would, wouldn't she? it'd be the most satisfying thing ever for her to get her cuddle puddle place back and for me to go stay out there rain or shine. she may even bring me the occasional treat once she's put me in my place.
jake: don't remind me. seriously. don't. i'm out shopping for more crepe-making things for rosie right now and this cart can only hide so much, little lady. speaking of, what's the plan for friday and how can we make it the most special day ever for the princess, huh?