dave: are you sure? i’ve got plenty of validation to give, baby. just say the word. dave: bet. i will stop by tomorrow after my workouts. will your butler greet me at the gates, my lord? should i wear my most bridgerton attire? dave: you’re missing out. but don’t worry, i’m here. i can explain it to you. so basically there’s this guy and he is handsome, so goddamn handsome that everyone pretends he’s great at everything. he lives in a bubble of handsomeness because everyone wants his attention, so people pretend he’s good at sex when he isn’t or that he’s skilled when he’s not. you can pull it up on youtube, 30 rock the bubble. dave: i forgot you take everything seriously, jeez. you never used me, hunter. i wish, but don’t worry, it wasn’t the case. dave: because i’ve never been and none of my other friends are fancy enough to do it. we could get mani pedis.
hunter: yes, i'm quite sure. my looks have never been something i've worried about or needed validation on. but i appreciate the appreciation of them. hunter: sounds good. and no butler, no. we have a cleaning service but they don't stay 24/7. just come by every day to do the cleaning and dishes. and ha-ha, very funny. my mother may be english, but it's not like that. hunter: i see, an interesting plot for a television show. i think i'll pass on watching, though. something tells me it won't be my cup of tea. hunter: okay, good. i'm glad you don't think that i did. you wish?? hunter: i'm not sure. maybe if we take some other people too.















