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Scene one, take one.
Good morning, good morning, good morning.
Hey... Ronalda is already awake.
Come on, Juanjo. Up, up, up.
Come on: I want to know and people want to know too. Did you win the girl愀 heart or not?
Rorro.
Good morning. It愀 already noon, you know?
So... What happened yesterday?
Well, then the girl came to me and told me...
Wait, but...don愒 you work at Avis with Peter?
Well...no...wait...Should I tell you from the beginning?
It was Peter愀 party.
Well, it was great! People from elementary school, from high school.
You know, he went to a mixed school...so...it was good.
People had merged.
Good atmosphere, good drinks, good music...
People were... having fun...they wanted to party.
It was what you call "a good party".
You know, when you愉e like...talking to someone
and at the same time you are looking around...because you know there愀 a chick passing by...
A chick that愀 passing by...and you want to approach her and see what happens...you know.
When I had already talked to the people I hadn愒 seen in three years
then...I saw her going out from the bathroom...Tonia.
And I said to myself "I惻l make a move, alone".
"Better off when her friends are gone".
"Does she have a boyfriend?"
"Is that him?"
And then I said: well...I惻l ask Peter
Just when I was talking to him, she appeared...
We started to talk about renting...about renting cars
and the only thing I managed to say was...
"Washed cars work better".
And she laughed!
It was obvious, she愀 an economist...well, an accountant.
That week I asked Peter her telephone number.
I called her without hesitating and I asked her out...
She said yes.
Hi.
Hello.
Sorry I惴 late.
I have a knee problem and it was difficult for me to walk.
Oh... What a shame! What happened?.
Nothing...I made a three-pointer playing basketball and...
I bent my leg... and it turned around.
The external ligament was hurt...and well...now I惴 like this.
What a pain! My God! I imagine you愉e seeing a physiotherapist.
And you shouldn愒 think about sports for a while.
Well, tomorrow I惴 going to play squash.
Because the guys will be waiting for me and I can愒 miss it.
Uh-huh.
But to play squash you use the internal ligament
and I hurt the external, so...I惴 playing anyway.
Well, then we started to talk.
We started to feel comfortable, relaxed
because we talked about anything.
Peter愀 birthday party was great!
Well, the drinks weren愒 so good,
but as I don愒 drink too much...
I had a good time.
Well, beer was quite cold.
And that愀... what matters.
And the rest was good, the music, the people.
The atmosphere was great.
Yes...The truth is I was surprised that you called.
At the party you didn愒 even look at me.
No, no... I really looked at you, with a scanner.
Oh.
Thank you.
You know... I felt she wasn愒 at ease with me.
Cheers!
I asked for a beer to see if I could create the right atmosphere.
When you called, I thought "another annoying friend of Peter".
You know... Peter愀 friends are kind of stupid.
But when you told me you were the one that said that phrase.
"Washed cars work better", I realized:
the guy with the bowling shoes and the beige Legacy t-shirt.
If you think Peter愀 friends are stupid,
you should meet my work colleagues...
Wait, but...don愒 you work at Avis with Peter?
No, no. Not at Avis...I know Peter from elementary school.
I don愒 know why I thought you were General Manager at Avis.
And that you had done a master愀 degree at El Salvador University...marketing o something like that.
Yes, yeah...no, not that. I work at the...uh...administrative area
of the west highway toll office
Oh, let me see... Tell me which golf clubs I can find in the west...
It愀 on the way to Luj嫕. Golf clubs...I don愒 know...There愀 a church...
Oh, I see...
I didn愒 imagine anything on that matter, you愉e an economist.
Accountant.
Accountant! At Happy Meal, the catering service where
Peter was a runner!
Oh...exactly, very well.
See how I searched?
Yes, I see...
One thing led to the other, that was nice.
The talk started to flow naturally.
And then I asked her
what she was expecting from the date
or, particularly, what she had thought about me.
Because...I believe you have to be sensitive in that kind of situations,
you have to connect with the other person. And then I said: "I will come forward".
What did you think about me?
Nothing...Why?
You must have thought something...
But... I don愒 want to tell you what I thought...
What are you talking about? You have to!
Especially if you愉e having a date with me.
Besides, I惴 very curious: if you don愒 tell me, I惻l drive you nuts.
See... Girls are used to fantasize.
We think that the guy we愉e meeting
might be our future husband
or the father of our three beautiful children
If a chick comes to you and says...so sincerely
that she can imagine you could be
the father of her children
it愀 something you have to appreciate.
And suddenly one day, you扉e been married for a year, and you say to him:
"Honey, in our first date...
it was truly funny seeing you walking with a limp,
you seemed a handicapped in recovery...
You weren愒 Brad Pitt,
but I remembered you a bit more handsome.
And...that hippopotamus t-shirt...very cheesy."
At that moment I thought that she was making a joke,
that she wanted to break the ice, to make everything more relaxed.
I don愒 know... Did you think anything?
I thought you were nice.
That we could talk about anything,
and I didn愒 have to put a Mc Donald face
pretending I cared about what you were saying.
That you were hot...I mean, sexy but elegant.
That...we were going to have a drink...
to create a nice atmosphere.
That we may have kissed.
And, if I was lucky, we might have ended up at my place.
You got me up against a wall, you took my clothes off.
Then you came forward,
and I wanted to touch you and you said:
"Hey, wait. I惴 the boss here."
And I wanted to touch you even more,
but then you bent on your knees,
you grabbed my *** and
you gave me a ***
always staring at me...
Just to start, that愀 what I thought.
I was honest, I told her
I wanted to *** her.
I told her... I told her...
in a categorical way.
I think that only in few occasions I扉e been so honest
as in this one.
Nice way of seducing a girl
on a first date, uh...
But...Don愒 you want men
to be honest and all that stuff?
I can tell you nice things...
but I told you what I was thinking.
I was sincere...I spoke with my heart.
Dude, you愉e completely out of place.
I mean, you say this to every girl you date?
But...you girls think that we
have a cassette that we repeat and repeat,
that we press PLAY and we use that with everyone?
And what do you think?
I think you愉e insecure.
Really?
Yes, you feel like you don愒 have a personality.
As I were treating you like any other girl.
A girl without attitude, without beauty...without...
And what makes you so special, you ***?
I惴 a great ***...and I惴 proud of it.
Why...you don愒 touch yourself?
Never! No.
But for sure you have a girlfriend that does it...haven愒 you?
Yes, but there愀 nothing wrong with it.
So if not...why don愒 you touch yourself?
Because I don愒 turn on so easily...and if I do
I have much more imagination than you have.
You, that get horney simply by being stared while...
So, then, I started to feel
that, in fact, what was happening was
that she liked what I was telling her...
but she couldn handle it.
Think about this...It愀 a matter of creativity.
I mean, I also need other little things.
What do you need?
Uh...Let me think.
Can I make you a question?
You can make all the questions you want.
The place was packed, there were people everywhere,
and she had no...problem with sitting next to me
putting her mouth this close and said...
Do you like superheroes?
I love superheroes...
As a child, I liked them very much...I find them tender.
Really?
Yeah.
And heroines?
Heroines? I feel like I want to become their boyfriend.
Really? Which one?
She-ra. Do you remember He-man愀 She-ra?
Look... you know...today, you扉e just lost Catwoman...because you愉e an ***.
Wait!
The check, please...
It wasn愒 bad...I felt we were honest.
It was a sincere chat.
In fact, I believe we have more things to say to each other, you know...
So...Did you sleep together, hugging each other? Did you hold her tight?
No, no, but I did fantasize about this chick!