"Hey buddy! Did Erica let you in?" Mr peanutbutter asked.
"The door was open, and everyone's gone. After the whole "let's find out" thing I haven't been able to sleep" Bojack says.
Mr Peanutbutter smooths out the wrinkles on his suit. He pulls out the purple napkin in the pocket and wipes the dampness off of his nose. He'd thrown a party to try to feel better. The great thing was "Let's found out" was huge a huge success. Mr Peanutbutter and Bojack were officially the talk of the town. But that didn't stop the dread from pumping through his fur.
"Are you having a sleepless night because you let hundreds of thousands of dollars for charity get burned into shreds on live TV. Money that can be burned but still used? Remind me to call Todd! Hey he's probably still up, if he's not romancing some lucky gal from the party, he could still be here!" He said quickly getting up.
"No-one's here"
"My sense of smell is better than yours and that dial is up to Eleven!"
"That's me. Running while drinking, while stepping in pigeon shit in the bathtub wasn't the best idea" Bojack said.
"Well, we've had a topsy turvey day buddy" And I bet Princess Carloyn is breaking that whip on your back and riding you like a jockey! Back the to Hollywood race for the most awesome-ist roles right Bojack? Have a great night! See ya later!"
"Mr Peanutbutter sit!" Bojack orders and the dog immediately does so.
"I'm sorry. About Diane" Bojack says.
"You know I'm not. Mr Peanutbutter told him. "She's moving out. And like I told my partner in business paradise crime, Todd, I can see a life without her. I'm not going to the vet's and putting myself down. I'm not gonna eat chocolate until I'm sick for days. It's just a relief. When someone you like can look you in the eye and tell you they don't want you...that takes guts you know? Call her, find out where she's staying. I'm sure..."
Mr Peanutbutter gets cut off as Bojack kisses him.
It's soft and warm, better than they last time they kissed on the show. Which Mr Peanutbutter knew was only for ratings and to make Bojack look better. He kisses him back before gently pushing him away.
"I Don't need your sympathy, your bouncy balls or doggy treats Bojack!"
"I have a treat in my pants...Mr Peanutbutter why don't you be a good boy for me and -"
"No! No to everything! Sure I'm super attracted to you! Sure you've probably realised that ever since we did that Cameo together at the Golden Globes! But you betrayed me Big time buddy!"
"Hate sex can really heal those wounds?" Bojack asked, but the dog frowned and stepped away.
"Get real Bojack! From this point on, you're in the Dog house...wow. I've gotta sell this to Princess Carolyn! You can let yourself out!" Mr Peanutbutter said as he got out his phone and went back inside to play with the ping pong balls.