Johnny: You sleeping?

Whatsername: Be quiet. *Rolls over*

Johnny: *Lays down next to her*

Whatsername: Where have you been?

Johnny: Out with Jimmy.

Whatsername: And where is he?

Jimmy: Right here.

Whatsername: *Sits up*

Jimmy: *Sitting on the end of the bed* Morning, Sleeping Beauty.

Whatsername: Why do you have to be obnoxious?

Jimmy: How the hell am I obnoxious? I'm not even here half the time.

Whatsername: Yeah, but when you are, you eat all the food, do drugs, sleep on my couch, and get drunk.

Johnny: So? He's not bothering you.

Whatsername: You're on his side!

Jimmy: *Smriks* Of course he is.

Whatsername: You need a girlfriend.

Jimmy: A what? I already have a boyfriend.

Whatsername: Not really. Johnny's just your boy toy. There's a difference.

Johnny: You talk about me like I'm not in the room.

Whatsername: *Ignores Johnny* You go to the club and you haven't found one girl that you like?

Jimmy: Oh, I've seen plenty.

Whatsername: *Facepalms* I don't mean like that. I have an idea.

***Next Day***

Whatsername: Jimmy!

Jimmy: Huh?

Whatsername: Meet Brooke, my friend.

Jimmy: *Gapes* You called your fucking friend?

Brooke: *Enters* Hi.

Jimmy:...

Brooke: Um...

Whatsername: Just take her out.

Jimmy:...

Whatsername: NOW!

Jimmy: God, mom. Um, okay.

*In car*

Brooke: Where are we going?

Jimmy: I hadn't thought that far yet.

Brooke: *Laughs* You could be a gentlemen and take me to dinner.

Jimmy: Um, okay.

*At dinner*

Waiter: Can I take your order?

Brooke: I'll take a chicken Parmesan.

Waiter: And you sir?

Jimmy: I'll have a burger.

Waiter: Sir, we don't sell that here.

Jimmy: What the fuck kind of place doesn't sell burgers?

*People stare*

Waiter: I'm sorry sir, but—

Jimmy: Why the hell do you keep calling me sir? Are you a fucking butler or something?

Waiter: Sir, I—

Jimmy: Where's the manager?

Waiter: Sir—

Brooke: *Walks away*

Jimmy: Give me the God damned manager!

Waiter: I AM THE FUCKING MANAGER YOU IDIOT!

Jimmy: Wow, that's no way to talk to a costumer. You should get fired.

Waiter: I AM THE MANAGER! I RUN THIS DAMN PLACE!

Johnny: *At a jail*

Cop: *Brings Jimmy* Here ya go kid. Keep him off the streets.

Johnny: Why would you beat up a waiter?

Jimmy: He didn't sell burgers and he was yelling at me.

Johnny:...Well how was the date until then?

Jimmy: Boring. I'll stick to one night stands starting tonight.

Johnny: *Grins*

Jimmy: *Grins back*

Johnny: What about Whatsername?

Jimmy: I'll take care of that.

Whatsername: *Groans* I try to do good for the guy, and he locks me in my own closet. *Facpalms*