Cleo is standing outside the apartment of the hot guy she met at the club. She is a little nervous.

"Come on, Cleo! You can do this! It's just you and a guy having lunch!" she says to herself.

Just when she is about to leave the guy opens the door. "Hi, Cleo! Why do you look like you are going to leave?"

"Oh, it didn't seem like you were home!"

"I am! Ready for lunch?"

"Sure, let's go!"

"Okey!"

"What's your name?"

"I'm David Hamond."

"You look even more hot now than you did last night, David...!" says Cleo. "Sorry, David. I shouldn't have said that."

"It's okey, Cleo! I know that you're hot for me and I'm really hot for you too!"

"We're just having lunch, David. I'm not your girlfriend. At least not yet."

"I know that! So, who's the girl you were hangin' out with last night?"

"She's my friend. Her name is Rikki."

"Oh, I see!"

"Don't sound like you're hot for her! You're here with me, remember?"

"Don't worry! She's not my kind of girl. You are!"

"You say that to every sexy girl, don't you?"

"I'm not that kind of guy, Cleo! I'd never say that to some random girl from the streets! I really like you!"

At same time Emma and Rikki are in a store looking for a gift for Emma's mother.

"Cleo's probably having sex with her new hottie right now!" says Rikki.

"She's not that kind of girl, Rikki!"

"Then why did she do sexy dance-moves in front of him and make sexy little sounds in his ear last night?"

"You just made that whole thing up!"

"No, it's true! You should've seen her! She was working it like a little sex-kitten!"

"You're making me sick!"

"Sure about that?"

"YES!"

"If you say so!"

Emma notice a white bag. "Do you think my mom would like this?"

"No, not really!"

"Why not?"

"I think you should give her something a little more special than a bag!"

"Like what?"

"How about this?" Rikki holds up a book in front of Emma's face.

"10.000 ways to turn your man on? I don't think that's what my mom needs!"

"Really?"

"Rikki, can't you think about something other than sex for like 5 seconds and actually help me here?"

"I love sex, Emma!"

"And I love it when you shut up for a while!"

"You should try not to be little 'Miss Perfect' all the time!"

"You should try not to be little 'Miss Erotica' all the time!"

"Wanna fight me?"

"No, I'm a good young lady! I don't put my fist on people in public!"

"You're just afraid that I'm gonna kick your ass so bad that you'll end up in the emergency-room!"

"That is so not true!"

"Really? You never fight, Emma!"

"Fighting is not lady-like! You're a woman, Rikki!"

"I know that!"

"I don't think you're very lady-like, talking about sex and trying to get me into a stupid fist-fight!"

"I do things my way!"

"Rikki-world seems like a weird place! How do you get to school...? On a broomstick?"

"Not funny!"