Better With You

I like you in these jeans.

Mm. Thank you. Wanna go to the bedroom?

I wanna go right here.

I like you in those jeans. Oh, you do, do ya?

Race you to the bedroom. Mm. How about right here?

Love it.

Is it weird that I'm more turneon now?

You ready? I've been thinking about it all day.

Me, too. Are you going to unbutton your jeans or am I?

I want you to watch me do it. Oh.

Okay. Let's go.

Oh, God. This is so good.

Don't talk. You're ruining it.

oh, my God. Mom and dad are driving me insane.

Having them plan the wedding was a huge mistake.

Are they really that bad?

Here is napkin option number 27.

Number 28.

Don't worry. The paisleys are comin'.

Oh, hey, baby.

Hey. Your parents are on the phone.

Who's talking to them? Uh, me, kinda.

That sounds like a great idea, Vicky or Joel.

It's your parent trents again. Oh, no, no. Just don't answer it this time.

We know you're in there! We can see you!

We have some minister options for you!

Do you like this guy?

Or this guy?

Did you know there's a hip, happening spot

called the highline garden hotel

at, if you agreed to have your wedding there,

would take care of everything? Ben, for the hundredth time,

we're not getting married at your hotel. Is this because of the murder-suicide thing?

No. The bedbug issue?

Nope. The tv remote control thing?

Yes. It's disgusting. Man, I... When "20/20" called

wanting to do a piece on the hotel, I had no idea

they were gonna go through every room with a black light

and show all the places that have bodily fluid.

I mean, inside a desk drawer? Ohh.

People are just animals. Look, if mom and dad are such a problem,

why don't you just hire a wedding planner? No, I can't. No, that would kill them. I mean, it's all

they have. They have nothing else going on in their lives. Well, okay.

'Cause Lorraine Ashley is a big client at my law firm. The wedding planner? Yes.

Get her. Screw mom and dad. She's supposed to be the best.

They say that she has so much Southern charm,

that just hearing her voice feels like a hug.

Oh, well, I don't know if that's...

you know what? That is true. Yeah.

It's so unfair. People hear "bodily fluids,"

and they immediately jump to the worst possible scenario.

It could've been tears or blood.

Wow. Pretty crowded, huh?

Oh! New flavor today. Bavarian mint.

Hey, if anybody can improve on mint, it's the bavarians.

I'm actually on the phone.

Oh. I'm sorry. You can tell 'em

my bavarian mint joke if you want, just to...

Ooh. Excuse me. Sorry.

Sorry. Ooh. Sorry. Hi.

Ooh. Sorry. Rory! Hi!

Hey, Maddie.

You look great. Did you get a haircut? I actually got all of 'em cut.

Oh! Oh, my God! It's sexy. I love it.

Uh, listen, I'm in a bit of a rush.

Can I please get a small bavarian mint? Already done.

I'll make it a Maddie, with all the toppings you like.

Thanks, sweetie. Thank you.

Can you believe that woman just did that?

Oh, now you wanna talk to me?

Oh, hi, honey.

Did you hurt your back?

Yeah, 'cause you stabbed me in it.

I saw you today at the yogurt haus,

flirting with Rory.

So? Ah! You admit it!

Well, I guess I don't have to show you the picture

that I took on my phone. That's just a blur.

Yeah, well, the point is that I caught you flirting.

Well... I didn't want to wait in line.

I wasn't really flirting. I was just flirting for favors.

Everybody does it. Flirting for favors?

You know, you smile, throw out a few compliments,

show a little cleavage. You get special treatment.

They get to see some top boob. Everybody wins.

You do all this for yogurt?

Oh, Ben, it's not just for yogurt.

Did you know that yogurt haus has secret toppings...

toppings that aren't available to the general public?

No. Really? Like what kinds?

I don't think I'm supposed to say.

But they're so good, and they taste even better

because regular people can't have 'em.

I can't believe I've been going to this place,

standing in line, getting regular toppings like a fool.

You know, I'm gonna start flirting, too.

You should. Oh, well, I just hope you're okay

unleashing flirting Ben out into the world.

I mean, even today, without turning it on,

the woman in front of me in line...

she was all over me.

We know why you asked us over, and we agree.

Having only jazz music at the wedding

would just feel too ethnic, so we...

no, no, no. That's not why we asked you over here.

Vicky, Joel, why don't you sit down?

Jeez. What is this? What's, uh, what's going on?

Oh, God. It's an intervention.

Well, I guess I'm not surprised.

I think a part of me has wanted help for a long time,

but I just... I didn't know how to ask for it.

Uh, no, mom. This is, uh, it's about our wedding.

Oh. Great.

Okay, look, we so appreciate

everything you've done for the wedding.

But you are driving us crazy.

No, no, honey. We talk around it.

Here's the thing. We hired a wedding planner.

What?

We hired a wedding planner.

It wasn't that kind of "what."

Uh, mom, dad...

This is Lorraine Ashley.

It's so wonderful to meet you.

Your daughter is a lovely young woman.

Oh, thank you. And... and may I say, you are also quite lovely.

Control yourself. You're like a dog.

You know I have a thing for redheads.

Dad, please.

I've asked you a million times to not say that in front of me.

Let me paint a picture for ya.

With me in charge of this event,

every one of your friends is going to be so jealous.

They won't speak to you for weeks

because you're going to make their kid's wedding

look like a birthday party in a borrowed backyard.

Oh, my God. You get me.

We will be happy to work with you on the wedding.

I-I'm willing to do whatever it takes...

weekends, late night meetings, long walks in the park.

No, dad. You don't understand. It...

let me. You two don't have to plan anything.

All you have to do is sit back

and enjoy your daughter's big day. What are you saying?

You're fired.

What?

Just so you know, that wasn't a say-it-again-louder "what?"

Lorraine fired mom and dad? Were they okay?

They were pretty upset. Well, mom was. I'm not so sure about dad.

He hugged Lorraine twice.

Well... I've completely lost my ability to flirt.

What are you talking about?

This is all your fault. I have been with you

for so long that I've lost my flirting muscle. What happened?

Hi. May I help you?

Yes, and thank you very much for your kind offer, milady. What?

Uh, so, uh, what's the haps with the yo?

I don't know what that means.

The froyo. You know, frozen yurt.

What, you don't call it that here? Eh, that's okay.

Didn't this place used to be called "yogurt haus"?

The yogurt business is cutthroat.

You gotta keep changing the name to stay current.

Ah. Pfft. Gotcha. Gotcha.

So, uh, so what's goin' on?

Well, I guess you're just chillin'.

What was that?

Was that a joke, because frozen yogurt's cold?

That is what I was thinking, yes.

You do know what flirting is, don't you?

So what did you do? Did you just get out of there?

Oh, no, no. That is not at all what I did.

You know, I know your name, but you don't know mine.

I'm Ben Coles. Ben colt?

Coles. Rhymes with... moles.

Are you making fun of my mole?

No, no, I'm... no. I-I think your mole is sexy.

I have one, too. Wanna see?

Mr. Peters! We have a pervert again!

No. No. No, I'm... I'm not a pervert. No.

I-I just want secret things from you.

You know who's good at flirting?

Casey. Waitresses are always giving him stuff. It's true.

I didn't know people paid for appetizers until a year ago.

I could go down there with ya, teach ya how to do it.

Um, reteach, okay? I used to be pretty good at it.

Well, I don't know about that.

Uh, hey, it worked on you, didn't it?

When we first met, I flirted the pants off her, literally.

I was the king of flirting.

Well, it wasn't that hard.

Back then I was the queen of taking my pants off.

Runs in the family.

First question...

is this an open pregnancy or a secret pregnancy?

Oh, we're not hiding this guy. He's the guest of honor.

In fact, uh, he's the main reason this is happening. Yeah.

Well, then thanks for the business, young man.

Oh, I am so thrilled you're doing our wedding.

I mean, I feel like I'm in the best hands. Oh, you are, darlin'.