Fresh

What?

Girl, fuck that. Just leave.

I know. Like...

I obviously don't mind paying,

but what a weird way to start off a date.

That's what I'm sayin'.

Is this what you tell your kids?

"Oh, it was so romantic before our first date, y'all.

"He texted me, 'FYI, this place is cash only.'"

No.

I'm already here.

Girl...

I'm really fuckin' hungry.

Mmm.

I don't know. Hopefully, it'll make for a good story.

Call me after.

- Love you. - Okay, I love you more.

- Bye. - Bye.

Bye-bye.

Bye!

Okay, let's do this.

So I love hot sauce.

I literally just put it on every single thing

I can find around the house sometimes.

From pizza to chicken wings.

Even though it gives me terrible acid reflux.

- Mmm. - It makes its way up to my throat

and I literally feel like I'm gonna vomit.

- So... - Oh, yeah. That, um, sucks.

- Mmm. - But I love it, so...

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Like, I love wasabi, but, um,

Mexican spices would be too much for me.

- Mmm. Yeah. I get that. - Yeah.

Yeah.

Mmm.

What?

I had this crazy thought. I...

I just feel like...

the women in our parents' generation,

they just cared more about how they dressed

and just, kind of, how they looked.

They were more into femininity.

- You know what I mean? - Mmm.

Like, nowadays, I feel like girls, they just wear

oversized everything, like it's a blanket.

Do you know what I mean? You know what I'm saying, right?

- Um... - It's like...

'Cause I think you would just look great in a dress.

Not that you don't look good in a sweater,

- but I mean, if you were... - You guys okay?

Uh, yeah. Um, pretty much done, actually. Thank you.

Cool. Yeah, we'll just get this wrapped up then.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Oh, did you bring cash?

Yeah. You reminded me, so...

My brother is coming into town.

If it's cool, I'm just gonna snag these leftovers

and, uh, I guess I'll just let you leave...

Cool. No. Yeah.

...a couple bucks less on the tip.

If that makes sense.

Your scarf is dipping into the noodles.

Oh, fuck!

Shit!

I love this scarf. Um...

Excuse me? Excuse me.

Quick, come.

Hi, do you have sparkling water?

- Sparkling. - Mmm-hmm. Yeah.

- Bubble. You know bubbles? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

And a lemon, please?

I don't know if she understood what I said.

I don't think she speaks English.

That was, uh, that was fun.

You're really cute.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

We should do this again sometime.

Yeah, look, Chad, um...

Yeah.

Oh. I... I don't

think we're really a match. You know?

Wow.

I was literally just being polite.

You're not even my type, to be honest, so...

Okay.

Oh, that's funny? "Ha-ha, it's hilarious"? Yeah.

Okay. Good luck finding a guy, you stuck-up bitch.

Um...

What the fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Oh. Stupid idiot.

Can you please just text him and write,

"Fuck you and your ugly-ass scarf, bitch."

Oh, see, I wish I thought of that in the moment.

Instead I just stood there like an idiot.

- Let's switch. - Yeah.

I don't know how you do it, Mollie.

Do what?

Dating people.

And I always end up alone.

Which, by the way, I'm very okay with.

No, no. What?

You do not need a man, okay? Or anybody, for that matter.

It's just the way we've been raised since fuckin' Disney movies.

- Yeah. Fuck Ariel. - Fuck her.

Stupid bitch left the whole sea for a man.

Come on, now.

Like, fuck... Fuck Beauty.

Yeah, fuck the Beast. I am the beast.

You are the beast! Get it!

Time, everyone!

Whoo! Great job today, huh?

I mean that.

Now give yourselves a round of applause.

Whoo!

Great job!

- Bam! - Ah!

- You are powerful! - You are powerful!

- Look at how strong you are. - Look at this.

Oh, fuck.

Have you ever had these?

Grapes?

No. Cotton Candy grapes.

They taste just like them. I'm not kiddin'.

- Really? - Yeah.

I told my sister and niece.

They were like, "No way, fuck you."

So now I'm getting them on my way there.

Your niece said, "Fuck you"?

Yeah. Four-year-olds are crazy.

All right.

I can tell you don't believe me,

so you're gonna have to try one.

I don't want you leaving here thinking I'm a weirdo.

Okay.

- Right? - Holy shit. Mmm.

- Wow. - Science.

Yeah. Go science.

Do you live around here?

'Cause I live on aisle six.

I just come to the fruit section

to talk to random, very good-looking people

that stand near it.

That was terrible.

That was kinda terrible.

- I'm so sorry. - It's fine.

Have a good night.

Okay. You, too.

You know what? Fuck it.

I'm already ruining this, so I'm just gonna keep goin'.

Do you think I could have your number?

- Oh. - It's really just so I have a story

for my sister and my niece when I see them.

Because I think we're gonna talk about the grapes.

Oh, of course. Yeah.

Then I can tell them that I met someone else

who feels the same way.

Sure. Makes sense, yeah.

Okay.

We can meet here next week to talk about the broccoli if you want.

Sounds good.

Oh.

- Mist. - Rain forest.

Always good to have a little mist, Noa.

- Yes, mystery. - Yeah.

I'm Steve.

- It's nice to meet you. - You, too.

I'm not gonna text you, but I'll really want to.

Good night.

Good night.

- What? - Yeah.

- Your number? - Yeah.

- In a grocery store? - Yeah.

- The other night? - Yes.

And you're just now telling me today?

Wow.

When you think you had a friend.

No, I just think it was weird, you know? He was...

He was cute and funny and...

Mmm. Okay.

I didn't think people met people in real life anymore, you know?

He's probably married.

Thank you for that. Yes, he's probably married.

Probably.

Like, I'm already thinking about the fact

- he hasn't texted. - Mmm.

That's one of the things I love about dating women.

Less games, more emotional dependence, you know?

So don't play the games,

just be you straight out the gate. Fuck it.

Maybe.

Hey, do you want to come over later?

- I could use some emotional dependence. - Aww.

Well, my emotional dependence ain't cheap, boo.

Let me tell you.

- Hi. - Hey!

How you doin'?

- Good, thanks. How are you? - Good. Good.

This place is really nice.