Simply Irresistible

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Amanda!

Thanks, Benny.

Thank you very much. Have a good day.

Hey, TJ. Hi, Molly.

Hi, Amanda.

Hey, Amanda. How was your week?

A little slow.

It'll pick up. So what's good today?

The blackberries are very nice.

Actually, I could use a pound of the raspberries, please.

Morning, Abe. Charlie, welcome back.

Thanks. Hey, I'm sorry to hear about you guys closing up.

- What? - You have any idea

what you're going to do now?

What are you swiping me for?

Business is a little slow, but we're not closing.

He's confused.

You know, I got some nice shiitakes over here.

You should look at 'em.

Abe, where'd my portobellos go?

They're gone. Valderon wanted 'em.

Oh, good. You've spotted him.

Never even heard of him.

Not Valderon, the other one.

What--

I don't remember seeing you here before.

Are you always here?

Well, only when absolutely necessary.

It's a long trip.

These are for you.

Peekytoes, marvelous.

I wouldn't know what to do with a crab,

but thanks anyway. Bye.

Weren't you just over there?

It's always important to remember

that the wind from one door closing opens another.

Take my crabs, Amanda.

Your mother wants you to start living up to your potential.

My mother's dead.

Well, that's no reason to ignore her.

Open your nose.

He was very unpleasant.

Well, $59.

Oh.

oh, don't let that one get away.

No.

Gotcha!

Oh, no.

- Hi. - Hi.

I'm sorry, but something is about to crawl up your pants.

Oh. Oh, my God.

You might think I'm some kind of freak,

but I was just trying to help you...

- Jesus. - ...with that. Sorry.

Frisky little guy, isn't it?

Not for long.

He's going to be lunch in my restaurant.

- Really? - Yeah.

I'm making something,

something very...

...Napoleonic, crab Napoleon, actually.

It should be very insouciant.

Insouciant.

I'm sure it will be.

You don't look like you're in the restaurant business.

No? Why not?

- The suit. - Ah.

- Are you? - No. Well, I--

yes, I'm starting a restaurant.

I'm about to open it, and as a matter of fact,

I just lost my chef,

and it looks like you've misplaced your crustacean.

It was a pleasure to meet you.

Yeah, you too.

- Good luck. - Good luck.

You too.

Hello again. Now, I found your little wandering friend.

Now don't go leaving these behind.

Right. Oh, goodness.

Oh, God. Why did I buy these?

I'm Gene O'Reilly. It's been nice meeting you.

Yeah.

Oh, your change.

Hey.

Hi.

Made you some coffee.

Thanks. Ow, those are heavy.

What are you doing with those?

Don't ask.

- I had the weirdest morning. - Really?

First I met this guy, Gene O'Reilly.

Said he was a friend of Mom's. Do you know him?

Gene O'Reilly.

No, I don't think so. Doesn't ring a bell.

I think he was a crazy person.

And then Charlie asked me how I felt about us closing.

He's back, eh?

- Mm-hmm. - So did he ask you out?

Aunt Stella, stop changing the subject.

We agreed to run this restaurant together.

Okay.

The new landlord's raised the rent.

We're not making it, sweetie.

We haven't for some time.

How much did he raise the rent?

To $5,000 a month.

Five thou-- he can't do that.

Well, he did.

So then we can go to a bank and get a loan, right?

I already tried that, and the way things are going,

the bank doesn't have the faith that we can pay it back.

But we've been here 70 years.

I know, but...

I'm so-- I'm sorry.

No, I'm sorry, Amanda.

No, it's my fault.

Come on, what is it that they always say?

That the wind from one door slamming opens another?

What?

Well, did I say it wrong?

I'm not very good with proverbs, you know.

Come on.

Let's go get something to eat. I'm starved.

Ever since Henri Bendel first opened in New York,

Bendel's has stood as New York's most elegant store for women.

Now Henri's grandson Jonathan continues that tradition

with the first four-star luxury restaurant

ever in a department store.

And after an exquisite meal at Jonathan's,

our guests will have the run of the store.

It's a whole new approach to fine dining and shopping.

You'll see next week. Thank you all for coming.

Excuse me. I heard you spent $4 million

on a 75-seat restaurant. That's a heavy gamble.

Well, ma'am, it's not a gamble

if you have the right ingredients.

Again, thank you all.

- Tom. - Yes?

There's a very thin girl in your office

- making herself at home. - Oh, Christ. It's Chris.

No, Lois, what is she doing in my office without me?

I don't know, but I offered her a sandwich,

peanut butter and jelly.

Hey.

Chris.

I just downloaded my schedule onto your computer.

I hope you were using a condom.

- What? - Oh, nothing.

I will see you at lunch.

- Lunch. - Bye.

Bye.

Bye-bye.

Oh, my God.

- Oh. - She did it in red.

Sharing your cyberspace, that's a big step for you, Tom.

I was actually going to take her to a nice lunch today

and just break up with her. We've had three dates.

Getting too heavy for you, huh?

No, no. I just know exactly where it's going.

Look at this.

This is happiness over time.

You keep track of this?

Yeah. Now, you see, after the third date,

happiness drops precipitously.

It's because at first, everyone's very well-mannered.

No one really expects anything to happen.

By the fourth date, it becomes a relationship,

at which point it becomes a minefield

of these secret meanings and these unmet expectations,

and, Lois, look at this.

We've had three dates. She's downloading her schedule.

They start questioning, "When is he going to marry me?

What are our kids going to look like?"

I'm thinking do I have to spend every weekend with her?

If I spend too much time at the office,

is she going to get suspicious?

And it becomes a round of these fights and making up,

when at first, it was just fun.

I believe you've overlooked something.

The information you need, Tom,

is what you do after date three that makes everyone...

so miserable.

What I do?

No, don't touch that. Put that down. Put it down.

Your airplane fetish is starting to worry me.

In 1961, Howard Hughes flew a paper airplane

from the Golden Nugget to the Sands.

It was 4.2 miles.

One of these days, I'm going to break that record.

It's all in the adjustable sweepback of the wings.

- Look at that. - Wasn't Howard Hughes the guy

who never got out of his pajamas?

No. That was Hugh Hefner.

John Starks is the man.

He threw nine elbows last night.

Okay, shut up. Come here.

Taste this.

Mmm. That's good.

You do realize you can't lie.