Transcript (en)

Dirty martini? Dirty bastard. It's the bad guy again, and I'll keep calling to you who agree to talk. So unless you want 20 messages every day, you'll meet me tonight for a drink. I miss you. I'll be waiting, gorgeous. Right sentiment. Sushi samba. Wrong restaurant. How did it feel? Fabulous. But I woke up this morning even angrier. I need to hurt him more. I can't even be around that man. He's dangerous and toxic. So, he's Manthrax? Arrogant prick. I wonder what he was gonna say. What could he say? That he loves me, that we belong together, that... He didn't mean to hurt me. Well, people make mistakes. I cheated on Aiden. He gave me a second chance. And look how well that turned out. That was different. True. It wasn't a sushi situation. And that's another thing. I'm not doing the baby talk at breakfast. I signed up for friendship, not some piecey bullshit baby brunches. Oh, you're overreacting. Brady won't happen every day. He better not. Miranda's still Miranda. She had a baby, not a lobotomy. She knows you're not child-friendly. Don't kid yourself. The days of pussy and fuck are gone.