After Hours
Ryan:I'll have a glass of your oakiest chardonnay, please.
Erin:And I will have waffle with your mapliest syrup.
Waitress:Sorry, no waffles.
Erin:Oh, okay. Just forget it, then. Forget it. Forget it.
Ryan:A waffle?
Erin:A hotel waffle. I know what I want to eat. Is that crazy?
Ryan:No.
Erin:I'm moving down here, you know.
Ryan:Oh, no, I didn't know.
Erin:I'm young, and I can and if I can't, I'm still pretty young. I guess I'll always be young.
Ryan:You come with me. We're gonna get you that waffle.