After Hours
Andy:Who is ready for dinner? 'oh, I bet it's pizza, or tacos, or something stupid'. No. [claps] I went south of the border for this. And then I went south of that border. And we have ourselves [takes foil off tray] [Jamaican accent] A Jamaican feast, mon!
Phyllis:If I wanted Jamaican food I'd just hire a bunch of bodyguards and go there.
Andy:Additional trivia factoid, this food comes to us through Val. And our server is none other than Brandon, her boyf!
Val:Hey.
Brandon:How you doing, Val? [Val and Brandon kiss]
Oscar:Jamaican, huh? I just read about the elections down there. Crazy stuff.
Brandon:Oh no, I'm not actually Jamaican.
Oscar:Terrific.
Darryl:What's up man? I'm Darryl.
Brandon:Darryl, I heard about you. You doing good?
Darryl:Oh yeah.
Brandon:Must be doing real good since you're f***ing my girlfriend.
Everyone:Whoa.
Kevin:Dude, you didn't tell me you were f***ing Val. High five!
Darryl:I'm not sleeping with your girlfriend.
Val:Brandon, what the hell are you talking about?
Brandon:Don't play dumb with me. I know what's up.
Val:Honey, I am not sleeping with-
Andy:Heyyy let's get back to the food. Brandon, tell us about these delicious looking goops!
Brandon:Hope you all like goat.
Andy:Goat