Dr. Hotass—formerly Dr. Dick
Devon: Who’s this?
Devon: Oh god. That’s creepy as hell.
Thank you for last night. I blame the cupcakes for that crash.
I’m sorry I passed out on you.
And cried on you.
Dr. Hotass—formerly Dr. Dick: And drooled cupcake icing on me.
Devon: To be clear, you are asking me on a date tonight?
Dr. Hotass—formerly Dr. Dick: Do you want it to be a date?
I could invite Kevin and Mer along.
Devon:
Do you want me to bring 50 Shades on our date tonight?
Dr. Hotass—formerly Dr. Dick: Nah. I think we have enough ammunition.
Devon: Do you have a Red Room in that granny apartment of yours?
Dr. Hotass—formerly Dr. Dick: Save some surprises for later, Devon.
Devon: Can I call you, sir?
Dr. Hotass—formerly Dr. Dick: See you soon, Cupcake.
Devon: