Wain Show, the show where I talk to myself, but pretend

that I'm on a show.

And my co-host, as always, is Sally.

Hi Sally.

How are you?

I'm good David.

How are you?

I'm pretty good.

Uh, It's nice to be here in Brooklyn on such a nice day,

right Sally?

It was pretty good.

How are you?

I'm OK.

No you're not, good, huh?

SHELLEY: David?

DAVID WAIN: [YELP]

SHELLEY: Were you just talking to yourself?

DAVID WAIN: Ah, no, I was going over the--

SHELLEY: Do you remember me?

DAVID WAIN: Yeah, of course.

SHELLEY: I'm Shelley, Tanya's friend.

DAVID WAIN: Oh, I did-- you were the book designer?

SHELLEY: Yes.

Yes, I'm a book designer.

DAVID WAIN: Right, are you friends with Tanya?

SHELLEY: Great memory.

DAVID WAIN: Yeah, OK.

SHELLEY: Yeah.

How have you, how have you been?

You look great.

DAVID WAIN: Oh, thanks.

So do you.

SHELLEY: No, really.

I remember, you were like, 15, 20 pounds overweight, and now

I'd say 10.

DAVID WAIN: Hmm.

So ah, how's-- aren't you dating some

kind of bunny bender?

SHELLEY: Money lender, Barney.

And no, no, we're not dating anymore.

DAVID WAIN: Sorry to hear that.

SHELLEY: I'm not.

He was a cheating scumbag.

As Mr. T might say, I pity the fool who'd date a money

lending asshole named Barney!

DAVID WAIN: (LAUGHING) Hey.

Mr. T's here.

What happened to Shelley?

[LAUGHTER]

SHELLEY: Did you really think Mr. T was here?

Are you just being nice?

Are you trying to get into my pants?

DAVID WAIN: No no no, I was just kidding.

SHELLEY: No, I mean, believe me, I would not necessarily

mind if you were trying to get into my pants.

DAVID WAIN: What?

SHELLEY: Let me give you my card.

We should go out sometime.

You know what?

Why are we playing these games?

Let's just get together, tomorrow.

DAVID WAIN: Um, OK, let's do it.

SHELLEY: Yeah?

DAVID WAIN: Great.

SHELLEY: Wow.

OK.

DAVID WAIN: So, I'm going to meet her this afternoon.

MALE SPEAKER: Don't forget to bring your rubbers.

DAVID WAIN: What, uh, we, we're just having a drink.

MALE SPEAKER: Mmm-hmm

FEMALE SPEAKER: I'm hearing wedding

bells, she sounds cute.

DAVID WAIN: You've never even met her.

FEMALE SPEAKER: With a name like Shelley,

she has to be cute.

[LAUGHTER]

MALE SPEAKER: I don't know David.

I think it sounds like she's playing you.

DAVID WAIN: How so?

MALE SPEAKER: All the warning signs are there.

The drink scheduled all too hastily, the conveniently out

of picture ex-boyfriend, the premature kiss on the lips,

the spontaneous dancing in the street.

FEMALE SPEAKER: You're crazy Jim.

I predict wedding belts in six to eight weeks, mark my words.

MALE SPEAKER: You're the one that's crazy.

Wedding bells?

I'll believe it when I see it.

FEMALE SPEAKER: Mark my words, that's all I'm

saying, mark my word--

Oh!

Ow!

MALE SPEAKER: Well, don't be so hasty with that wedding

bells talk next time.

FEMALE SPEAKER: I'm sorry.

I won't.

MALE SPEAKER: Look, David, have fun, and show her that

you're a great guy.

DAVID WAIN: Yeah.

What have I got to lose.

We really like each other.

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