-{Sean pouring champagne-
Sean: Yeah. Yeah. That's right. Baby I have to tell you, you looking unbelievably delicious laying there.
Girl #3: Oh Sean, you're so sweet.
Sean: Not as sweet as your silky thighs mama, I tink I want to taste'em.
-{He presses the 'play' button on his tape player-
I going to start with your scrumptious toes as an appetizers, then I'm going to move up your body with my tongue, 'til I reach those lucious icecream sundaes.
Girl #3: Mm, sounds nice. What else?
Sean: Well, then I'm going to work my way back down, 'cause it's time for the main course. I'm like a bee heading down to your honey pot. But I won't be flying away soon, no I won't.
-{she laughs sensually-
Ooh, zippity, dippity.
-{she takes a sip on the champagne-
-{she laughs sensually-
Girl #3: Tell me, what do you want me to do to you?
Sean: Yeah, baby, I got a lot on my menu, but if I could recommend something, it would have to be tonight's special: My pud.
Girl #3: What did you just say?
Sean: I said you going to like tonight's special...
Girl #3: And that's your pud?
Sean: Yeah.
Girl #3: You got to leave.
Sean: Mm-hmm. A'ight. Just let me find my pants and I--
-{looks for pants, finds them, struggles to put them on-
I'm leaving.
-{zips up pants--{stops tape player, pulls out tape-
Could you at least tell me the best way home?
