Speaking of hot people...
Wait. Are we drunk or do we finally have one brain and the same taste in guys?
I don't know, but this is suddenly my new favorite restaurant.
Let's go get ourselves some of that man-wich.
I kind of like "drunk Caroline" way more than the other Caroline.
I kind of like her better, too.
Excuse me, sisters. Do you know the guy who just came in here?
The cute one. He's so cute, right?
His name is Andy, and he just opened a candy store across the way.
Shut up! Candy? I love candy.
Question: what would make this day even better? Candy?
You should totally go for the hot guy.
Or you can go for him. Let's think about this.
He's clean and not a drug addict, so he's more my type.
Well, he's got a store full of candy and a penis, so he's more my type.
You know what? Go for it. You've got dibs.
Aww, that's so nice of you, Max. Yeah,
and while you're doing him in the back room, I'll be pocketing some candy.
Oh, no. It's closed. Hey, Max, you know what'd be fun?
If we threw that trash can through the front window?
I was gonna say we should leave him a note.
And what would be fun about throwing that can through a window?
Have you ever done it? It's fun!
Oh, the sign's turned around. He can see us. He's smiling at us.
Should we go in?
If I learned anything as a child, it's when a stranger offers you candy, you say yes.