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I just don't understand what a guy who could have a supermodel would want with Mel. I
know it sounds horrible, but think about it. I mean, we know Mel's cute and quirky and
lovable, but would a guy who'd been hanging around supermodels be able to see that?
Don't guys who hang around supermodels for one reason? You know, for the arm
candy? Why would a guy who's been eating nothing but dessert for the past few years suddenly
opt for meat and potatoes? Am I the worst best friend who ever lived, or what?
Nadine
To:Nadine Wilcock
From: Tony Salerno
Subject: Are you the worst best friend who ever lived?
Yes. I'm sorry, but yes. Look, Nadine, you know what your problem is? You hate men.
Oh, you like me. But let's face it, in general, you don't like men, or trust them. You
think all we do is troll around for models. You think we're so stupid, we can't see past a
girl's face or chest or hips. Well, you're wrong. Look, despite your assertion, supermodels
aren't dessert. They're people, just like you and me. There are some nice ones and some mean
ones, some smart ones and some stupid ones. I would say a guy who is a photographer probably
meets a lot of supermodels, and maybe he meets a few he likes, and they go out a few times, or
whatever. Does that mean that if he happens to meet a non-supermodel who he likes, he can't go
out with her, too? Do you think he is sitting around, constantly comparing her to the supermodels
he's known? Do you sit around and constantly compare me to George Clooney? No. And I'm sure
Max Friedlander isn't doing that with Mel. Not comparing her to
George Clooney, I mean, but to Giselle, or whomever. So give the guy a break. I'm sure he
genuinely likes her. Hell, he might even genuinely love her. Did you ever think of that?
So chill.
Tony
PS Mel isn't meat and potatoes, you are. Mel is more like a ham sandwich. With a side
of slaw and a bag of chips.
To: John Trent
From: Jason Trent
Subject: Now you've done it.
You've really done it. What are you thinking? I'm serious. WHAT ARE YOU THINKING?
What is going through that idiotic brain of yours? SHE THINKS YOU'RE SOMEONE ELSE.
She thinks you're someone else, and now you're SLEEPING with her?
My wife put you up to this, didn't she? You are taking advice from my wife. A woman
who, I think you should know, ate an entire cherry cobbler twelve servings last night.