I know, you can see the storm brewing behind her eyes, so let me just summarize for you.
Inner Monologue: There's no way I'll ever be able to resist Justin Bobby. That goatee. Those boots at the beach. His pseudo modeling career that allows him to have that look on his face all the time like he's stoned and wondering where he can buy a bag of chips.
Devil's Advocate: But, he's such an asshole. He won't be exclusive and he probably encouraged me to get this terrible boob job.
IM: Oh god, he's outside with his motorcycle. I should probably leave my job and go chat with him.
DA: He just told me that he's pretty much always be there for me. Is this like that time that he asked if he had a "hall pass"?
IM: Well, I think I might just move in with him. He smells so musty. I feel a heart to heart with Lauren coming on.
So what's it gonna be people, are we watching The City or what?
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