m sorry.
Well, what now?
I gotta get up early.
Why don't we just forget it?
What, home?
- Hey, you wanna go to my house?
- No, thanks.
- You wanna eat?
- No.
What do you wanna do? Anything.
Why don't you just drop me off at Trax...
- Trax?
- It's real close to home.
- It's late. I'll just drop you home.
- I have something I have to do there.
Now? It's late.
You wanna go home, I'll drop you home.
- I don't want you to take me home.
- OK, let's go out. Anything you want.
- I don't wanna go out.
- And you don't wanna go home.
- What do you wanna do?
- I don't want you to take me home.
I'm missing something.
I don't understand...
- Wait a minute. Don't walk away.
- Don't! I just don't want...
- Don't you understand?
- No, I don't.
Listen to me.
I don't want you to take me home.
OK. Why? What is the problem?
Because I don't want you
to see where I live, OK?
- What?
- I'm sorry. Forget it.
Jesus Christ.
I'm sorry for bumming out
the night for you.
You didn't bum out anything.
I had a great time.
- You liar.
- I was with you. I had a great time.
If I was in a Turkish prison,
I'd have a great time with you.
I don't know. It's just too weird for me.
Maybe this shouldn't happen.
What - you and me?
Well, maybe it doesn't happen all the
time, but it doesn't mean it isn't right.
Doesn't mean we can't try.
Feel any better
if I asked you to the prom?
I know the prom's kinda lame, so if
you don't wanna go, it's no big deal...
Hey! What?
It happened. He asked me.
- And?
- I accepted.
Well, congratulations.
No more moping around the house
waiting for the telephone to ring.
So, are you in love?
- Yeah, I think I am.
- Well, who is this guy?
His name's Blane, and he's a senior.
He's so beautiful.
He's a richie.
- A what-ie?
- A richie. It's kinda stupid.
It's just his family has a lot of money.
- Well, is that a problem?
- I don't know, it's just weird.
His friends have a lot of money
and he has a lot of money.
He drives a BMW.
I just... I don't know... I'm not
really sure if they're gonna accept me.
What does that mean?
You like him, he likes you.
What his friends think
shouldn't make a difference.
Yeah, but it's my friends too.
It's everybody.
I'm just not real secure about it.
Well, so take the heat.
You like him, he likes you.
It's worth it.
- Is it?
- Well, isn't it?
You're right.
- I'm just overreacting, aren't I?
- Not necessarily.
I mean, a good kiss
can scramble anybody's brain.
Look, just don't worry about it.
Wait and see how you feel tomorrow.
- Good night.
- Good night. Thanks.
That's my baby.
Honey?
Wait a minute.
Could I ask you something?
Yeah.
Sometimes I feel a little sorry
that I'm the one you have
to talk to about these things.
I'm not. She couldn't have
said it any better than you.
- I mean it.
- Good night.
OK, make my day.
I want all the gory details.
The mingling breath, the pounding
heart, the steamy windows.
I want the whole scoop.
I hate to disappoint you,
but nothing happened.
Nothing?
Well, not nothing. I mean, I kissed him.
- Anywhere interesting?
- Please!
So...
does he have strong lips?
- How can you tell?
- Did you feel it in your knees?
- I felt it everywhere.
- Strong lips.
Talk about lips!
I'm old enough to be his mother, but
when the Duck laid that kiss on me,
I swear to God,
my thighs just went up in flames.
He must practise
on melons or something.
Is this your prom dress?
- Believe it or not.
- It's great.
- It's silly.
- It's a great material.
You know, I'm going.
To the prom.
- Stop it!
- No, I am.
Last night he asked me,
and, I don't know, I said yes.
It seems really weird.
But it might be kinda fun.
You were here for 15 minutes
and you didn't even tell me!
I really, really wanted to go.
You lucky girl.
Isn't that a dreamy dress?
- lona, I have to go.
- Will you hold me till this song's over?
But I have to leave.
Why can't we start old
and get