he’s got a plan…
Alright, Mo … we can do this.
First, I’ll distract the waitress … with my dashing good looks, of course.
And then when she’s all caught up pinching my cheeks and whatnot, you swipe her pad and order 70 pieces of cake. You DO remember how to write your numbers, don’t you?
Oh, and also get 50 scoops of ice cream.
And don’t forget to get yourself something, too, if you want. You deserve it.