Liz: How much did you have to drink?
Roxie: Not much
This is just me
You’re witnessing my core dump
It’s not pretty
Liz: What’s a core dump?
Never mind, I’m googling
“any output of a large amount of raw data for further examination or other purposes”
Okay I get it
Roxie:
So you like him?
Liz: Joe? I don’t know
Roxie: Is he good in bed?
Liz: Uhm...
Roxie: Just say it. It’s not a big deal
Liz: Yes. He’s amazing. It’s been by far the best sex I’ve had
Not that I’ve been with many guys
But he just hits everything he needs to hit, you know
Roxie: Hell yeah, Joe Larson, Esquire can bring it!
Good for you, girl
And if it’s great, it’s great
You don’t need a lot of reference to recognize when something is great
Liz: It doesn’t matter now
He broke it off
Roxie: Why?
Liz: Cause I push him away
Roxie: Why do you?
Liz: Can we not, please? I had a heart-to-heart with my brother earlier this evening, and I don’t have it in me to do it again
Which ironically is what Joe said, that he didn’t have it in him to wait for me to stop pushing him away while I work through my shit
So now no more Joe’s dick