[Sean pouring champagne] [SEAN:] Yeah. Yeah. That's right. Baby I have to tell you, you looking unbelievably delicious laying there. [GIRL #3:] Oh Sean, you're so sweet. [SEAN:] Not as sweet as your silky thighs mama, I think I want to taste'em. [He presses the 'play' bu*ton on his tape player] [SEAN:] I going to start with your scrumptious toes as an appetizers, then I'm going to move up your body with my tongue, 'til I reach those lucious icecream sundaes. [GIRL #3:] Mm, sounds nice. What else? [SEAN:] Well, then I'm going to work my way back down, 'cause it's time for the main course. I'm like a bee heading down to your honey pot. But I won't be flying away soon, no I won't. [she laughs sensually] [SEAN:] Ooh, zippity, dippity. [she takes a sip on the champagne] [she laughs sensually] [GIRL #3:] Tell me, what do you want me to do to you? [SEAN:] Yeah, baby, I got a lot on my menu, but if I could recommend something, it would have to be tonight's special: My pud. [GIRL #3:] What did you just say? [SEAN:] I said you going to like tonight's special... [GIRL #3:] And that's your pud? [SEAN:] Yeah. [GIRL #3:] You got to leave. [SEAN:] Mm-hmm. A'ight. Just let me find my pants and I... [looks for pants, finds them, struggles to put them on] [SEAN:] I'm leaving. [zips up pants, stops tape player, pulls out tape] [SEAN:] Could you at least tell me the best way home?