Lisa and Luka play foosball and flirt. Aw. They are cute. She beats him, and he tells her that, next time, he'll pick the sport: "Something more civilized." Hell yeah -- "next time"! Lisa, you go with your bad self! She...oh, hold on -- the phone's ringing. Hello? Oh hey, it's Sars! Where are you? What the -- why are you in Pennsylvania? Do you have the cats with you? Why are you calling me? Oh. All right. ALL RIGHT! I heard you, god. BYE. Um. I take back what I said about "go Lisa." She's a dirty, dirty whore. Anyway, Lisa (the dirty, dirty whore (tm Sars)) asks what Luka had in mind, and he says there's a pool table at his hotel. She's all, "Your hotel?" and he explains he lives in a hotel, he doesn't own it. He lives there as a doctor: "I take care of the tourists, they give me a break on the rent." Lisa (the d,dw) shrugs, and he laughingly protests that living in a hotel is a good deal, between the maid service, the laundry, the amenities (dude, you've convinced me), and he finishes by saying that she should come see it sometime. "Your hotel room," Lisa repeats, because she's a dirty, dirty whore, and he's all, "Yeah. I mean...no. I'd never ask such a thing of a lady." As Sars would interject if she were here, Lisa is no lady. Lisa smiles and kind of rolls her eyes, and he adds, "Especially after just one kiss." They give each other The Look, and then he moves in for Kiss the Seconde. Oh, god, it's the phone again. I'm just going to let that ring. Luka notes, as I just did, that that makes two, and Lisa smiles and shrugs again, and Luka says, "Come on," and for a second Lisa (and the audience) thinks he means "Boom boom boom let's go back to my room," until he clarifies that he means it's time for a foosball rematch. She smiles. Her panties crawl out the bottom of her pant leg and into a nearby church, where they beg for sanctuary.
Episode Report CardWing Chun: D | 269 USERS: C+
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