Elsewhere on the soundstage, Hairless runs up to Rob and tells him the party's off because he just can't handle it. Rob wants to know why. "You're right," says Hairless. "It's on. On. ON!" "Okay," says Rob, wondering if that whole Hunter restraining-order ploy will work for him, "it's on." "Great," says Hairless. "And I'm twenty-nine." He gives Rob a double thumbs-up and runs off. I'm feeling for old Robbo here. I really am.
Inside Hunter's trailer, Dave's saying that he wants to go to Quentin's party with Hunter, as if they were a couple. Since Hunter's wearing an off-the-shoulder sweatshirt in a definite homage to Flashdance, I'd say that Dave's been stricken blind at some point and doesn't see that Hunter looks like a fucking idiot. The Eighties. Legwarmers. "Maniac." Jennifer Beals. It's been done. And there's a reason it went away. Let's keep that in mind, shall we? "Look," says Hunter, "I told you. I want this to be a secret. I'm not looking for a boyfriend." "I know you said that," says Dave, "and I thought I could handle it. But I can't. I don't want to be your sex slave, Hunter." Hunter tells him that this was the agreement and promptly bends over to make her, em, point. Dave, staring at her perky posterior, almost reconsiders his plan, but comes to his senses. He says that the whole "sex slave" thing isn't working for him anymore. Hunter tells him that she can't be in an actual relationship with her assistant and tells him that it's over. "Dave," she says, "you're really good in bed, but what I need in my life right now is someone who can run errands for me. So, can you be a sweetie and get me a carrot beet juice with a wheatgrass chaser?" "I understand," says Dave, moving toward the door. "Hunter, you're great. But I think you have some serious, like, intimacy issues. I just hope that someday, you let someone in. Because I would hate to see a beautiful person like you...wind up alone." And he delivers this last line in such a way that, if we didn't already know it, tells us that not only has this entire little scene been concocted just to get Hunter to dump him, but that Dave should really get a chance to be on Grosse Pointe, because he's a damn fine actor. Hunter dismisses him with, "Yeah, yeah. Beet juice." Dave exits, and Hunter has a little moment of regret. Probably because she's just realized that Dave's a far better actor than she is.