ELLISON: AND her seeing eye cow!
MASON: Montana is gonna kill me.
ELLISON: No he’s not, that’s what blow jobs are for.
MASON: I’m not giving your almost husband a blow job even if my life depends on it
ELLISON: (woman spitting out drink)
MASON: Didn’t take you for that kind of girl
ELLISON: You’re on fire today this is the kind of energy I needed
MASON: I get funny when my life is on the line
ELLISON: Don’t be so dramatic
MASON: This isn’t even close to me being dramatic.
ELLISON: Okay, fine but I need you to focus
MASON: I’m focused. Blow jobs and blind dairy cows. Check.
MASON: What exactly do you need from me?
ELLISON: I need you to tell my fiancé that you gifted him a blind dairy cow and her seeing eye cow.
MASON: Of course you do
ELLISON: He won’t even be mad
MASON: Then why aren’t you telling him?
ELLISON: Because he told me no more obscure animals
MASON: He’s gonna know
ELLISON: He’s only gonna know if you tell him
MASON: You have the worst timing. I finally just found a woman I like—a lot—and now I don’t know if I’ll live to see her again
ELLISON: Have you always been this whiny?
MASON: Probably
ELLISON: So you finally met our girl
MASON: Your girl?
ELLISON: Nessa brought her home to us from the university. She was ours before she was yours. We have a book club and everything
MASON: I don’t know if she’s mine yet but I sure as hell hope I can convince her
ELLISON: that is honestly the sweetest.
MASON: remember that when your man is trying to beat me to a pulp.
ELLISON: he would never.
