Head Over Heels

Ah, yeah.
I don't think she likes them, the models.
No, my boyfriend just left me for a model.
- It's not any of you.
- Whew!

I'm glad we don't have to go through
that one again.

Then we'll all get along fine.
No problem.

I love you.
That was good English,

Hey, Mandy.
You want a blouse?

Oh, no.

Phooey. This shirt makes me look like heroin addict.
And not in a good way.
Take mine.
I wore it once before anyway.

What are you going to wear?
I'll just take hers.

- Say what?
- She wants to try on your top. Give it.

What's going on here?
Hey. Did you know there are two guys
just waiting in the hall for you?

Only two?
The longer we wait, the more money they'll spend.
On dinner.
Okay, let's back it up, boys.
See if there's anything you like, Amanda.
Oh, no, no.
I'm not really interested in men right now.

Oh, but they seem like great guys.
Yeah, they all seem like great guys when they
know you're watching.

- You gotta learn to look past what they want you to see.
- Huh.

That guy right there--
Suit's Hugo Boss, but it's straight off the rack.

Tie's a Gucci knockoff,
and those shoes--

Girl, that's between him and Payless.
But check this guy.
See that bulge in hispants?