Brandon walks into his favorite restaurant Picante del Sol. Maitre d': Yes sir, how can I help you? Brandon: What's up? I'm Brandon, a twenty one year old surfer who spends my time riding the waves and straight up chillin'. I love classic cars and I'm looking for a girl who can keep up with all my fast turns. Maitre d': Yes, that's terrific sir. How many will I be seating? Brandon: Just me. I'm meeting someone Holmes. The Maitre d' shows Brandon to his table where Lydia is already seated. Lydia: Hi, I'm Lydia. It's so great to finally meet y… Brandon: NEXT! Lydia: What? Brandon: Lydia, if I wanted a girl who could speak I would have asked Helen Keller out on a date. Lydia: Huh? That's doesn't even really make sense. Brandon: NEXT! Lydia: Shoud I…should I go? Brandon: No, no. Sorry about that. Sometimes I just get caught up in the…I have these flashbacks. Lydia: Alright. No problem. Brandon: Listen, let's just start over. Lydia: This is a nice little restaurant. Oh wow. Is that a Botticelli on the wall? We studied him in this Italian Renaissance seminar that I took last… Brandon: Speaking of art, I love paintball. So why don't you put on this gray suit and these goggles. We're going to see how many paintballs I can hit you with in five minutes! Lydia: Brandon, you're making me feel really uncomfortable. I really thought you were going to be a nice guy who… Brandon: PUT ON THE SUIT! Lydia: Ok, ok. Just relax. Lydia puts on the paintball suit and gets pelted with a colossal amount of blue, red, and green paintballs. Brandon: Three hundred and fifty four. That's a new record. Lydia: My dress is ruined! Brandon: Yeah…this has been fun, but uh…you seem pretty high maintenance and I'm definitely not down with that. NEXT! Lydia: Please stop yelling that. Please! Lydia starts to tear up. Lydia: It really hurts my feelings. Brandon: I'm sorry. I don't know what's gotten into me. Just sit down and let's order some food. Lydia: Alright. Excuse me waiter, can I get a glass of water when you… Brandon: Oh man, I love the water. You know I was actually a champion surfer. Why don't you get this scuba gear on and try to find the rings at the bottom of the pool that I set up in the middle of the restaurant. Lydia: That's a fish tank. And what rings are… Brandon: These rings. Brandon throws three napkin rings into the fish tank and starts to laugh.