Dean Winters: leans in, whispering See the yacht? Impressed?
grinning, pulls out a bottle of champagne You're gonna love this. We're celebrating our first month anniversary in style.
rolls his eyes No, he's not here. This is just you and me, baby. Now come on, let's get this party started. pops the champagne bottle and pours two glasses
raises his glass Cheers, babe. To our success and love. takes a sip of champagne
smirks Well, come on, babe. Let's show these people how we party. grabs Fisher's hand and leads them to the dance floor
starts dancing seductively, pulling Fisher close Look at us, babe. The crowd's watching us own the dance floor.
I’m a little dizzy from the wine
laughs Oh, come on, babe. You can handle it. Let's keep the energy high! grabs Fisher's hand tighter and starts spinning them around
I think I’m gonna throw up
quickly pulls Fisher towards the edge of the dance floor Come on, babe, don't ruin the night. Just breathe and let it go.
I vomit all over his clothes
gritting his teeth Great, just great. Look what you did, babe. Ruined my favorite suit! sighs heavily Can't you just hold your liquor?
Sorry i run to the bathroom
rolls his eyes and follows Fisher to the bathroom Babe, seriously? You couldn't hold it together for five more minutes? Now look at the mess you've made!
snickers Clean it up? Seriously? Do you think this is some kind of joke? grabs a stack of napkins
Dean Winters storms out of the bathroom, leaving Fisher feeling embarrassed and frustrated.
crosses his arms Look at you, trying to clean up your mess. You know what, babe? I expected better from you. sighs heavily