Soundtrack: “Love Hangover” by Diana Ross

“If there’s a cure for this, I don’t want it, don’t want it…”
JC: We’re finally alone.
J: At last.
“If there’s a remedy, I run from it, from it…”
JC: Are you sorry I got rid of them?
J: Not at all.
“Think about it all the time, never let it out of my mind, cuz I love you…”
JC: You know I’m not much of a talker.
J: So I’ve read.
“I’ve got the sweetest hangover, I don’t want to get over, the sweetest hangover…”
JC: The Playboy article?
J: I know all your secrets.
JC: Not all. There’s a few you don’t know yet.
“I don’t want to get over…”

Once again, she wakes up to the shaking of her shoulders.
A: You didn’t take something, did you?
O: She’s not that melodramatic.
J: Why are you both still here? Where is John?
JC: I thought I told you two losers to leave.
A: I’ll show you who’s the loser, you…
O: Don’t say it!
J: Say what?
O: Never mind, darling.
JC: I know you’re not trying to get racial!
J: Everyone shut up!