I can't wait till tomorrow for my test results. I'm going to call the clinic.
You've left, like, ten messages.
You're acting like the clinic's crazy ex-girlfriend.
Well, I'm leaving another message. Hand me my phone.
What? I have to stay healthy in case you have it.
Someone's got to pick up your welfare checks.
Well, this is my life now. Working at a diner with herpes.
The very best I can ever hope to be is a mentor for a younger girl with herpes.
Hi. Maybe you can help me.
Well, with that smile and my bad heart, I'll die trying.
I'm looking for the overly-emotional girl that works here as a waitress.
Oh, my god! What are you doing here?
Am I dying? Are you the angel of death?
I think I found her. Can we have a seat for a minute?
Max, Max, she wants to sit down. Come here and hold my hand.
Oh, I'll hold your hand after I find out what you have.