The Sitter


 * [after Noah has just done her]
 * Marisa Lewis: Oh, my God! My mom was so right. Nice guys really do eat the best pussy.
 * Noah Griffith: I’m not really sure how to interpret that. Thank you!
 * Marisa Lewis: Oh, my God! Why are you so good at that?
 * Noah Griffith: I’ll let you in on a trade secret. I actually write a short story with my tongue every time I do it. Uh…it follows this young kid, who uh…finds this alien in the woods with all these Reese’s Pieces and stuff and uh…he learns that aliens are just no different, you just can connect with anyone. It’s kind of like E.T. only with a lot more uh…going down on chicks.
 * Marisa Lewis: Cool beans!
 * Noah Griffith: Yeah! Cool beans. Definitely cool little frozen beans.
 * Marisa Lewis: Thank you for coming.
 * Noah Griffith: Yeah, we should uh…probably uh…
 * Marisa Lewis: Yeah, you should probably go.
 * Noah Griffith: …switch places. What’s that? [Marisa laughs] I figured…
 * Marisa Lewis: You have to go?
 * Noah Griffith: No! No! I just figured because I made uh…mouth love to you, that maybe you could return the favor.
 * Marisa Lewis: What?
 * Noah Griffith: Maybe toss a B.J. my way. If you have time?
 * Marisa Lewis: Um…my stomach is super iffy right now. I think I got food poisoning.
 * Noah Griffith: Baby.
 * [he tries to stroke her forehead but she pushes his hand away]
 * Marisa Lewis: So, I’m just in no condition to blow you right now and all that.
 * Noah Griffith: No. Yeah. That’s cool.
 * Marisa Lewis: Okay. Sorry! Next time, sweetie.
 * [as Noah is leaving her house]
 * Marisa Lewis: Thank you so much for going down on me.
 * Noah Griffith: Oh! Yeah! Yeah! You’re really good at um…getting going down on. Getting downed on, so. You should be proud of that as well.
 * Marisa Lewis: Okay. Cool. You’re the man!
 * Noah Griffith: You the man.
 * Marisa Lewis: Thanks. You’re the best, sweetie!
 * Noah Griffith: You gotta start believing in yourself. Okay, Maris?