[CBS boardroom]
howard :
we’re trying to uphold a standard Mr. Wilson
boardmembers :
here, here
[Howard raises his glass]
i’d like to propose a toast to Eve
to the world’s best CEO and friend
[Eve grins]
i’m just trying to run a good company
and you guys are good company
especially you Howard
love,
eve & howard
howard :
that's a sad moon rising
Eve looks up
i guess it is
howard :
did you know Jupiter has 63 moons?
Eve looks at Howard
[Howard smiles]
i told you we could take advantage of the Wifi out here
meanwhile
a couple of cars over
boyfriend :
that’s a glad moon rising
girlfriend :
it is?
as she finishes kissing him breathlessly
he puts on some more music
i told you we could take advantage of the hifi out here
63 more tunes to go
to herself
63???
meanwhile
eve :
…. And that happened 63 afternoons ago?
howard :
uh huh
eve :
Howard when you said we could go cruisin’ with The Internet i thought you meant the group
howard :
that’s a music group?
eve :
huh uh Howard
i’ve seen your playlist
as she clicks on Howard’s I-Tunes
howard :
okay Eve
you got me
a bit later
after listening to Ode to a Dream, Web of Me, and Visions
Howard says as Eve finishes kissing him breathlessly
this doesn’t bode well for the ice cream
pointing to the unopened pints of Ben and Jerry’s
eve :
we’ll buy more
as she pulls Howard to her
Howard shrugs
63 more tunes to go
eve :
huh?!
howard :
nothing
.
.
.
love,
eve & howard
how could i see through your swirl of litigating questions
you constantly had my friends guessing
were you a curse
or a blessing
i personally think you were a bottle of Wesson sent to teach my cooks a lesson
looks like we’re getting busy
i’d better go
by the way
we won the Iron Chef competition
your friend,
Eve
Howard takes another look at the letter
these are getting better and better
love,
eve & howard
would a night of watching Austin Powers with her
give us the power
to shower each other with enough good humor
to remove the rumors
that i'm the spy who shagged her?
Howard stops and looks at the letter
i could walk up to her and tell her that i’m her international man of mystery
but then she’ll think of me as the spy who bragged to her
tapping his pen thoughtfully
love,
eve & howard