Maybe she can start by not looking like she's experiencing an exorcism every time she needs to lick her lips or whatever the fuck she's doing that looks positively uncomfortable and unnatural.
Oooh, of course she's gotta check out herself.
She's being so dramatic about the people that go to Times Square and stand there for hours, like it's some new fucking revelation. Her mind is also BLOWN that it's pretty much tourists who do that and "wait for 12 hours to watch Paul Anka sing". Well yeah bitch, why the fuck do you think regular New Yorkers would want to do that? But also as if she and Dimmy haven't done some equally asinine shit themselves as tourists.
Dim is offended that Paul Anka sang "slow songs" before the ball drop. They're confused about why this is the Planet Fitness NYE instead of the Rockin' NYE. You dumb fucks, Planet Fitness is just the fucking sponsor, JFC.
Aaaaand she's back to staring at herself. While licking herself.
They're both turned on by the gay couple making out on TV and wondering if they're allowed to do that. Um.? Ginn says she'll make out with Dimmy but not on camera. Sure Ginn. Dim slurps his Martinellis sparkling apple cider because he's SOBER you guyzzzzzzz. They didn't even chill the cider beforehand? I guess then it couldn't have been available as a prop in the background of their lemon pig construction conveniently.
Ginn wants to find a
work-life balance.
So like, actually work? What does this even mean in her world?