El Pollo Loco is a chick magnet.

David at John's desk

"Way to be Johnny.  You made your point to Keith that you helped bring El Pollo Loco in.'

John

'But I was so aggressive-nasty. I keep thinking about my dad's friend, Mr Patel. He would disagree by saying: just because I'm nodding when you speak it doesn't mean I agree with you, it simply means I understand English.  I think I used to think like that in a past life.'

David

'Bull. A red meat that I love by the way. You have to fight to write. I've seen it. They diminish your success and diminish it and then you are out on your ass because Bernie would be like..what am I paying him for or can't I get someone better. Remember, nothing is too good for him.'

John

'Well, I'm gonna write some stuff in case they want it. I was thinking of making El Pollo Loco a cool guy who boards and surfs. Notice that new AE Sean..perfect body...'

David

'Perfect face...way too many women hanging around his desk while there's work to be done, No I didn't notice him.'

John

"Any way, he eats skinless chicken. Maybe create a funny, athletic guy who guys want to be like and woman want.'

David

'Sounds good. But don't write it and wait in case they want it. Push it. Sell it. Sell your ideas.'

John

'We'll see.'

David

'No 'we'll see' crap.  We'll talk at lunch. Where do you want to go?''

John

"The Italian place on Third.'

David

'Agreed, the Irish Bar on Third Joshua Tree.'

John

"Fine'

David

'It's not fine. You wanted to go to the Italian place on Third Avenue.'

John

'Later'

David

'Much'

Keith walks by

'They're gonna have San Diego submit some broadcast stuff and then you if they need you. And whose ever ideas they like...they'll use. So don't knock yourself out on tv or radio ideas yet. But be ready to jump on this.'

John looks to the window

'I'm ready to jump alright... out the window.'