CHANNING TATUM: Hey, honey.
JENNA DEWAN: Hey, hubby. Listen, can we talk?
CHANNING: Sure, baby doll. What’s the haps?
JENNA: Remember when we met, on Step Up? And you had kind of a buzz-cut thing going on, and no facial hair?
CHANNING: Sure thing, chickadee.
JENNA: Yeah, let’s get back there. Because on you, the open shirt and greased long hair and drippy goatee just make you look like the Chazziest Chaz that ever Chazzed.
CHAZZING: Oh, SNAP, you are sass in a bucket! Are your legs tired, from running through my mind all day?
JENNA: See? It’s seeping into your brain as we speak.
CHAZZING: Sorry, lady-girl, I just can’t help it when you’re lookin’ so fine:
JENNA: Yeah, I know, the pleated leather mini is a success every time. I’m hot.
CHAZZING: It is off the HIZ-ook in my biz-ook, Foxy.
JENNA: Please stop. I’m going to slap you.
CHAZZING: I dig the way you roll, brah. I dig the way you roll.
JENNA: Oh my God. Somebody run to CVS real fast, please, and grab me the biggest Gillette you can find. I am going to need all five blades on that razor.