“Mixed Signals” quotes from My Boys

When you start dating someone or kinda dating someone, communication is key. Just like in baseball where every play depends on clear signals, one missed sign can cost you the game.

Oh that's nice. That's nice, huh?

It is. It's really nice.

It's nice.

Nice. Nice.

Nice.

Come on, you guys, he's the new guy. He doesn't know he's not supposed to be nice around here. You'll learn. All right you drunks, let's go... Thanks again, man.

Bobby

Yeah, no problem... man.

You don't know what it´s like okay? I'm the only woman. I can't have a personal life at work, you know? They would rip me to shreds. I've finally got into a place where they forget I'm a woman.

Stephanie

You have such strange goals.

Stephanie

No no no no no... this is going to be a very bad idea.

Brendan

Oh don't you start on me now, too... I get enough from her.

Stephanie

You look too good and there's an ex-girlfriend involved and a wedding.

Wendy is going to take one look at you in that suit and either start hating you from breaking up with her or wanting you back and either way it's going to be bad bad bad.

Brendan

You guys are being ridiculous! Alright, look. We are gonna go to the wedding, we are gonna eat our dried out chicken, we are gonna dance the celebration and when the open bar turns to a cash bar, we go our separate ways... oh so the tie works? Cause I wasn't sure to go bow or not.

My god! You love that you look that good!

Stephanie

Hoping to rub it in.

Brendan

No... no no no no... do you think it will work?

My point wasn't that I´m not interested, I just didn't want people from work to know.

Bobby

Including me apparently. Okay, I thought you weren't interested when you said "Keep it professional". And why didn't you say what you meant?

Well, it's like we are in battle and behind the enemy lines and—

Bobby

PJ, PJ! No! No more metaphors, okay? I'm saying, I can't read minds, okay? So when you act like you barely know me in front of the guys and then you say that you don't want it to be awkward, what am I supposed to think? And my God, why is that every time I talk to you I feel like I'm a chick?