Error: Twitter did not respond. Please wait a few minutes and refresh this page.
This is just like the Cosby’s brownstone, except very little anonymous sex went on there
Once Hannah leaves the coffee shop, she walks around the corner and up to a brownstone, knocking on the door before turning away and starting down the stairs. Before she can get away, garbage can man answers the door and asks if he knows Hannah. She reminds him that they just met at the coffee shop and she has something to tell him. He invites Hannah in, at which she is at first hesitant to enter, because she could be entering into a Ted Bundy situation. Ted Bundy was handsome and clean, and probably owned a brownstone. Except Ted Bundy was from Florida, and they don’t really have brownstones there. They have high rise condos overlooking the water, windowless shacks in the backwoods of the Everglades and almost nothing in between. Its an odd place for real estate.
Hannah is offered lemonade by the man, and he asks her what’s up. Hannah launches into the mundane details of her day before realizing that he was inquiring as to why she was at his house. Hannah has a confession- but it is not like a ‘let’s go on Maury because I’m really a man trapped in a woman’s body and I also eat chalk’ confession. She is the one who has been dropping the trash off in his garbage cans, because she lost her dumpster key and she is afraid to tell Ray because he apparently becomes unhinged at any obstacle in his path.
This isn’t my Ted Bundy face. It’s my Patrick Bateman face. Won’t you come in?
Plus, Hannah really gets off on leaving trash where it doesn’t belong. She loves the thrill of dropping it into the can, then running away and the natural high that follows. Here I’ve been trying all sorts of legal and illegal chemicals to achieve a high when all along, I should have been dropping off bags of trash in my neighbor’s garbage cans. I don’t know why Hannah even bothered with cocaine, when she could have made $200 writing an essay about the wonders of trash and dash.
Hannah promises the man that she is done with her mischievous ways. Then she leans in and kisses the man, who is a little surprised by this gesture. Hannah immediately backs away and begins to apologize for violating his space and for assuming that he was interested in her. The awkwardness of silence prevails until he pulls Hannah in and begins to kiss her. This is the opening salvo in what turns out to be a very real and very odd episode.
Hannah is lifted up on to the kitchen counter and the two continue to kiss and eventually have sex. Hannah is putting her clothes back on his bedroom as the two share the idle chit chat of a post sex romp. Only in this instance, they haven’t quite shared names or back stories or, presumably, the outcomes of their last STD screenings. We learn the garbage can guy is named Joshua. Not Josh, Joshua. They already did that on “Friends”, thanks. Rachel was dating her real life boyfriend, Tate Donovan, at the time and the fellow friends referred to him as Josh, and she kept correcting them that his name was Joshua and she doesn’t like the name Josh. Someone has spent way too much time watching “Friends” repeats on TBS and this information leaked into their brain. It stayed in my brain anyway.