Okay, here it is, your choice... it's simple, her or me, and I'm sure she is really great. But Derek, I love you, in a really, really big 'pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window', unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me, choose me, love me.
The first thing Ray said was, 'Man, come on, now -- don't do me like that,' ... We sat there at The Cheesecake Factory and talked about everything. I told him how I'd felt about the last four years, that I was tired of taking the blame. And I came away thinking, This is the guy who's going to make me a player.