a memoir, I'm sure he'd want to focus on his legislative

accomplishments, foreign affairs.

No, no, no, I want to hear about the Lewinsky stuff.

That's what I--

JEANNIE: David, you're so funny.

Your stuff is like observational and political at

the same time, and I love the Lewinsky punchline.

DAVID: Oh, right?

Thank you.

JEANNIE: I think that Clinton did write a memoir, though.

DAVID: No, I'm sure he did.

Jeannie, are you my girl?

JEANNIE: I am your girl, David.

You know, let's not let anything get in the way of--

CLUB ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the

hottest new singer on the New York scene, Rochelle Konkey.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[SCREAMS]

JEANNIE: Oh, my--

DAVID: What happened?

JEANNIE: Is he OK?

DAVID: I don't know.

That chandelier fell and hit him in the head or something.

FEMALE SPEAKER: Alfred's dead.

ROCHELLE: All right, calm down, everybody.

Calm down.

Can anybody play the drums?

DAVID: Wait a minute, yeah.

I used to play drums in high school.

You know, like REM, the Smiths, U2 kind of stuff.

ROCHELLE: Anybody else?

Anyone?

All right, loser dude.

Come on up.

Show me what you got.

DAVID: Do you mind if I--

JEANNIE: No, go ahead.

DAVID: OK.

[APPLAUSE]

DAVID: We'll start with a little "Sunday Bloody Sunday."

[PLAYING DRUMS]

ROCHELLE: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, let's just lay it down

easy breezy, like (MAKES DRUM SOUNDS WITH HER MOUTH).

All right.

That's it.

You've got the groove, man.

ROCHELLE: (SINGING) You've got the groove my man.

You are the man with the plan.

DAVID: (SINGING) I've got the groove in spades.

I'm gonna make you scream with joy.

ROCHELLE: (SINGING) When the lights go down, I will make

sweet love to you.

DAVID: (SINGING) When the lights go down, I will thrill

your groin.

ROCHELLE: (SINGING) I will lick your body.

DAVID: (SINGING) I will lick your skin.

ROCHELLE: (SINGING) I will make you squeal.

DAVID: (SINGING) Like Huckleberry Finn.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

ROCHELLE: (SINGING) I'll make you squeal.

DAVID: (SINGING) Like Huckleberry Finn.

ROCHELLE: [SQUEALS]

(SINGING) I will make you squeal.

DAVID: (SINGING) I will get into the [INAUDIBLE] of the

[INAUDIBLE].

[BOTH SINGING]

DAVID: (SINGING) I want to get into that nice body, a lover's

lover's body.

[APPLAUSE]

DAVID: Wow, that was incredible.

JEANNIE: Yeah.

DAVID: How amazing is Rochelle?

JEANNIE: Yeah, she's great if you like that sort of thing.

ROCHELLE: You were really great up there.

I really like your style.

DAVID: Oh, thanks.

ROCHELLE: Yeah.

DAVID: Oh, uh, Rochelle Konkey, this is, uh, Jeannie

[INAUDIBLE].

She's my girlfriend.

ROCHELLE: Hi.

So anyway, listen, we're going to this really cool after

hours shindig at a really amazing Brooklyn loft.

You should come.

DAVID: What do you think, darling?

SAJ: Rochelle's here!

Everyone cheer!

ROCHELLE: Hey, Saj.

This is David Wain.

He filled in for Alfred after he died.

SAJ: Ooh.

I heard about you.

Word is you got groove to spare.

DAVID: I guess word travels fast.

ROCHELLE: And that's some girl that came with David.

JEANNIE: (ANGRILY) Uh, excuse me, I'm not some girl.

I'm David's girlfriend.

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYS]

DAVID: (SINGING) Hey, where are you taking her?

ROCHELLE: (SINGING) Don't worry about her.

She'll be fine.

Just come with me, and now for the best time where I

have sex with you.

DAVID: Wait a minute.

What about Jeannie?

(SINGING) What do I do?

Do I go down this road?

I guess we'll find out in the next episode.

Argh!

[MUSIC PLAYING]