- Just because he has a dog in his photo
doesn't mean he owns that dog.
That's the oldest trick in the book.
- Oh, what about his guy?
I wonder if dating an Indian guy
will help me learn more about my heritage?
- Isn't that racial profiling?
- How am I suppose to be thoughtful
about my decisions when all I have
is a picture and a list of common interests?
(music)
[Male Voice] Michelle?
- Eric?
- Yeah, nice to meet you.
(bell dings, buzzer sounds)
How's it going?
- You're Eric?
- Yeah, you're gonna love this restaurant.
I come here all the time.
- I've gotta go to the bathroom, sorry.
Excuse me.
- Oh, okay.
- Wait, you went on a date with the wrong guy?
- Yes, the white guy in the picture.
He has some strange Indian fetish.
He took me to an Indian restaurant,
and he said namaste earlier.
- Namaste
- Namaste.
- Namaste?
- Are you saying it would be normal
if he was an Amercian who just
also happened to be Indian?
- The motivation would have been genetic.
- Just talk about you're period, or some shit.
Guys hate that.
- You know how much I suck at lying.
- Okay, send me your current location
and Kenny and I will come save you.
- Okay.
- Wait, can you order me some samosas to go?
Michelle?
(music)
- Um, so, what do you like to do?
Oh, and if you need help picking something
I really love the bhindi masala.
- You really don't have to say that.
- Say what?
- That you love the bhindi masala.
- Okay, um, do you have any favorite hobbies?
- Taking me to an Indian resturant,
travelling all over India.
- Welcome to Crown of India.
I see Mr. Eric has brought a lady friend this time.
- Yeah, thanks Sevesh, I think we're
gonna need another minute.
- Of course.
- To be honest with you, I didn't really
think about your ethnicity.
You seemed like a nice girl, and, you know
everyone's a mix of something nowadays,
you just never really know.
- I guess you don't.
- We traveled India a few years ago,
when I came back here, I just had to
find the best Indian food in LA.
That's really it.
I just though it would be nice to bring a girl here someday.
- Oh.
- Look, look, I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable,
it's just that I'm new to this online dating thing.
- I'm sorry, this whole evening is--
- You know, we don't have to talk about India.
- I've never been to India.
- Okay, why not?
- I don't know.
- I could give you some great recommendations.
- Really?
- Yeah, or course.
(mariachi music)
- Oh, my god.
- Congratulataions, Miss Kara, you won the lottery.
- And a free trip to Cabo San Lucas, that leaves right now.
It's a free trip to Cabo, you can leave.
- How did you guys know we were even here?
- All right, listen you sick son of a bitch.
Really, an Indian restaurant?
You don't think she already had--
- Kelsey!
- Wait, you know them?
- No, I promise I'm not crazy.
(party horns blowing)
- I knew we were off on that automatic timer.
(mariachi music)
- Have a good dinner.
- Sorry about that.
- What are the odds?
I met a really nice guy online and I ruined it.
- It is pretty rare to meet someone
form the internet that is whose not a complete troll.
- Well, I don't think I'm going
to online date ever again.
We can't afford another mariachi band.
Seriously, the lowest price was an eight hour package?
(mariachi music)
(humming)