Sick of being hit on by handsome, wealthy strangers?
Yeah. Aren’t we all….
Poor Liza. When she’s not temping at the local convent and being trailed around bars by her best mate, party-girl Parrot, she’s wishing that guys like George would just, like, leave her alone.
You may be funny and gorgeous, but just back off!
That’s because artsy, ditsy playwright Liza is dreaming of someone who understands her soul, man. Which rules charming, funny George – a mean-ol, nasty-ol banker-aka-moneybags by trade – right out. But what if, in Liza’s search for the more meaningful in life, she’s guilty of judging a book by it’s (very handsome) cover?
