Will

by Will Smith

Jason’s Lyric was Jada’s current movie. The film is a beautiful love story between Lyric, played by Jada, and Jason, played by Allen Payne. At sixty-three minutes into Jason’s Lyric, Jada has a graphic love scene that has become one of the most iconic love scenes in African American cinema. So when Jada said she was leaving her house in fifteen minutes, to take the forty-four-minute drive to my place, I pushed play on Jason’s Lyric, and Gigi started watching. Fifteen plus forty-four is fifty-nine minutes, and I trusted the comedy gods to do their part with traffic, parking, maybe a hug and kiss in the driveway. The comedic scene had been set. And boy, did the comedy gods come through. In a moment of unbelievable comedic synchronicity, Jada walked into my family room exactly sixty-three and a half minutes later to find Gigi summoning all the Jesus she could muster as Lyric and Jason roll around butt nekkid on-screen—not even socks on—outside on the grass. Jada freezes. She looks at Gigi, then to the screen. Back to Gigi. Horrified. Then to me. Back to the screen. To Gigi. To me. “Gigi, I’d like you to meet my new girlfriend, Jada,” I said, filled with so much joy I could barely stand. Gigi sits back on the couch, folds her arms, and says, “When I was young, people didn’t have to take their clothes off to make movies.” Jada plastered an uneasy smile on her face, and awkwardly hugged Gigi. “Will,” Jada said calmly, “may I speak to you in the other room, please?” “We’ll be rig...

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