When I completely flub a clear sign that a girl I'm interested in wants to do more than have coffee with me, I spend the rest of the weekend drinking my sorrows away, with the result that on Monday I show up to work with a raging hangover and a persistent erection. When my overbearing boss, Jenny, demands I make her some coffee for a meeting she's about to start, I decide to take my problems into my own hands and give her a little extra 'creamer'. Little do I know that she will find my new brand of creamer addicting, and start demanding it be added to all her morning brews!