After a blissful but brief courtship, Chelsea connives her way into cohabitation, and she has her sights set on a four-carat diamond, a white wedding, and joint credit cards. Seth balks and Chelsea morphs into the bitch from hell, putting hair remover in his shampoo, getting him ejected from his own abode, and then slapping him with a palimony suit. The sophomoric gags that in a Farrelly film would be considered brass-balled wit here just accentuate the inane writing and a flaccid plot. The story line does ultimately strike a cord of inspiration in the rompish conclusion, but by that time all the love is gone.