The title suggests they come together, but the movie never comes together, which is why we left after 30 minutes. This is yet another example of why there should be a law that the writer cannot also be the director because of total loss of objectivity (and sanity). In short, it tried toooo hard to be funny, with crude scenes like a grown man crapping in his pants or a man accidently crashing through an office window. No chemistry between Judd with a grin in his face that said he was taking the money and running after its completion, and Poehler with her SNL burnish. Had the story been more serious like You've Got Email with some class, it would have been different. The fresh air outside was a welcome relief from the suffication inside.