In the immortal words of Beyoncé Giselle Knowles-Carter,
"Who run the world?
Girls."
Not exactly true, Queen Bey, but we're getting there.
And for women today,
our collective voice has never been louder.
And yet, despite being arguably better than ever
at advocating for ourselves as a group,
on an individual, interpersonal,
and romantic level,
we may still have some work to do.
I don't know how you make such an uncomfortable couch
look cozy, but you do.
And I wish I could stay, but I have to get to campus.
Wait for me. I have class at 10.:00 I'll go with you.
I can't today. I'm sorry.
I'm gonna carpool with Professor Wedeen.
And if I ask if my 19-year-old girlfriend can hitch a ride...
- Mm-hmm. - ...you know, it tips her off
that I have a 19-year-old girlfriend.
Why don't we just say
that I'm your foreign exchange student?
¿Dónde está la español?
- It's good, right? - Huh.
- Your girl's been watching "Narcos". - Hmm.
Tempting.
But no. Not today, I'm sorry.
- Okay. - Look, stay here. Enjoy yourself.
If you feel like it, take that couch, toss it in a fire.
I hate it anyway.
I'll call you later?
- Yep. - Okay.
- Morning! - Morning.
You want in on this? It's tofu eggs
for our resident vegan.
No, I've already had my recommended daily allowance
of, uh, disappointment for the day.
- You okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.
Yay, food.
Oh, gross Luca food.
You know, sometimes I wonder...
what came first,
the chicken or you haters?
'Sup, party people?
Okay. Uh, well,
just get at me... whenever.
Okay.
It's all good.
We get at each other now.
I don't know what's more fake,
my friends pretending they're fine
or these eggs.
♪ Watch out, world, I'm grown now ♪
♪ I'm grown ♪
♪ Learn something new every day ♪
♪ I don't know, so I'm-a feel my way ♪
♪ Got the weight of the world on me ♪
♪ But no regrets, this is what I say ♪
♪ Watch out, world, I'm grown now ♪
- ♪ I'm grown ♪ - ♪ You can tell me ♪
♪ My heart beating so loud ♪
♪ Mama, look, I'm grown now ♪
♪ I'm grown ♪
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Wow!
Wow.
So, it seems like Aaron changed his mind
- about being in a relationship. - Mm-hmm.
Oh, no. No one's in a relationship.
I just... I just thought about it,
and I realized that, you know what, we are in college.
If there is a time to be free and enjoy myself,
that is now.
And, well, I just...
I really enjoy myself with Aaron.
In fact, last night, I, uh,
enjoyed myself three times!
Ooh. High three.
Aah! Thank you!
Plus, it's not like he's gonna be Mr. Aaron Torres. Come on.
True. I mean, think about it.
None of us in the next 15 years is gonna have a last name.
We're all gonna have barcodes on our elbows.
You know what, as long as you're happy, I'm happy.
But just make sure you're not settling
for less than you deserve.
I don't think Ana's settling.
I mean, trying to make something work
with someone you really like,
even if it's not exactly what you want,
- it's very m-mature. - It is mature,
but sometimes it can be a little undefined,
and, like, for me personally, it's a hard place to be in.
Yeah. But, like, for other people,
probably a hard place to be is, you know,
the traditional relationship you guys are in.
You're, like, cuffed up
and basically living together in college.
All right. Well, let's all just agree
to live in peace and enjoy our relationships,
- traditional or otherwise. - Mm-hmm.
Well, I am off to my traditional job
with a traditional boss
who will dock my traditional paycheck
if I show up late again...
as is my tradition.
Honey, I'll be home at 6:00.
Wow. I'm blown away.
She works too damn hard.
And just a reminder, all sales are final,
so if you truly believe that this "Titan Green"
will enhance your, uh, winter complexion,
then you know what?
Go, Titans!
Oh, my God.
That is Professor Hewson!
But you know what? It'll be fine because I can be cool.
Who cares whether or not she's dating my roommate?
It'll be fine. I don't have to talk to her.
Plus, she's in here buying some old lady book, I'm sure.
Probably, like, the Bible.
Doubt she even saw me.
Zoey?
Hi, I'm Zoey.
- I know. - You know.
I know that, too,
'cause you know me from class,
which is, pbht, where I know you from, silly goose.
I got your nose.
Sorry, that was weird.
- I'm sure we'll get past it. - Yeah.
Ohh.
"Ayesha Curry: The Seasoned Life." Nice.
For your next dinner party?
Not that it's any of my business
whether or not you throw dinner parties.
Although, me and my roommates do love a dinner party.
Not that you'd know my roommate,
particularly my blond roommate.
Anyways, Ayesha Curry
has a fantastic mac and cheese recipe in here
that will knock your socks off. Nomi told me about it.
But not that you know Nomi,
because what is a Nomi?
Not anything I know, me.
Zoey. Stop.
You clearly know about Nomi and me, so...
It's fine. I just want to pay for this, and I want to get out of here.
You know what?
Just take it.
Yeah, it's on me.
A gift from me to you.
My favorite professor, P. Hewson.
Okay, thanks.
All right.
Well, I mean, that wasn't terrible.
And, technically, she just stole,
so I have that on her now.
But you know what? If she says things are fine,
then I'm going to have to trust
that things are totally and completely fine.
Because that's just feminism.
What do you mean, "It's fine"?
You told her you know about us.
Zo! I told you explicitly
not to say anything to anyone about us... ever!
I gave her my special discount.
- You made her steal?! - Nomi, I'm so sorry.
I'm not good under pressure. You know this about me.
It's just really difficult
'cause I'm literally standing face-to-face
with such a huge secret.
It's actually... It's not difficult.
It's really easy, 'cause you just don't say anything!
And that feels right to you?
Yes. It feels right to me, okay?
And just because you can't wrap your head
around my relationship,
it doesn't give you the right to interfere!
Zo, you might have just ruined everything.
- I might've ruined your relationship? - Mm-hmm.
No, Nomi, you do not get to do that.
Because isn't she the one that won't let you
talk to your friends about her?
I mean, gosh, let alone be seen in public with her!
You know what?
Not that it's any of your business,
but those are the terms
of my "non-traditional" relationship...
- "Non-traditional" relationship. - ...and I'm fine with it!
- I'm fine with it! - Don't you see
how much you're giving up to be in this relationship?
I'm not giving anything up.
It's called compromise.
Dude, compromises are concessions.
Oh, my God. Really?
You want to talk about concession, Zoey?
If anyone should know anything
about making concessions in a relationship,
it is you.
What in the world are you talking about?
Zoey, please.
All you do is make concessions in your relationship.
You... You eat what he wants to eat.
You watch what he wants to watch.
You even wear buns in your hair
to keep his rings from getting caught in your hair,
and you hate buns!
Luca calls all the shots in your relationship.
You know what? It's... It's pathetic.
Okay, well, since you're taking orders, um...
I'll have a rosé wine cooler, please.
Ooh, no, sorry. No embarrassing drinks
at this particular establishment, but maybe...
Ohh, okay.
Coming from the guy that drinks appletinis.
Uh, just make me anything. I'll be right back.
It was a Midori sour, not an appletini.
Two very different fruits.
It's actually the most masculine fruit in the fruit phylum,
if you think about it!
Uh, and it's in the name... It's like muskmelon, manly.
- She's not listening. - Okay!
I see you over there with Aaron
laughing like you're in a French movie with subtitles.
I'm impressed.
I didn't know you had French romance in you.
Thank you.
Since you're so uptight and controlling.
- Excuse me? - Ignore her.
We're detoxing for the NCAA finals,
and the lack of tequila and CHEETOS in her system
has her a bit cranky.
Well, I don't care what anyone says.
I'm having a good time.
Wow.
You are definitely stronger than me.
I couldn't do a situationship with Doug.
I love hard.
Some would say too hard.
Everybody would say too hard.
Even our mom won't give Jazz her e-mail address.
Jokes on her. I hacked that shit.
Come at me, Brenda.
My point is, I'd be losing it right now
if the dude I was smashing was over there
doing a pick and roll...
on Chastity Decas.
- What? - Whoa.
Guys, I'm good. Yeah, no.
That's... That's part of the deal.
We both get the freedom
to pick and roll with whoever we want.
Luca, I need a pep talk before I post this bag to eBay.
Why? It high-key clashed with my party vibe.
Not really the pep talk I was looking for, but you know what?
Gets the job done.
Huh. That was easy.
My fourth favorite pair of classic Louboutins just sold.
Can we ease the pain over margaritas?
Drinks on me, 'cause I got money now.
Yeah, I can make you a margarita right here,
where we can chill and cuddle.
What flavor do you want, banana or raisin?
Or we could go to Titanium,
sit on the patio,
and celebrate the life of a truly gorgeous pair of shoes
that's making some high school boy in Denver
the most fabulous kid in school right now
over regular margaritas, chips, and salsa.
That place is always so full of bodies.
Mars is in retrograde.
I just don't want to risk
running into a Sagittarius right now.
All right, then...
what do you... what are you feeling?
What about that sushi spot?
You love their dynamite roll, and they deliver mad fast.
Well, you're not wrong. I do...
Done. Got you.
- We're getting sushi in 22 minutes. - Right now...
I'm gonna switch into my cuddle kimono...
a little, uh, less fabric between you and me, you know?
Okay.
Chug! Chug!
Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!
Hi, girl.
You okay?
You're hitting that vodka pretty hard.
Hot take...
parties are fun!
Are you sure the fun you're having
isn't because of the "fun" happening over there?
Pshh.
I know who Aaron's going home with.
My money's on Chastity.
Her pick and rolls have turned into body rolls, and...
- they are on point. - Please.
I know Aaron. 10 seconds of me getting at him,
and he's mine.
Watch.
- I'll prove it. - Okay.
Mm-hmm.
Um...
I'm sorry, you'll have to excuse me.
I've left my toaster in the oven.
I should go take it out of the oven... right now.
- Come on. - Okay. Bye!
As I took a bite of my rainbow roll,
all I tasted was imitation crab and compromise.
This wasn't the meal I wanted, the beverage I wanted,
or even the location I wanted.
Nomi's words kinda haunted me.
I mean, how many of these moments had there been?
How many concessions to Luca had I made?
Uh, you know what? This isn't right.
No, baby, that's actually how the rams sharpen their horns.
Not what I meant.
Okay, this may seem stupid,
but, you know, selling those shoes
was a small victory for me.
And literally, all I wanted to do was to celebrate
with a margarita, salsa, and chips on a sunny patio.
I'm sorry.
I guess I didn't realize you wanted it that bad,
but, um, maybe we can do that next time?
Yeah, but I don't want it next time.
I want it now.
So I'm gonna get it now.
Are you leaving? Do you want me to come?
No.
Sushi at home is what you wanted,
so, you know, you should have that.
I want something else,
and I'm realizing that that's okay.
Are you mad? 'Cause, real talk,
I'm... I'm feeling like this is a trap.
Totally not mad. Enjoy your rams.
Bye.
Look, I'm so, so sorry.
Zoey, she's an idiot.
And I'm sure you know that just from knowing her.
But I swear, she's not gonna tell anyone.
- You sure about that? - Yeah, no, no. I'm sure.
You have to understand how hard it's been for me
not to share my first big relationship with my friends.
Oh, friends? Plural?
So it's... i-i-it's not just Zoey who knows.
Okay, technically, you know,
Ana and the twins know, too.
But Jazz and Sky, they only talk to each other,
and it's, like, often at the same time.
And they do this weird clapping thing,
and I'm not allowed to do it.
Then everybody tunes out Ana all the time anyways,
- so we're good! - Nomi, Nomi.
Please stop.
Why?
Look, this whole thing has just gotten
very out of control, very fast.
And...
I don't trust her.
And I, honestly... I don't trust you.
Okay, please don't say that. You can trust me.
- Really? - Mm-hmm.
Because every time you tell someone,
you betray me.
- Are you serious right now? - Yeah. Yes.
- I betrayed you?! - Yes!
You're the one who sold me on this whole, like,
"live out loud, be proud of my sexuality" thing.
But all I've done these last few months
is, like, sneak around, lie to everybody,
and ditch my friends to be with you
when you would have me around.
I'm just so tired
of being afraid of disappointing you.
- Nomi. - Mnh-mnh.
I'm tired, actually, of, um...
disappointing myself.
I can't do this.
Score! It's clean!
This morning's me really had my back today.
She must've known I was having company over.
Whoa, I can tell you're really feeling those shots, aren't ya?
Yep, there it is. Okay, let's get you to bed.
You're no fun.
Come on.
Okay.
Will you stay with me until I fall asleep?
Yeah, sure.
- Okay. - Just...
How you feeling? You feeling sick? You got the spins?
How many Aarons do you see?
Just four.
Just four, great.
- Yeah. - That's usual.
And they're sexy as hell.
Oh, no, no. Come on, come on.
Let's just get some rest, okay?
Mm-hmm.
You don't want to be in a relationship with me.
Come on, you're drunk. Now is not the time.
We can talk about it another time, okay?
But you wanted to be in a relationship with Zoey.
Hmm.
Hey.
I, um, saw you were here.
No Luca?
Mm, no.
I'm trying this new thing where I do what I want,
- even if it means doing it alone. - Mm.
The hostess threw some shade, but still I persisted.
I'm sorry I said those things about you and Luca.
Yeah, I know. But you were right.
I mean, you told the truth
about all the concessions I was making to Luca.
And, you know, honestly,
I-I-I don't even know why I didn't notice it before.
You know, I'm also really sorry
about messing things up with Paige.
So, I broke it off.
God, Nomi, I'm so sorry.
Um, how are you feeling? Are you... okay?
Honestly, um, I'm sad.
But, ultimately, you were right.
I just, uh,
never stopped to realize
everything I was giving up to be with her
'cause I wanted to please her, and...
I just, like, wanted her to like me.
I'm so sorry.
You know what, why don't we promise each other
to never compromise our happiness
for anyone else's anymore?
Deal.
You know, if you, like,
really, really, really wanted to make me feel better,
you should probably give me that margarita.
But that would be putting your happiness in front of mine.
I know, but I think it would, like,
really help right now.
This one time.
In a time when women are advocating
so loudly for one another,
it's good to have someone in your life
who you know is looking out for you.
And while some of us still needed a little help
knowing when to stand up for ourselves...
...others were taking baby steps
to do it on their own.
Goodbye, Hans.
Au revoir, Christian.
Auf Wiedersehen, Andersen.
Banana raisin margarita to ease the pain?
Absolutely.
Thank you for your sacrifice.
You will not be forgotten.
They were so young.
Yum, yum.
You may want to close your eyes, babe.
This is gonna be painful to watch.
Huh. Is this one Christian?
Inconsiderate.
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