- I can't believe I'm meeting the famous Ari and Bree.
- Oh, I'm Jayla, Ari's friend.
Well, we're all acquainted girlfriends.
- But she's only Ari's friend
'cause she threw up in my sink.
- Years ago, before I had a J.D.
- Oh, they're giving those out now.
- Okay, well,
Hazel says so much about you, Bree.
- Aw, that's so nice. Can't say the same.
Um, can you give us a minute, please?
- Look. I'll get us drinks.
Now go out and catch up, all right?
- That sounds great. I'll take a chardonnay.
Are you even old enough to buy a drink?
Do you have a fake ID? I am just curious.
These are follow-up questions.
- I got it.
Plus, I know how my baby like her martini--
extra wet.
- Did he say wet? - Wet.
[light R&B music]
- Thank you. - I'll just have a dry.
Dry-ass martini.
- [sighs]
[exhales]
- Okay, take a minute. Great.
Hazel? - Hm?
- That over there is a man-child.
When you come back from tour,
you're supposed to come back with, like, laryngitis,
not an 18-year-old fiancé.
- Oh, Bree, you don't understand.
It wasn't just a tour.
It was a-- a restorative vacation.
It was like an epiphany.
- Okay, then come back with a key chain.
What, Jamaica ran out of key chains?
- Bree, you know last year was an emotional disaster for me.
- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
- And I promised myself that I would open myself
to new experiences.
Which is why I'm letting Jenga over here
all up in my business.
We can talk about this later.
- Well, Hazel, actually, for the record,
I think you should do what makes you happy.
- Thank you, new friend Jenga.
At least someone's being supportive.
- I am being supportive.
I wanna be happy for you.
But marriage, okay,
is when two people are their full selves,
and they bring those full selves to the table.
How is somebody gonna bring their full self
when they haven't even been to the prom yet?
- Are you done?
Really?
Because I'm done.
I am not gonna sit here and listen to you judge
a good, kind, handsome book
by its hot-ass cover.
You know what? You need to get in line,
friend, or get out of my damn way.
How about that?
♪ ♪
Let's go.
Bye, Jenga.
- ♪ Ain't none your business ♪
- Well, that was fun. - [sighs]
- ♪ To know who I'm with ♪
- Your last therapist gave me her notes.
- Uh-oh. [both laugh]
- No, I'm just playing. I'm just--I'm kidding.
- I'm so glad that you came back.
What's going on?
- Well, we really don't need to be here.
We're just here for, like, a booster shot,
you know what I mean?
We're just gonna-- uh-uh--
get the shot and get out!
- Yep.
That track with my notes about you, Bree.
Gary. - Hm?
- From your POV, what's been going on?
- Oh, well, from my POV-- [laughs]
Uh, I don't know.
We've been, um-- I feel like we've been arguing
a lot more lately, right? - Okay.
- And I think we struggle
with juggling our shared commitments...
- Mm-hmm.
- With our personal commitments.
- Is that a fair representation, Bree?
- Oh, gosh.
I agree with that 100%. - Yeah.
- Except I would just like to add,
my commitment is mainly a work commitment,
and it's pretty important because I pay the mortgage.
I, you know, feed and clothe the kids
and everybody else in the house.
But I agree with what Gary has said
100% yes. - Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
And I agree with what she is saying 100%.
I would love to add, just real quick,
and to remind us
that I also contribute heavily
to the financial security of the house
because it means that we don't need childcare.
- Aww. - So...
- That's cute. - Is it cute?
- Uh, we both know
that I have a very demanding job.
Even though it's so stressful and demanding,
I'm still killing it at my job
because I was asked to apply to be chief of surgery.
- Are you ser-- - Okay.
- Well, congrat-- I didn't even know this--
congratulations, baby. - Thank you.
You don't have to say congratulations.
I didn't take it. I said I'd think about it.
Because I told them I have to talk to my man
because this is a family decision.
- You feel that? Do you feel that?
That's growth.
- Give it. - Come on.
- Now, if I'm hearing all of this correctly,
it seems like there's a lot of emphasis
on Bree stuff.
- I'm pretty fun and exciting.
I light up a room when I walk in.
- She does. - And kid stuff.
- Oh, those nuggets? - Ugh.
- What about Gary stuff?
- Hm. - Uh...
- When was the last time you did something
just for yourself that gave you a sense of purpose?
- Hm, um... - Oh, okay.
- Boy, you know what?
I think I'd have to... my short stories.
- Yes.
- I used to write so much pre-kids.
Not, like, professionally or anything--
although I was published on TOR--I was.
- That one time was good. - Yeah.
It was a good time, though. That one time was good.
- It was good. - But, since the kids,
I've had no time to write.
- Well, what about your community?
Perhaps your mother could watch the kids, or--
- No mother.
Did you read the notes?
- What about hiring someone?
- Like a--you talking about a nanny?
I don't wanna do a nanny. - That--
- Absolutely not.
Why have kids if you're not going to raise them?
I don't need some magic British lady
to drop in, and you know, form my kids' identities.
- [laughing] - Why are you laughing?
- We don't have Mary Poppins money, okay?
We have Fran Drescher money. - Okay.
- I gotta be honest, though. Um...
I'm not mad at the idea of a nanny.
- Really?
- I'd encourage you to consider it.
Time for Gary to write
and more time for the two of you to have fun.
- Hm. - Don't forget--
adults need playdates too.
- Okay, girl.
You better play that Erykah Badu.
I am feeling you!
[groovy music]
- Hazel?
Hazel! - Hmm?
- What do you think?
♪ ♪
- Oh, oh, uh, she's fine.
- You're not looking.
- I don't need to look.
I need to hear,
and what I hear is fine.
- Look--I know Zuukie's a little unpolished,
but she's got raw talent.
- Yeah, well, maybe she should cook
a little more.
- [laughs] Ahh.
Lewis, we love that Zuukie is a fresh, young voice,
for sure, the best we've seen, and we've seen a lot.
- She's got a million followers on TikTok.
- Oh, wow.
So she can sing for six whole seconds.
- That's Snapchat.
- [sighs] Listen, Lewis.
Why didn't you just go to Sony or Atlantic?
I mean, they--they love this kind of stuff.
- Because Zuukie needs to be some place that can nurture her
under the guidance of a musical genius
who can guide her and--
- So then she can jump ship for a bigger label.
I see you, Lewis.
- Uh, what Hazel means is--
- What Hazel means is,
go get me a latte
while--while Lewis and I talk, okay?
- Do you know what my job is here?
It's A&R.
- Yeah, I know what A&R means.
Assist Hazel Rachelle and get refreshments.
Thank you.
[light bouncy music]
- I just want, like, a medium foam nut, heavy foam.
[sighs]
This too shall pass. This too shall pass.
[exhales]
I am enough.
Words are enough. My work is enough.
- Curtis. - Nigel?
What--why are you here?
- What do you mean? Here, as in the office?
- Yes, the office.
And New York and my life.
- Come to take Hazel out to lunch.
- No, no, no, no.
Hazel has to work, so she can make money,
and I can get paid, and you can get curry goat.
- I do make a wonderful curry goat,
you know what I mean?
Someday I'll make it for you.
- Mm.
- And maybe you'll warm up to me.
- Spoiler alert: doubtful.
- Curtis, I need you to set up the studio space tonight.
I am willing to hear what Zuukie can do
with a little personal guidance.
- Nigel. - Yes, wow.
- Hi. - You're good?
- Yes.
[sensual R&B music]
[laughs]
♪ ♪
- Wow, you, uh,
you really do nurture young talent.
- Yes, we--we try to bolster that.
- I know you are upset, but I need you to trust me.
- I trust you, Jayla. I don't trust him.
- Thank you.
- Gentlemen. - Ladies.
- Please have a seat.
So just so you know,
our intention is to settle this respectfully and quietly.
- Yeah, we couldn't agree more. - Really?
Is that why you served my client
in front of a crowd of 1,000 people?
- We're the David here.
She is with the most successful divorce firm in the country.
We had to level the playing field.
- If you're willing to go that low,
then we must be doing our job.
Aside from making sure that the kids are okay,
let us remember that Anonymou(sly)
is about to go public.
Nobody benefits from a battle.
- You know, I think you'll find
that we're starting from a place of fairness.
- Beautiful.
- 40% of the company and an 80/20 custody split.
- Have you lost your mind? Are you insane?
- What part of 80% is fair? She's their mother.
- I'm their mother. They should be with me.
- Well, Brian here has been a very present father
while working full time at Anonymou(sly)
and providing innovative ideas that
have made them a major disruptor.
- That's bullshit. - Oh, classy, Max.
You know, I'm not even sure
all the travel you did was for work.
Who knows what you were out there doing?
- Oh, I dare you. - Okay, Brian.
Why don't you enlighten us
with some of your innovative marketing ideas?
- Of course.
Right now? - Excuse me.
My client is not a trained seal.
- Your client is the director of vision.
Give us one of your ideas.
Exactly. Let's be real here.
This aggressive play for custody
is just to cover up for the fact that your client
hasn't done squat for this company.
Director of vision is a vanity title.
- Well, we'd be more than happy to consult
his official job description
in the Anonymou(sly) organizational chart
and get back to you.
- Why don't you include "fucking interns"?
'cause that's not in the official description;
he did that on his own.
- I think we can wrap it up right here.
You've given us more than enough to think about.
- Then we'll be in touch, Jayla.
- I look forward to it.
[smooth R&B music]
- Hey, I'm on my way home.
Do you need me to pick anything up?
- Yes, we are out of the onion hummus.
- Oh, yuck. No one likes the onion hummus.
What about that hummus we had last week
with, like, the little chili peppers in it and stuff?
- Let me check in the recycling.
- Oh, uh, you know what?
Text me later, okay? Gotta go.
- Wait, hold on. I for--
- Hi, Dr. Reynard. - Dr. Washington.
So, have you given any thought
to the chief of surgery position?
- I have. I did.
I think about it a lot, and I just, um--
[phone ringing] I'm so sorry, one second.
What's wrong?
- Ollie's making me be Gooigi,
but I wanna be Luigi, but he says I can't.
- Literally have no idea what those words mean,
so please figure it out for yourself.
Uh-huh. Bye.
Sorry about that.
- Listen, it's just throwing your hat in the ring.
If you're not interested, just say the word.
- Oh, no. I'm not not interested.
You know, I mean, between you and I,
I have 12 years' worth of complaints
on how to run this place,
but I just don't know
that I should be the one to run this place.
- Take a walk? - Okay.
- Do you notice what they have in common?
- Um, bad lighting?
They definitely own a boat.
Everybody has a dad named Bob?
I'm just kidding.
Obviously, it's the patriarchy.
- That part, yes.
I'm hoping that the next picture
is not more of the same.
- That's it? That's your pitch?
Apply for this job so I can get my picture
next to Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons?
[phone ringing] I'm so sorry.
Hello?
- Why did you tell Imani she could be Luigi?
- Do you think I told her that?
- We're not gonna get the ghost.
- I don't even know what you're talking about.
Are you okay?
Sorry, Dr. Reynard. Anyways.
- It's not just the picture.
You'd be the first Black chief of surgery
in this hospital's history,
one of the few Black female chiefs of surgery
in the nation.
That's a significant legacy.
Not to mention the salary bump.
- Oh. I love money. - Me too.
- And that legacy thing is kinda cool too.
But in terms of, like, a bump, what are we talking?
A small bump, a plus-sized bump?
Do I need, like, a vacation home?
- You know, all too often, I see overqualified women
taking themselves out of the running
for leadership positions.
The irony of lecturing you is not lost on me.
- Or me either.
- But the window of consideration is closing.
- How much time do I have?
- I maybe wouldn't sleep on it.
- Okay.
- Okay? - I guess I won't then.
- Have a good night, Dr. Washington.
- Thank you, Dr. Reynard. You have a good night as well.
- And don't forget about the dinner.
- Oh, I--I love dinner, so I--
- I like Ethiopian.
- Food? - Yeah.
- Oh, I love eating with my hands in front of strangers.
Thanks.
[tense R&B music]
[light hip-hop music]
- I spoke to Hazel, and she's very upset with you.
Did you really call her a "curry cradle robber?"
- Look--I can't confirm or deny.
Maybe?
You know how I get when I'm two bottles in
of an Argentinian red--
become a truth teller.
- Bree, that is not nice.
Fair and funny as hell,
but also not nice.
- Listen, I'm all for Stella getting her groove back.
We know that.
But Terry McMillan's divorce court reality was pure drama.
Oprah did a whole special about it.
I don't wanna see Hazel
in another messy, public divorce.
- They may not even make it that far.
I'm betting Hazel calls the wedding off
as they spend the next year planning this wedding
and really getting to know each other.
- Exactly. That's what I'm talking about.
They're still in the honeymoon phase.
She's dick-matized.
- [laughs] Well, what we do know is,
Hazel is gonna do Hazel no matter what we say.
So you may as well just accept it, Bree.
- Are you just doing a lot of heated yoga out there?
Because you are being uncharacteristically chill
about this right now.
- I know.
I guess I just don't have the real estate
to process Hazel's engagement when my own marriage is--
[mumbles] What it is.
- Oh, Ari. That breaks my heart.
Do you wanna talk about it?
- There's nothing to talk about.
I was just so excited
for David to be here,
and then just the thought
of hearing his voice makes me mad.
- Look--if it makes you feel better,
Gary saw David in the city,
and he said he looked like a Boris Cujo puppy
--like a Boris Kodjoe.
You know, like a sad little puppy
until he got violent and started killing people.
Look, the point is, he's sad, and he misses you.
- Well, it's not like he's showing it.
- I don't think it was malicious.
I mean, this west coast/ east coast adjustment thing
can't be easy on him,
and you're his permanent plus-one.
He doesn't know what to do when you're gone.
- It's not like I know what I'm doing here either.
I mean, I'm drinking sad celery juice,
and I'm not even on a cleanse.
It's just frustrating,
and he blew me off.
Like I'm low priority?
- Karaoke.
[whispers] I'm sorry.
- It's okay. Hey.
I'm sorry, Ari.
Garry and I have to get ready for karaoke tonight,
but don't worry; I invited Jayla.
I really wish you were here.
- Damn. Me too.
But thank you for including her.
You guys have fun.
- Yeah. You too.
Enjoy your celery juice
or whatever gross thing you're eating.
- Hey.
You invited somebody out on our date night?
- Well... - Well...
- Um, she's an old friend,
new to the city, and her--
- It's all good.
It's all good. - Okay.
- And also, I invited David.
Yes, he's still in the city, and he looked just a mess.
Now I don't know what's going on between Ari and David,
but you know what?
It makes me appreciate our marriage.
- Oh, Gar Bear. That's so sweet.
- And I mean that, baby. - Okay.
- I really mean that. - I love that.
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
[playful music]
- Is that the last slice of pizza?
♪ ♪
- Yes.
- Thank you so much.
- I'm appreciating our marriage a little less.
- Okay. - But I love you.
- I love you too. - Get dressed.
[light R&B music]
- ♪ You keep acting like you know, but I really doubt it ♪
♪ Stay out of my business ♪
♪ Don't talk about it ♪
- This girl's gonna give my engineer a cramp.
Wait a minute. Uh, Zuukie?
- What? - Hold on.
Um...
Can you try one off-mic?
- Like, without the mic?
- Just you and what God gave you.
- [sighs deeply]
Um, what is she doing?
- Oh, Zuukie does a love and kindness meditation
in moments of discomfort.
She's fine.
- And we are done. - For real?
- [laughs]
- Hazel! - Thank you.
Thank you so much. Thank you.
- Zuukie, get your shit. Let's go.
- You can go. Thank you.
- Come on, let's go. Let's go, come on, let's go.
- Hey, listen, listen.
Zuukie, you have potential,
but you need training.
Don't let these people rush you, honey.
When you're ready, you come on back and see me.
- Oh, oh.
I think we're doing doing business, Hazel.
'Cause a year from now,
when FAI drops you-- and they will--
you'll be wishing you signed Zuukie.
Come on. Let's go.
- Uh! - Uh, Lewis.
- Did you see that? [laughs]
- Uh, Lewis, let's keep this going, okay?
- Bye, boo-boo.
- Let's not say anything we'll regret.
- Ta-ta.
- What were you thinking?
- I was thinking that Zuukie is dookie.
- She's got a built-in fanbase.
All the other stuff can get fixed in post.
- The singers on my label have to be able to sing.
Why is that so unreasonable?
- Do you not see the looming delivery dates?
The concerned emails from FAI?
- Ugh!
- The rapidly emptying bank accounts!
- What I see
is my name on this company.
And I'll be damned if the first artist I sign
is some Miley wannabe
who can't even get through "Happy Birthday"
without changing keys
[changing keys] 25 times.
- There's only 24 keys.
- I know that.
She's bad, Curtis.
- You have to sign someone.
- Well, then you have to find someone for me to sign.
Move. - Okay.
I get that logic.
Back to YouTube
and TikTok.
Where is my inhaler?
- ♪ It's driving me out of mind ♪
- Here we go.
- ♪ That's why it's hard for me to find ♪
- Yes.
- ♪ Can't get it out of my head ♪
♪ Miss her, kiss her ♪ - Whoo!
- ♪ Wrong move, you're dead ♪
- ♪ That girl is poison ♪
- ♪ Never trust a big butt and a smile ♪
[laughter]
[both sigh]
- It feels so good to be out.
- I know, right?
And it's so nice to have, like, at least one of my friends
in the city and hang out with them, right?
- Oh, did you just call me a friend?
- Mm. - Mm.
So Hazel's still not getting back to you.
- Oh, my God. No, she's not.
It's just standard-issue Hazel nonsense,
to be honest.
- [vocalizing] - Whoo, yeah!
- I'll be here all week with this.
- Yes! - I'll be here all week.
- Not bad, not bad. - Oh, my gosh.
And you was good.
Now I see why Ari married you.
You got stage presence.
- Oh, thank you. - You're welcome.
- Thank you. - Absolutely.
- Well, maybe you can call her and remind her.
- Uh, nope.
I'm staying out of grown folks' business.
Plus that's marriage, right?
High, lows-- lows and lows and lows.
- Still, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Hi. My name is Bree Washington.
Nice to meet you.
I did not know you were married.
When were you married?
- Child, I got married young,
hated it, got divorced,
and now I'm somewhere between never the fuck ever
and never ever. - [laughs]
- But who knows? Things may change.
Maybe the right guy will come along.
You can change paths.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. I believe in change.
- I mean, y'all are married. You tell me.
- Yes. I believe in change too.
I think all paths lead to change.
Just like Gary boo-boo bear over here
is gonna change his path,
and he's gonna write a YA novel.
- Okay, Gary with the YA book! - [laughs]
- Why are you telling them that?
I haven't written anything yet, okay?
I don't have the time.
- Well, you know, we would have the time
if we would just hire a nanny.
- Okay, why are we talking about that right now?
- I'm just saying, Gar boo-boo bear,
if we hired a nanny,
we would have time for you to write your YA novel,
and I would have time to apply
and really go after the chief of surgery position.
[indistinct cheering]
- No, no, no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- Can she do it? - If--if she applies.
Okay, we have not even talked about this.
- Well, we're talking now. - No, you're talking.
- I'm talking now. - This isn't talking about it.
- We're talking about it right now,
and I decided I'm gonna apply
for the chief of surgery position!
- Chief of surgery!
[laughter, cheers]
- You can't always do this.
- Okay, I think this is the part
where we pretend like what's happening isn't happening.
- Yeah. - We just talk quietly.
So Ari.
- Oh, Ari.
Definitely not easy with her living
on the other side of the country.
- Mm.
What you two have, 3,000 miles isn't gonna change that.
- Yeah, I keep telling her that,
but it's--it's like she's not listening.
- Well, then you have to be more persuasive.
Didn't you get an entire district to vote for you?
- Wow, ye--uh...
Yeah, hell yeah. - Yeah, you're a senator.
- Hell yeah-- I'm a goddamn state senator.
- You a goddamn state senator!
- You know, I got this.
I--excuse me. - Right now?
- Yeah. Bree.
- Yes. - Can you get Ari please?
- Okay, but for what?
- Oh, yeah, all right, all right, all right.
- Oh. - [gasps]
- Oh, you'll see.
- What in the Black version
of "Pretty Woman" is going on?
- Get Ari, get Ari, get Ari, get Ari.
- Oh, he's taking it off. - Oh, snap.
- He's taking it off! - Don't worry about it.
- Here we go. - Don't worry about it.
- It's about to get real. - Are we doing a serenade?
- [clears throat] - This is exciting.
[phone ringing, buzzing]
- Hey, Breezy. What you doing?
- Ari, watch-- - Why--what?
- Watch. - Watch what?
- ♪ Can somebody tell me ♪
♪ How to get things back ♪
♪ The way they used to be ♪
♪ Oh, God, give me a reason ♪
♪ I'm down on bended knee ♪
♪ Until you come back to me ♪
♪ And so many nights ♪
♪ I dream of you ♪
♪ Holding my pillow tight, I know ♪
♪ I don't need to be alone ♪
Baby, I'm sorry.
Please forgive me for all the wrong I've done.
I know you put all your trust in me.
I'm sorry I let you down.
Please.
Please forgive me, Ari.
- Stop.
[tense music]
You had me at Boyz II Men.
- [laughing]
- Baby, you're quiet.
What happened?
- You know what this bitch had the nerve to say to me?
She said I'm being stupid.
I mean, she knows me.
All my life, I have wanted
unconditional love and support.
And if she has a problem with that, I mean,
maybe we shouldn't even be friends.
- Well...
[smooth R&B playing in the background]
- Well, what?
- Come on, Hazel.
You surprised her with a new man
and then announce that you're marrying him.
If she were not worried, she should get her head checked.
She's being a good friend.
She don't know me.
She don't know us.
♪ ♪
Why don't you invite her over for lunch?
Let me make her my famous cooking.
♪ ♪
- Fine.
But she still owes me an apology.
- Okay.
- There. Done.
You happy now?
- Almost.
Just one more thing.
- What?
♪ ♪
- Ah.
Ooh, I just love a Jamaican man.
- ♪ Drip, drip drop ♪
♪ Drip ♪
- Can I get into bed or what?
Okay.
You wanna talk about it,
or you just wanna play passive-aggressive?
- Oh, so now we having relationship conversations
without an audience.
- Okay.
Well, I needed witnesses
because I knew you'd get pissed off,
and you might murder me.
- Bree, how many times have we fought?
And how many times have I murdered you?
- That's a good question. Um...
None. - Mm-hmm.
- Because, um, I am smart.
Look, Gary.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for bringing this up in front of everybody.
- [sighs]
- Okay? I am.
It's just an application. - Mm.
- And I was afraid if we talked about it just one on one,
you'd say no.
- And I get that. I do.
But when have I ever?
I mean, like, think about it, Bree.
I have always had your back,
from--from medical school
to your residency to your job search.
Remember your job search? - Yeah, that was tough.
- Yeah.
That will never change.
- I'm sorry I sprung this on you.
I just, you know, I just would like to be--I don't know--
just consulted a little bit.
- I will consult you.
- Please. - Of course!
- 'Cause Bree, I already feel like
I'm just-- [sighs]
Like I'm struggling for oxygen, you know?
- Gary, let's get you an oxygen tank.
And by that, I mean let's get a nanny.
- A nanny?
- We need some time for ourselves.
- Huh.
I don't know.
I guess I did kind of start messing with my book.
- You have? - Yeah.
- Okay, Alice Walker. You better go get it.
- I guess if we never hired a nanny,
I'd always have an excuse not to do this.
- Ooh. Who said it?
You said it. - Oh, my God.
Are we getting a nanny? - We're getting a nanny.
And you know what?
I think you should take the lead on this.
- You are gonna let me hire a nanny.
- Yeah, you get to pick the nanny.
I know it's, like, not in your wheelhouse.
So yeah. - All right.
Let me--let me do a little-- a little search.
- Oh, no, that bitch gotta look like Mrs. Doubtfire.
- No, no, no, no, no.
She's not gonna look like Mrs. Doubtfire.
I think she should be young with young energy.
- We'll talk about that.
- Okay. Huh.
[upbeat electronic R&B music]
♪ ♪
- Bree, welcome.
How was the trip? Did you walk here?
- From Brooklyn? No.
That doesn't even make sense.
- Bree is here.
- Oh, don't let her in until she apologizes.
[tense music]
- Till I apologize? For what?
Being a good friend?
Whatever, Hazel. I'm out.
- Wait. - Wait a minute.
- Let me open this.
- Yeah, Bree.
I mean, we need to talk,
and Nigel made ox tails.
[intriguing music]
- My favorite? - Mm-mm-mm.
- [laughs]
I missed you.
♪ ♪
- I missed you too.
- Hey, Nigel. My mama's Haitian, so,
mm-hmm, I see you.
I smell that allspice.
Okay. I can see the appeal.
Just saying. - You know I know.
- I know you know.
And you know what else I know?
It wasn't too long ago that you were crashing on my couch.
And you didn't know where you were gonna go,
how you were gonna make money.
And now you've built yourself a beautiful life.
And I don't wanna see you go back there.
So yeah, I'm worried.
Isn't that what friends do?
- But Bree, you don't have to worry.
This is not about him being young
or handsome
or us having mind-blowing sex.
- Okay! You look different.
You look flexible. - [laughs]
But it's not about that. I just--
I just love him.
I love him, and he loves me,
and if I'm wrong--
which I am not--
but if I'm wrong,
I just want it to be a happy mistake.
I just need to know that you got my back.
- I will always have your back.
- You're back to being best friends?
- Yes, Shaggy. We were never not best friends.
- Great.
Let us go and eat.
- I need subtitles. What'd he say?
- [laughing]
- ♪ Hell yeah ♪ - ♪ Number one, yeah ♪
♪ I'm still number one ♪ - ♪ Hell yeah ♪
- ♪ Number one, always be number one ♪
- ♪ Oh ♪
♪ Took you for mine of the major ♪
- ♪ Oh ♪
- ♪ You won't admit it ♪
♪ You're the fruits of my labor ♪
- ♪ Hell yeah ♪ - ♪ Number one, yeah ♪
♪ I'm still number one ♪ - ♪ Hell yeah ♪
- ♪ Number one, always be number one ♪
- ♪ Oh ♪
♪ Don't forget it, yeah, I'm still number one ♪
- ♪ Hell yeah ♪
- [snaps] - Whoo!
[animal bleats]