Are you planning to ask Riley out again?
I'd definitely like to.
RILEY: This date was so perfect.
Do you have any other ideas
for where I should take her next?
If you really like her,
why don't you put in a little effort on your own?
A patient of mine once told me a story.
There's a man who's being chased by a tiger,
and he climbs down a vine to escape
but there is another tiger waiting below to eat him.
But then, he sees a beautiful bunch of strawberries.
And he just forgets the dangers above and below,
savoring the moment when all is well.
RYAN: I'm here to meet with Dennis about a review I wrote.
I'm Ryan Jones.
You're a wonderful man.
You're just... not my man.
Adam's my brother.
If your sister's with him, she's in danger.
Silas connected us to God,
and it was through him that God healed us.
Why is your bag packed?
My therapist recommended this counseling center in Palo Alto.
EMILY: Madison says she's safe and happy,
but she's asking us
to please stop looking for her.
JOAQUIN: I have the envelope.
Can you run it for prints and DNA?
-Yep. -Thanks.
SILAS: Hello, Mariana.
I'm sorry to show up unannounced.
My restaurant review is in the LA Post.
-Oh, my God! What does it say? -What?
I haven't read it yet.
I mean, this critic is notoriously brutal.
-No, I bet it's great. Just read it to us. -DENNIS: Okay.
"The vibe at Haven,
"a new urban supper club in downtown LA
is warm and chic."
(group cheering)
"Chef Dennis Cooper, however, is clearly in over his head
"with his cokehead partner
"who gambled away the money his dad gave him.
Talk about a sucker."
"Girlfriend Davia is consumed with insecurity toward her new understudy
"while also keeping a secret from Dennis
"that her co-star tried to kiss her.
Talk about a drama queen." (gasps)
"Dishwasher Luca is oblivious to the fact
"that prep chef Ladle is in love with him
"while he pursues rich girl Riley.
Hello? How blind can you be?"
"After several failed relationships,
friend and new father Gael is trying to figure out
"if his handsome new studio tenant is queer
"despite not having any business
"jumping into another tryst right now,
but that's gullible Gael."
"And former lovers Mariana and Joaquin
"are suppressing their PTSD,
by playing amateur detectives..."
"...all while denying their obvious sexual chemistry.
Just bump uglies already and get on with it."
"Though it's all a recipe for disaster,
when it comes to soapy drama, I give it five stars. Bravo!"
-(Dennis sighs) -Well, did he say anything about the food?
♪ Pa-pa-paa, pa-pa-pa-pa-pa ♪
♪ Pa-pa-paa, pa-pa-pa-pa ♪
♪ Then we'll find our peace of mind ♪
♪ You and me, Bel Ami ♪
♪ Pa-pa-pa, pa-paaa ♪
GAEL: Good morning!
DAVIA: Ooh. You're in a good mood.
Did you evict your tenant from Yuri's studio?
-No. Turns out he's a nice guy. -DAVIA: Hm.
GAEL: Hey, hypothetical question:
if someone has a rainbow pin on their bag,
does that mean they're queer?
Not necessarily.
Yeah. I always had a rainbow pin on my backpack growing up.
Yeah, that makes sense.
DAVIA: Hypothetical question:
do you suspect that your suddenly nice tenant is queer?
And are you now very clearly crushing on him?
Nooo!
No, just-- just crush curious.
And I'm too busy to have time for a relationship.
DAVIA: Mm-hmm.
GAEL: All right, everybody have a great day.
-DAVIA: Mm-hmm. -(Mariana chuckles)
-JOAQUIN: Wow. -He's got a crush.
-(knock on door) -WOMAN: Delivery.
-GAEL: Oh, thank you. -WOMAN: Mm-hmm.
(phone vibrating)
(sighs)
So have we heard back from Adam's mom?
Did she go back to see him yet?
Andrea died.
What? W-- When?
Yeah. A few hours after we talked to her at the coffee shop.
-Oh, my God. -It looks like a heart attack,
but the coroner's gonna do an autopsy, so...
Wait-- How long have you known?
(sighs) Since Dennis's party.
Adam called me from jail,
screaming about it being our fault.
You know, I was-- I-- I came to tell you,
but, you know, you had the bad dream,
so I didn't wanna, like, overwhelm you with it.
SILAS: Hello, Mariana.
(heartbeat thudding)
Well, why did Adam say that it's our fault?
I don't know.
Maybe like-- 'Cause he thinks we stressed her out.
I mean, the real question is,
is how does he know we talked to his mother earlier?
Well, maybe they spoke after?
I just-- I don't know.
I wish I could get Andrea's phone
to actually confirm that.
I mean, who else would've told him?
Silas, maybe?
How would Silas have known?
Well, I mean, if he followed us.
SILAS: I see you.
(heartbeat thudding)
You think that Silas followed us?
(sighs) I-- I think it's possible. Yeah.
(sighs)
Okay, well,
if we wanna find out
who Andrea did or didn't talk to after we met with her,
maybe Adam's brother knows something.
(tense music playing)
-(Lyric wailing) -Hey. Hey. Hey.
(silence)
-(Lyric crying) -(Gael shushing)
¿Qué pasa, mi amor? ¿Qué pasa, mi amor?
-(Lyric wailing) -(door opens)
GAEL (softly): Hey, it's okay.
Wow, I didn't know you had a baby.
Or... are you babysitting?
This is my daughter, Lyric.
I'm co-parenting with my sister and her husband.
Today was their day, but something came up, so...
I'm watching her for a bit.
Isn't that right? Hmm?
I am so sorry.
I know this is gonna ruin your Zen.
She just won't stop crying today.
I-- I can't figure out what's wrong.
I could take a look at her if you want.
Oh! Yeah, sure. Here.
(Lyric continues crying)
-Hey. Hey, oooh. -(Lyric continues crying)
Hey, Lyric, what's going on, huh?
What's going on?
All right, you don't seem to be running a fever.
And your eyes are clear.
Your breathing's good.
Oh. Okay, I think I might know what's going on.
(clears throat) All right, all right.
(Lyric continues wailing)
Okay, so this is called bicycle legs.
It can help your baby pass gas,
which can make her very uncomfortable.
(Lyric farts, stops wailing)
(both laughing)
Oh, they did not teach us that in baby class.
Oh, yeah. I wish they would. I, uh--
You wouldn't believe how many frantic parents come to the ER
with... gassy babies.
No, I really appreciate the help,
and I can see that she does too.
♪♪
(indistinct chatter)
-Hi. -WOMAN: Hi.
(indistinct chatter)
Um, can you guys get me a Moscow mule?
I'm just gonna go have a quick word with the chef.
TYLER: All right, sure.
Oh, Moscow mule sounds good.
(indistinct chatter)
Hey, what are you doing here?
Bringing in business.
What's Ryan doing here?
Oh, she came to try the food.
Hmm. Did you know she was coming?
Is she writing a review?
Um, yeah, I asked her to come first
and give me a private review.
Private review?
Yeah, I wanted to get her opinion on the food and service.
That is so nice of her.
Did you tell her about us?
I didn't-- I didn't mention it.
Why not?
Well, I didn't think it was appropriate
to text her with the news, you know?
Now go have some fun with your friends.
I'm working here!
-Okay. -DENNIS: Okay.
But I expect this private review
-to take place in public. -DENNIS: (chuckling) Okay.
So did you figure out where to take Riley out again?
LUCA: Uh, it's been hard to find time
to see each other outside of class.
I've been working here every night.
Yeah, that's--
That's a bummer.
DAVIA: Hey, Ryan.
Hey, Davia.
It's so nice of you
to come and give Dennis a... pre-review.
Of course.
From Toast Truck to a restaurant.
I'm surprised he pulled this off so fast.
Oh, I'm not.
I mean, when Dennis sets his mind to something,
he really knows how to take care of business.
Yes.
I know.
(clears throat) Anyway, um,
we are so happy you could come.
And try the sweet potato fries.
They're our favorite.
Thanks, Davia.
Enjoy, Ryan.
(sighs)
(indistinct chatter)
-Hey. -Hi. (laughs)
-Uh, this is my friend, Trista. -Hi.
Hi. I am Luca.
We had plans to grab drinks tonight,
so I figured why not here?
As long as we're not in the way.
I know that you're working.
Oh. No. No, no.
I am, uh, really glad you're here.
It's nice to see you.
Mm.
(exhales, clears throat) So... what do you think?
I welcome any and all feedback.
-Well... -DENNIS: Mm-hmm.
-...to be honest... -Yeah.
...it's all
delicious.
I'm so glad that you're enjoying it.
And I take it that you and Davia are finally together.
Yeah, how'd you know?
Something about the way she said sweet potato fries.
I'm happy for you.
-Both of you. -Thank you.
RYAN: Oh, my gosh.
What?
Don't look,
but Jeffrey Silver from the LA Post just walked in.
DENNIS: Oh, my God.
Okay. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
-Don't-- Don't look. -DENNIS: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You said that. Don't look.
He can't know that you know that he's here.
-All right. -You gotta treat him like any other diner.
Okay. Yeah. We're not ready for this.
-Okay. Uh, don't worry. -DENNIS: Yeah.
Um, I know his taste pretty well.
Just, um...
don't serve him the pork belly.
DENNIS: The pork-- What?
You just said that everything was delicious.
-Delicious-ish. -DENNIS: Uh, yeah. Delicious.
Okay, no pork belly.
Questions later. All right.
Yeah. No pork belly.
We're, um... We're really sorry about your mom, Dave.
She seemed like a lovely person.
She was.
You said you saw her the day she passed.
Did she look okay to you?
Yeah, she seemed fine.
We spoke to her in hopes that she could persuade your brother Adam
into telling us everything he knows
about a missing girl from Silas' Farm.
-Did she say she would? -JOAQUIN: Yes.
Um, you know, and then a couple of hours later,
she left a voice mail saying she had something to tell us.
Do you know what that might've been?
No.
I didn't see her at all that day.
-I had-- I had to work. -Right.
Um...
Do-- Do you know wh-- there--
Are there any security cameras at the house?
No.
I-- I can ask our neighbors. Why?
Just to see if anybody came to talk to her in person.
Do you know if... she spoke to Adam
after she visited him in the jail that morning?
No.
Like I said, I-- I didn't talk to her that day.
I wish I had.
I would've told her
not to go see my brother.
He's a piece of shit.
Been in trouble all his life.
He put our mom through hell.
Going to see him is probably what killed her.
Do you think that we could look at your mom's phone?
Just to see if she talked to anyone after we met with her.
Also, did-- did she have a landline?
No.
If she talked to anyone, it's on that phone.
♪♪
Whoa, whoa, wait. Everything has to be perfect.
Relax. Trust the food.
Yeah, well, a bad review could kill us.
We're not gonna get a bad review.
Oh, and-- and the service has to be perfect.
Attentive but not smothering.
-(Dennis groans) -Hey, breathe.
(Dennis breathes deeply)
I think I can see his table from my office.
I'm gonna go see if I can read any physical cues.
Hey, is-- is it okay if I send an appetizer out to a friend?
I mean, I'll pay for it.
Yeah, sure. Just gimme a minute.
Uh, what friend?
Riley. She is here.
Oh. Did you know she was coming?
No. She just surprised me.
Who are we talking about?
Uh, just a-- a girl that I'm seeing.
Well, wipe the drool off your face
and take that to table eight.
Thanks.
Twist. He's got a girl, and it's not you.
Hm.
I am so sorry the baby was here so late,
and we got nothing done.
Hey, that's not true.
Okay, we got to play with her,
and that was total Zen.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
Uh, so how did you become a father?
I feel like there's a story there.
GAEL: Yeah.
A long one with some pretty big plot twists.
Um, the woman I-- I had Lyric with
is no longer in our lives.
She decided she wasn't ready to be a mother
and she gave up her parental rights.
And, yeah, it was-- It was hard at first.
JAY: Uh, so I have three sisters, four brothers,
and yeah, we're all really close.
Geez, that is a lot of names to remember.
Okay, so I use an acronym to remember them all in order.
I'm serious.
It's-- It's, uh, HAPLAND.
Henry, Anna, Pilar, Lawrence, Anthony, Naomi, DJ.
It sounds like an IKEA couch. "The Hapland."
(Gael laughing)
Oh, you're really proud of yourself for that, aren't you?
-I am kind of, yeah. -Yeah.
GAEL: So what made you wanna become a doctor?
Uh, I was always playing doctor as a kid.
Mm. Really?
But like, for real, you know?
With the scraped knees of seven siblings,
I had plenty of patients to practice on.
Yeah, I bet.
JAY: And you know, I always just liked the idea of helping people,
especially in emergency situations,
which... is why I landed in the ER.
It's not fun, but, um... (chuckles) I like it.
So, no calls to her from Adam from jail on Andrea's phone
after we met with her.
No other suspicious voice mails or phone calls.
Yeah, we're back to...
"Who told Adam we met with her?"
And wondering what she wanted to tell you.
Maybe Silas went to see her.
Figure out what we wanted from Adam.
Discourage her from finding out.
Which brings us back to Silas following us.
(heartbeat thudding)
Um, so... the bad dream that I had
when you came to my door after Dennis's party...
Yeah.
I thought Silas was in my loft.
Silas was in your loft?
No, I-- I mean, I don't think so.
I-- I might've imagined that he was there.
What?
I was having an anxiety attack
and coming back from the party,
I was imagining other things.
I mean, he left seconds before you knocked on my door.
You would've seen him leaving.
Why didn't you tell me this?
Because I didn't want you to think I was losing my mind.
How do you know you imagined him?
Because I checked the building's security footage
with Malika and Alice.
There's no sign of Silas coming in or out.
That doesn't mean he wasn't there.
Okay. (sighs)
I have a friend,
she works in the LAPD forensics lab.
She can dust your loft for fingerprints.
What do you think?
-(indistinct chatter) -(phone whooshes)
(indistinct chatter, laughter)
(phone vibrating)
(Davia laughing loudly)
RILEY: Yes, it's something I never really thought about
because I haven't had to.
-On the house. -Ah, that is so sweet.
TRISTA: I wait tables over at the Palm.
You two should come by. I'll hook you up.
We should do that.
Um, yeah, we should.
But I should probably get back to it.
Of course.
We wouldn't wanna distract you.
DAVIA: You rang?
There is a huge critic from the LA Post here.
Oh, my God! That's good, right?
Well, potentially, if he likes the food and the vibe.
So can you and your friends just tone it down a little?
Oh. Of course.
I'm sorry, I didn't realize we were being so loud.
Yeah. I mean, according to Ryan,
he just hates when a restaurant is too noisy.
According to Ryan?
So Ryan thinks we're being too loud.
Well, she's just trying to help me create
a great experience for this guy.
Right. Again, that's just so nice of her.
(Davia chuckles)
We will keep it down, okay?
-Good luck. -DENNIS: Okay.
Oh! Uh, I'm not supposed to know about the critic,
so keep it on the down low.
-Got it. -DENNIS: Yeah.
(indistinct chatter)
♪♪
Guys.
Guys?
Guys!
ETHAN: What's up?
(softly) Listen, we have to quiet down.
The food critic from LA Post is here.
-That guy right there? -Don't look!
We're not supposed to know he's here.
I won't look anymore.
Great, she's probably telling on me again.
What do you mean?
Okay, that woman is Dennis' ex.
She's a food blogger.
She's here helping him create
a smooth dining experience for the critic.
Well, that's nice of her.
Sooo nice.
I just wish there was something I could do to help.
I mean, you helped by getting butts in these seats.
You know who else could get a lot of butts in these seats?
Serena.
Hold on, let me, uh...
Let me handle this.
(Brayden clears throat)
Hey, guys. Guys!
Let's, uh, let's take a group picture to promote the show,
and then we can all post it on our socials
so we get better traction that way.
SERENA: That's a really good idea.
Hey, excuse me.
-Could you do us the honors? -Mm-hmm.
Thank you so much.
Everybody say, "Last Call at Haven!"
GROUP: Last Called at Haven!
♪♪
Loving the boho-chic vibe here.
It reminds me of my stint as a lady-in-waiting
at Medieval Times.
Did you see this Silas person touch anything?
MARIANA: Um...
Oh, he touched that doorknob.
Okey-doke. We'll start there.
You know, this is usually the part in those crime shows
where there's a montage.
And they'll play something like The Who's Who Are You?
♪ Who are you? ♪
♪ Who, who, who, who? ♪
♪ Who are you? ♪
♪ Who, who, who, who? ♪
♪ Who are you? ♪
♪ Who, who, who, who? ♪
♪ Who are you? ♪
♪ Who, who, who, who? ♪
♪ I woke up in a Soho doorway ♪
♪ A policeman knew my name ♪
♪ He said, "You can go sleep at home tonight ♪
♪ If you can get up and walk away" ♪
♪ I staggered back to the underground ♪
♪ And the breeze blew back my hair ♪
♪ I remember throwing punches around ♪
♪ And preaching from my chair ♪
♪ Who, who are you? ♪
♪ Who are you? ♪
♪ Who, who, who, who? ♪
♪ Tell me who are you? ♪
♪ Who are you? ♪
♪ Who, who, who, who? ♪
♪ I really want to know ♪
♪ Who are you? ♪
♪ Who, who, who, who? ♪
Now, I'll run the print,
and we'll see if they belong to Gary Brecker,
aka Silas Thompson.
And we'll know was he or wasn't he here in your loft.
♪ Who are you? ♪
♪ Who are you? Who are you? Oh♪
Okay, so tell me
what made you want to be an artist?
I never really decided I wanted to be an artist.
JAY: Mm-hmm.
I just... felt like I was.
JAY: Hm.
Yeah, from the time I could pick up a pencil,
I was drawing and creating.
Yeah. I don't know.
I guess, I just feel like it chose me.
Yeah, that's amazing.
We are both so lucky to know what we love.
You know, sometimes I still meet people
who are still searching for a passion for something.
GAEL: Mm.
(Jay sighing)
Can I show you something?
Is it a mole?
Or like a mysterious rash?
-What? -I'm sorry.
That's just what most people mean
when they ask if they can show me something.
No, no, no, no, no. Nothing-- Nothing medical.
But it is top secret.
So if you tell anyone,
I might just have to kill you.
(grunts) I'd like to see you try.
-(Gael snorts) -(both laughing)
I'll trust you.
All right, what have we got? (clears throat)
Wow. You...
You did this?
Yeah.
Wait, wait, wait, wait. (laughing)
This is fantastic!
I've been doing some-- some street art,
and it's not exactly legal.
No, but you're-- you're creating something beautiful
for everyone to enjoy.
I mean, you're doing a public service
as far as I'm concerned.
I'm blown away.
You are so freaking talented.
Thank you.
That means a lot.
How can you say you're blocked?
GAEL: Mmm.
Well...
Should we finish this?
Oh, well, I don't think we should waste it.
-Yeah. Yeah. Come on, come on. -Yeah.
-Okay, but then I do have to go. -Mm-hmm.
-'Cause I have an early shift tomorrow. -Oh, boy.
♪♪
Good evening.
I am Dennis Cooper, the chef.
I hope everything has been to your liking tonight.
Mostly, yes.
Mostly?
Yes.
Well, thank you for coming in.
Um, a server will be over with a dessert menu shortly.
-Thank you. -DENNIS: Yeah.
All he said was that he mostly liked the food.
"Mostly"?
Well, he's not gonna review you to your face.
And he knows that there's a chance that you know who he is,
so he's keeping his cards close to the vest.
Yeah, right.
Hey, I am sure it's gonna be a great review.
Mostly.
Well, thank you for coming tonight.
And for helping with Jeffrey.
-Happy to. -DENNIS: Yeah.
Anytime.
-It's good to see you. -Mm-hmm.
Oh, Jesus! What are you doing?
Serena still hasn't posted the photo.
Really? She seemed really into it.
Maybe my first impression of her was right,
and she's got this child star superiority complex.
Either way, this sucks!
So what's up with those two?
TYLER: Oh, they're hooking up.
I saw them making out the other night.
Wait, I thought this was her boyfriend's place.
It is.
♪♪
Hey. Hey, um, I know you're busy,
but could I just ask you something really quick?
I already planned your first date
and I'm-- I'm really not into giving girlfriend advice.
Oh-- No, it's-- it's not about that.
And Riley's not my girlfriend.
If you overheard something not good about a friend,
would you tell them?
Or would you just keep it to yourself and not cause drama?
It depends.
Do you think what you heard is true?
No. I'm not sure. I mean, I hope not.
I can't even imagine it being true.
Well, then... if it were me,
I'd wanna know what people were saying about me behind my back,
good or bad.
Yeah.
Yeah, that is really good advice.
-Thank you. -Yeah.
(loudly) Oh, wow. My post has so many likes already.
(loudly) Oh, yeah, mine too.
How about you, Serena?
-Did you get any likes? -Oh, I didn't post.
Well-- I--
I can't post anything that tags my current location.
I know I'm not, like, child star famous anymore,
but there are people who are still obsessed with me,
and I've had problems with stalkers,
so I have to be careful.
TYLER: Oh, man, that is so scary.
-Yeah. I'm used to it. -Ah.
But I will definitely post when I get home.
Your boyfriend's got a great place here.
You must be proud of him.
Ah, I am.
My God, I feel so bad
that I jumped to conclusions about Serena again.
Look, don't worry about it.
I had no idea so many people were obsessed with her.
Stop it.
So is it okay to give you a hug goodnight?
Of course.
-DAVIA: Night. -BRAYDEN: Good night.
Hey, I'm really glad you came out with us tonight.
I was so happy to be invited.
-DAVIA: Oh. -Good night.
Get home safe.
-You too. -DAVIA: Aw.
Hey. Hey, can I, um, can I talk to you for a second?
Yeah, what's up?
I overheard something tonight.
And, you know, it is none of my business.
I probably should not even say anything,
but you're my friend and--
Oh, my God, will you just spill it already?
What'd you overhear?
I heard the guy with the dark, curly hair from your show,
telling the-- the girl with the blonde hair
that he saw...
you and Brayden making out.
Shit.
♪♪
Sorry. It takes a while for the results to download.
I do have one more question though.
Why don't you paint that wall?
MARIANA: Uh...
No idea.
(computer chimes)
The verdict is in.
Let's see if Silas touched the doorknob.
(tense music playing)
Hmm.
No match.
(Mariana exhales)
Which means he really was never here.
It's certainly another strike
against evidence pointing to Silas.
An-- Another strike?
Sorry, I thought I told you.
There was no DNA at all on the envelope seal.
-JOAQUIN: Hmm. -Wh-- What envelope?
You know, the-- the one that Madison's letter was in,
her parents left it behind,
so I gave it to Viv to run for Silas's DNA.
MARIANA: Uh-huh.
Don't you find that, like, odd,
that there's no DNA?
Don't usually people lick an envelope to seal it?
Well, sure.
Unless they're worried about leaving DNA.
Which could explain the doorknob.
Maybe Silas's prints weren't there
because he was careful.
You know, like, maybe he used gloves--
Or maybe he wasn't here!
Well, that's my cue.
Oh! Or as we say in the lab, my clue.
Okay.
-Thanks, Viv. -VIV: Mm-hmm.
-Appreciate it. -VIV: Yep.
Hang in there.
MARIANA: Thanks.
(door closes)
What's happening to us?
I mean, we wanna take Silas down so badly
that we're making up all of these conspiracy theories.
There's no evidence that he was here
or that he has anything to do with Madison's disappearance!
Ma-- Maybe the letter to her parents is real.
Maybe she really wants nothing to do with them.
And maybe this is becoming an obsession
that we're both using
to avoid dealing with the fact that Evan was shot
and it could've been any one of us.
This "obsession" saved my sister from Silas.
So if I didn't go after this obsession--
Okay, you know what? She's moved on!
Maybe-- Maybe that's part of why Jenna left.
She couldn't heal
with-- with us constantly re-traumatizing her
with our Silas vendetta.
Look,
we have to move on.
I'm done with this.
And I-- And I think that you should be too.
(indistinct conversation)
Oh! Hey, Gael. This is Ezra.
He, uh, came to pick me up.
Nice to meet you.
You too.
I think it's amazing.
We should hang it in the living room.
The living room?
No. No, no, no. We cannot hang it there.
-We have to hide it. -(Gael sighs)
It has to be hidden. I don't want--
EZRA: You always do this to me.
♪♪
Hey, why don't you, uh, knock off
and go join your girl for a drink.
-Are you sure? -Yeah.
LUCA: Where did your friend go?
She had to work in the morning,
so she had to leave early.
LUCA: Oh.
When do you get off work?
Um... right now.
Great, I get you all to myself!
I have to admit though,
it's kind of sexy watching you work.
(laughing) Oh, no.
What do you do for work?
Well, uh, my parents are supporting me
while I pursue dancing.
And I've gotten a few professional jobs.
It's kind of embarrassing.
And... I know I'm lucky.
No, no. That is...
You do not have to be embarrassed at all.
I mean, you are an incredible dancer.
I think you deserve their support.
Thank you for saying that.
Yeah, but what do you get to do with all your free time?
Oh, you mean, besides thinking about you?
It's like all the time?
RILEY: You're very distracting.
LUCA: No. I'm not.
He has no idea that you're into him.
If you want him to,
you better make a move soon before it's too late.
But... maybe not tonight.
Come on.
Let's go to sleep.
I have to tell you something.
Like right now?
I mean, I'm almost unconscious.
Yeah, it can't wait.
Okay.
Okay. So, um, at your party,
Brayden, um, had too much to drink
and he...
tried to kiss me.
Why am I just now hearing about this?
Because I handled it.
And I didn't want you to feel threatened by Brayden.
You handled it? Is that why
he's still affectionately hugging you goodnight?
Okay, I made it crystal clear that he crossed a line.
And he knows that I am committed and in love with you.
It won't ever happen again.
Yeah, but he's obviously into you.
Okay. Well, if you wanna talk about people being into people,
it's obvious that Ryan still has feelings for you.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Don't do that. Don't deflect.
Ryan is not into me.
And even if she was, I don't work with her every day
in a play where she's the sexy bartender
that I want to get laid by.
Okay. Wow. Well, that is not what the show is about.
You know what?
You were right, we're tired.
This could've waited till tomorrow.
Yeah, or maybe forever.
Were you ever gonna tell me
or did something happen?
Tyler must have seen what happened
because Luca overheard him telling Serena
that Brayden and I are hooking up.
(Dennis groans)
Okay.
So basically everybody that you work with
thinks that you're cheating on me.
They-- They do not.
And I will clear it up with Tyler and Serena.
You know, you're always bringing up
how I took off after the first time that we had sex,
but I've never thrown it in your face
that you cheated with a married man.
Excuse me, but I am not the one who cheated.
I was an accomplice, which isn't great,
but it's not the same thing.
And you did just throw it in my face.
Okay. I'm exhausted.
And I'm gonna go sleep in my loft.
Good night.
-Yeah, go ahead. Do that. -All right.
-Yeah. -That's what I'm gonna do.
-Yeah, please. -Yep.
Never mind. Nice try!
I'm not gonna run out on you.
I am gonna sleep right here
as far away from you as possible.
Fine. You do that.
-I will as well. -Not a problem.
Turn your light off.
Don't tell me what to do in my room.
(Dennis groaning)
(Real Life by WILDES playing)
♪ Near, far I'm where you are ♪
♪ In many ways, I was lost through the grapevine ♪
♪ I was lost in my own mistake ♪
♪ And I'm waiting to find my way ♪
♪ And I'm waiting to feel your pain ♪
♪ And I'm ready to find my way back ♪
(phone vibrating)
♪ Was it real life? Oh ♪
♪ Near, far I'm where you are ♪
♪ Where you are ♪
♪ Near, far I'm where you are ♪
♪ Where you are ♪
♪ Was it real life? Oh ♪
(phone vibrating)
♪ Was it real life? Oh ♪
♪ Near, far I'm where you are ♪
♪♪
(knock on door)
SILAS: Uh, come in.
-(Silas clears throat) -(door opens)
WOMAN: I have your tea.
Thank you, Jenna.
♪♪