.
- [screams] - Oh, my God!
You scared me.
- Well, you scared me staying out this late.
- OK, we're even.
Let's play again tomorrow.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Where were you?
- Well, you know I'm taking
that night school management class.
- Oh, I don't remember you saying
it was a midnight school.
- What? [chuckles]
No, uh, I mean, I wasn't in class.
I was with class people studying.
A study group!
- How long have you been dating this study group?
- I don't--what are you even--
three dates.
- I thought so.
Nobody wears lipstick to a study group.
- Great detective work, Bobbie.
I'm going to sleep.
- You're not going to get much sleep
with me sitting on the side of the bed saying,
who's the guy? Who's the guy? Who's the guy?
- Just a guy I met in class.
Am I done being grilled now?
- Oh, honey, the barbecue's just startin'!
But I'm happy for you.
[chuckles] When can I meet him?
- No.
No, I haven't introduced you to any other guys
I've dated before.
- What? There were other guys?
- Oh, no.
- How many? What's their names?
- OK, OK, stop.
I will bring him to the tavern.
Happy?
- Very. [chuckles]
OK, now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to bed.
I gotta redo all my creams again.
[upbeat country music]
- ♪ Sometimes it feels like a big ol' fight ♪
♪ To get through the day ♪
♪ And sleep on through the night ♪
♪ But here you'll find a place ♪
♪ That'll surely lift your spirits ♪
♪ You belong at Happy's Place ♪
- I just found something strange in the bathroom.
- Oh, well, don't tell Steve.
He won't be able to stop thinking about it.
- Why do they even allow public restrooms?
- It's a phone.
Somebody must have left it in there last night.
- Where was it?
- On top of the hand dryer.
- Huh, so he's tall--
or short and he was drying his hair.
- What kind of a miscreant takes his phone out
in a public restroom?
Hello?
[straining] Guess what I'm doing.
- It's locked.
I'm gonna put it in lost and found.
[phone beeps]
- [gasps] Ooh, a text.
- Ooh, yes, please.
- We can't read his messages.
We have no right to violate this man's privacy.
- Peeking isn't violating.
- Yeah, peeking is cute.
- Yeah, it's cute.
- Only if you're a baby or a koala.
Or a baby koala.
- OK, but what if it's the guy texting his own phone
explaining where he is and how we can help?
- It's not.
Look, it's none of our business.
Phone's going in the lost and found.
- You're right.
- Yeah, thanks for being our conscience, Takoda.
- Like Jesus taking the wheel, Takoda's taking the phone.
[both giggle]
- OK.
Ah.
Oh, "I drove by your place and saw you're not home yet.
You better not be with her." - [gasps]
- Oh, whoa.
All caps. - Oh.
- This is going in my locker.
- At least he told us where to look.
- Yes.
[upbeat music]
- I don't understand why we need this.
"All lost and found items should be kept behind the bar,
not in lockers."
- I think that policy should be clearly stated.
- Lunch rush is over.
You want me to make you something?
- Yes, please. A double bacon cheeseburger.
Oh, and put some avocado on it.
I'm trying to eat healthy.
- I'll pop an extra lettuce leaf on there for you.
- Thank you.
Oh, I just wanted to remind you
to please bring your truck this Saturday.
I'm feeling a little lucky for our antiquing trip.
- [chuckles and snorts] Oh, my gosh.
I'd love to see Emmett
traipsing through antique shops.
[laughs]
Did I say traipsing?
I meant staring angrily.
- Hey, did Isabella and that guy get here yet?
- Not yet.
- Can you believe Isabella's trying to keep
that guy a secret from me?
- Well--
- What?
You can believe it? Why?
- Well, sometimes you can be a little,
you know.
- What "you know"?
- Judgmental.
- Oh, that's the dumbest thing I ever heard in my life.
- I said sometimes, OK?
And what I mean is that
you're protective of the people that you care about,
You know, like a judge.
- Isabella and Lucas are here.
- Lucas?
- Judging.
- Lucas!
- Ah. there we go.
- Still waiting.
- [gasps] Oh, my.
Bobbie, somebody should run out
and get some birdseed, because we got
a couple of cute lovebirds in the house.
- OK, Gabby.
This is Gabby.
She's an acquired taste.
- Acquired like getting your nipples pinched.
- Lucas, this is my sister, Bobbie.
- Hi. - Bobbie, this is Lucas.
- Nice to meet you. Can I get you anything?
A nice cold beer?
I know it's early, but we don't judge.
- It's great to meet you, Bobbie.
Your sister talks a lot about you.
- Oh, well, she must like you a lot,
'cause she hadn't told me anything about you.
- What would you like to know?
- Oh, just the basics.
Your age, height, earliest embarrassing childhood memory.
- Uh, 29, 5'10".
I drank from puddles.
- I like him already.
- Uh, Lucas Wilkins, this is Emmett Hawkins,
our chef extraordinaire.
- You hungry?
I'm working on some bacon burgers.
- Wow.
So far, I've been offered bacon burgers and day drinking.
I like it here. [all chuckle]
- You want to hear something funny?
The University of Tennessee used to have a placekicker
named Lucas Wilkins.
- You want to hear something funnier?
That was me. - [laughs]
- Well, I'll be damned.
Come here and give me a hug.
- Oh.
- You can stay here forever.
- Oh, gee, I'd love to,
but I gotta run or I'll be late for class.
- Ooh, polite and punctual.
You got all the three Ps.
- What's the third?
- Purdy.
- I'm getting the feeling I made a good impression.
So I'm gonna get out of here before I screw it up.
It's great to meet you all.
- Nice to meet you, too. - Bye-bye.
- Come back and see us.
- Ah. - He's great, right?
- Yeah. - Yeah, and easy on the eyes.
- And the nose--
[sniffs] Sandalwood and pine.
- That boy kicked a 48-yard field goal against Ole Miss...
both: in the rain.
- So what did you think?
- I think he's great.
I love the way he rushed out of here to get to class.
He must be an excellent student.
- Oh, he's not a student.
- I thought you said you met him in class.
- I did, and I am so glad you already like him, 'cause...
he's my professor. [all gasp]
- The fourth P.
[upbeat music]
.
- What? You're dating your professor?
- OK, I know what you're thinking, but don't worry.
He wasn't some creepy teacher hitting on me.
I asked him out.
- Survey says...
[imitates buzzer] Still creepy!
- Oh, I went out with my biology teacher in high school.
Yeah.
Aced that class.
- You were 23 in high school.
- See, Bobbie, this is why I didn't want to tell you.
But I was hoping if you'd met him,
you'd see him as a person, not a profession.
- It's just weird.
It's a line that shouldn't be crossed.
- But if it doesn't bother us, what does it matter?
- Yeah, Bobbie, what happens between two consenting adults
is none of our business.
- I can't believe y'all are OK with this.
- I knew I shouldn't have done this.
- You're darn tootin' you shouldn't have done it.
- I meant telling you about him.
I darn tootin' shouldn't have done that.
- Yeah, I wish Bobbie would keep her nose
out of Isabella's private life.
- Agreed.
It's absolutely none of her business.
[phone ringing]
both: The phone!
[phone ringing]
- Wait, wait, wait.
Maybe Takoda had a point.
Maybe we have no right to violate this person's privacy.
- Always remember we hesitated. - Mm-hmm.
- He put a padlock on it.
- Oh, he's never done that before.
- [scoffs] My God.
It's like he doesn't even trust us.
[upbeat music]
- I'm your big sister, and I love you.
And I don't want you seeing him again!
Because he has power over you. You're not equals.
What? No smart answers?
Ha!
I didn't think so, little missy.
Yeah, well--
- Who are you talking to?
- Oh!
No, I wasn't talking to nobody, just that chair.
Nobody. What?
- I'm going to bed.
- Oh, hang on a second. We need to talk about this.
- Yeah, I heard you.
And you don't have to worry.
Not going to see him anymore.
- OK, then. Talk not necessary.
Proceed to bed.
[chuckles]
- Do you know that I couldn't get you out of my head
after your little lecture today?
You made me totally self-conscious with Lucas.
- Good, because you shouldn't be seeing him.
You're not equals.
- So I guess you seeing Emmett is wrong too.
- What are you talking about?
- You're his boss.
You could fire him if he doesn't make you happy.
- Emmett won't do anything he doesn't want to do.
- Really? - Mm-hmm.
- Maybe you two could talk about that
while you drag him antiquing again this weekend.
- I like arguing with you better.
[upbeat music]
- Good news.
Takoda didn't lock his locker this morning.
I think that means we've earned his trust back.
- Oh, thank God.
It is important that he feels safe.
- Yeah.
You won't believe what the girlfriend is saying right now.
- Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme.
- The drama continues.
- OK. [gasps]
"I know you've been with her"?
"I've given you everything, and you can't even call me back?"
"What kind of man treats the love of his life like garbage?"
- Mm, it's a fair question.
- I mean, this poor woman.
- She has what my abuela would call el radar dañado.
A bad picker. - Ah.
[phone ringing]
[gasps] What if it's him? - What if it's her?
- What if it stops ringing and we never find out?
- Hello?
- No!
I'm talking now!
- [softly] Ooh.
- I'm starting a new life!
And by the way, I did sleep with your brother.
[line clicks]
- Wow!
She's perfect for him.
- What do you mean?
She was probably a perfectly reasonable woman
before she met this monster.
- Yeah, but she didn't have to sleep
with the monster's brother.
- You don't know.
So often, the only option is sleep with their brother.
[upbeat music]
.
- Can I put the margarita salt next to the cayenne pepper?
- Of course. Why would you ask that?
- Because it might be inappropriate
for the two of them to be together
since the cayenne pepper is more powerful.
- I know what you're subtly trying to say,
and you're wrong.
- Bobbie, did we make a decision on ribs
or rib eyes for tomorrow's special?
- Ribs.
- You're the boss.
- Wow, that was bad timing, huh?
Wait, where are you going?
- To find out if I'm in a relationship
or an HR violation.
- I didn't mean to cause any trouble
between Bobbie and Emmett.
I just wanted to make her feel bad.
- Is that any better?
- Hey, why'd you say that?
- Say what?
- "You're the boss."
- [scoffs] Because you are.
- You didn't have to tell everyone.
- I'm pretty sure they already know that.
- You want to go antiquing with me, right?
- Yeah, sure.
- Hey, you know,
I don't think we can hit all the shops on Saturday,
so let's go on Sunday too.
- Ah, Sunday's football.
- Is that a problem?
I mean, you don't really have to watch that, do you?
- No.
I don't guess.
- Hey, why don't we skip the barbecue place for lunch
and go to the tea shop?
Yeah, you know, they've got the little lace doilies
and the tiny finger sandwiches.
- If that's what you want.
- You know what would be cute?
Let's wear matching outfits.
- OK, I don't have any bandannas that will fit you.
But what's really going on here?
- I think you're only doing what
I want because I'm your boss.
- [scoffs] What?
- Yes.
And you're thinking you need to keep me happy or I'll fire you.
- OK, listen.
When I say you're the boss, I don't really mean it.
I mean, I pretty much do what I wanna do around here anyway.
- Well, maybe I should fire you.
- And I don't need to make you happy.
I want to.
- Aw, really?
- Yes.
That's what men do for the women they care about.
[Bobbie chuckles]
The stupid stuff they hate.
- That's so romantic.
- I know dating the boss is truly
a bad idea for a lot of people.
But if it works for us, what does it matter?
- You know, I think that's what Isabella's
been trying to tell me.
Yeah.
Hey, don't tell her we had this conversation, OK?
- OK. - Thanks.
- You're the boss.
[both chuckle]
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- I had every right to-- would you let me finish?
Thank you.
You were being a hypocrite, and I refuse to feel bad
if it caused problems between you and Emmett.
OK? That's on you, not on me.
- Hey.
- I'm sorry, Bobbie, please forgive me.
- Ho, ho, ho, for what?
- I shouldn't have said anything about you and Emmett.
I just got frustrated
because you were being such a hypocrite.
- Gotta say I've heard better apologies.
And don't worry about us.
We're fine.
He thought it was funny, the butt.
- Good.
Are we OK, though? I don't like fighting with you.
- I don't like fighting with you either,
mainly because you're better at it than I am.
- Well, I had a lot of practice with my mom,
and she was really good.
- Hey, my daughter's no slouch either.
- Do you think that was the real issue here?
That I was sneaking around like you were my mom,
and you were all, "This is wrong!"
- You know, I ought to be mad at you for that,
but that's pretty good. [chuckles]
You know, you're so young that sometimes I forget
we're supposed to be equals.
- Well, from now on, you can work on that,
and I'll work on trying not to look so young.
[laughter]
- Deal.
Hey, if you want me to,
I can call Lucas up and tell him what happened.
- I don't know.
For a professor, he talked a lot about placekicking.
Yeah, I don't think that was going anywhere.
- Really?
You seemed pretty upset last night.
- Oh, I was just doing that to punish you.
- Now you really remind me of Gracie.
[upbeat music]
.
- You did what?
- Gabby thought it was important
we give this man his comeuppance.
And you know, it's Tuesday.
They're slow.
- OK, here we go. [chuckles]
I cannot wait to wipe that smug look off his cocky face.
- I heard that you have my phone.
- Your phone?
- It--it's one of the cellular phones.
That's it.
Thank you.
- OK, you, sir, at your age,
should have learned to treat women better.
- You're right.
- I'm sorry, sir, but these two read your text messages.
- And it seems you're not very nice to your girlfriend.
- That's my wife.
We like to keep it fresh...
with a little role-play.
- There you are, you dirty dog.
- You caught me tomcatting around town.
Oh, no, no, no!
- Yes. Yes, that is correct.
So now I'm gonna have to teach you a lesson, you naughty boy.
- Oh! - [chuckles]
- But lunch first.
- Oh, lunch, yes. - Yeah, yeah.
- [smooches] You're so right, sugar.
We have to take care of his blood sugar.
- These two snoops have been reading our texts.
- What?
- Put a little pizzazz in our game, huh?
- You're right. It did.
You know what?
You better give us your phone numbers,
and we can keep you in the fun.
- You know, I'm sorry,
but I don't give my phone number to strangers.
- [chuckling] Now she's worried about privacy.
[both laugh]
- It's your loss, sugar.
- Oh. - Right this way.
- Oh, all right. - Follow me.
- Say, honey, aren't you a tall drink of water?
- We apologize.
And to make it up, we'd like to buy your lunch.
- Oh, my goodness.
Look at Mr. Rockefeller here all of a sudden.
[chuckles]
- Well, hello, Red.
- I mean, I like antiquing, but not that much.
- You know what?
On second thought, here's my number.
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪