Love... Reconsidered (2024)

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Oh, yeah.

Seriously?

-So where do you summer?

-Where do I summer?

Usually at the Hamptons, yeah.

-Oh.

-The Hamptons.

Fabulous. Where?

You know,

it just changes all the time.

I just keep kind of

hip hopping around.

Oh, totally. The housing market

is ridiculous.

Insanity.

Absurd.

I'm in SAG.

-Same.

-Oh? We'll lunch.

Oh, f*ck off.

Alison, you haven't eaten

since '09.

Oh my God, stop it!

I'm blushing, you bitch!

Family.

Sisters.

What do you do?

Excuse me, miss?

I ordered a drink

20 minutes ago.

I'm sorry. You must be mistaken.

-I don't work here.

-No, I ordered it from you.

Uh, no. Definitely not.

Enjoy the party though.

So weird. I must have, like,

a twin or something.

Anyway, um,

I'm an entrepreneurship kind of.

What do you guys do?

Finance.

They call me the Golden Clit.

They can look,

but they can't touch.

Oh, oh, oh.

And she throws

this incredible event

every year.

- Stop! I hate you,

but I love you.

If you ladies will excuse me,

I have tonight's speech

to prepare for.

Kiss, kiss, kiss!

Oh, yeah. She is #superwoman.

Rumor has it that Gwyneth

tapped her to be

the next CEO of Goop.

- You're joking.

- She's not.

I'm not.

Anyway,

Eden's the best person to know

if you ever wanna get ahead.

Where have you been?

-I was helping with the guests.

-Bullshit!

You were schmoozing,

and I explicitly forbid

schmoozing.

Didn't you see the sign?

No, the other sign!

Look, when I gave you this job,

I told you there was

one thing I expected.

What do we want?

- Excellence.

- And when do we want it?

- Always.

- Always.

But no, I was not schmoozing,

I was networking.

The more people we know,

the more people we can serve.

-Well, fired immediately.

-But--

No, I don't pay you to network

or schmooze or complain.

I pay you to plate

and pass puffs. Out!

No, now. Go.

Are you eating the custard?

Spit that out.

Put that back in the cup.

We could still use that.

Oh my God. Animals.

Ladies, gentlemen.

As the city winds down

and Long Island heats up,

I wanna thank all of you

for donating your energy, time,

and resources

to Boas for Bora Bora.

We know how each and every one

of these young local girls needs

- a feathery, sparkly pink boa

to make her feel her best.

Cheers to you for making

this dream come to life.

Bora is just the beginning.

And bring on the summer!

No.

No, no, no, no, no don't call.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Bad Ruby.

It's just a phone call.

Just let him know

I'm thinking about him.

Hey. Uh, it's me.

Um...

I know our last conversation

was kind of strange,

so I just want to check in.

Um...

see how you're doing and everything.

- So... give me a callback,

I guess.

We're sorry,

the mailbox is full.

Please try your call

again later. Good-bye.

Should have just rubbed one out.

Come on, girls, help me out.

What am I supposed to do next?

- Ew, Dad.

- Gary!

What? It's fine.

Your ancestors d*ed

so we could have cereal.

What are you talking about?

Ruby, what are your plans

for the summer?

Ooh, are you gonna get

a real job?

Are you moving in with Noah?

Are you moving

out of this house?

No, it's Noah.

You can't be a cater waiter

for the rest of your life.

You know, it's just we haven't

heard his name lately,

he hasn't been around.

I told you you need to take that

economics course in college.

-Now it's too late.

-Is there trouble in Paradise?

Oh, my God, you guys!

I got fired from my job,

and Noah dumped me, okay?

And no, I don't have

another f*cking job, Dad.

And I don't have

another boyfriend, Mom.

Oh, my God.

Oh my God, I'm nauseous.

You see what you're doing

to your mother?

Listen.

It'll be okay, Booby.

Thanks, Dad.

Your possibilities are endless.

- Do you really think so?

- Yeah.

-Now you can get a real job.

-What?

- Dad!

- -Ruby, listen to your mother.

You're gonna go to shul.

Do not roll your eyes at me.

You go to shul

and you pray to God

to bring you

a nice Jewish doctor.

-Or better yet,

an orthopedic surgeon.

-Ooh.

-I mean,

how many bones are in the body?

-All of them.

-I mean, they work constantly.

-Yes.

Oh, no DOs.

They're not real doctors

-They're not.

-And do not date a chiropractor.

What, do they go

to college for, six months?

- A correspondence course.

- And with your neck.

- Oh, my God,

it still doesn't move an inch.

I can't believe

that happened to you.

Where are you going?

- Ruby.

- Sweetheart.

We're trying to help you.

- Sweetie, we love you.

- -We just want you to be happy.

Oh, Gary, I, I'm so nauseous.

-Here.

-No with the peanut butter.

-It helps.

-It's 24 hours a day

with the g*dd*mn peanut butter!

-It helps me.

-It's an illness!

-Lovely day, isn't it?

-What?

Just saying it's a nice day.

Beautiful.

Time for tea, I think.

Oh, let me help you.

-Here, grab a wing.

-Oh. Thank you, dear.

Bye.

- Hello.

- Hi. Oh, my God,

it's so good to hear your voice.

Ruby, I thought I made it clear

that I need space.

Right. Well...

...uh, do you know

when you think

you'll stop needing that space?

I shouldn't have

answered the phone.

But you did.

And it's for sure, you know.

And can I just say, how often

is it that you meet another Jew

who you actually want to date?

You know, instead of fantasizing

about dating the hot blond guy

or the hot Muslim guy

or the hot Greek guy

from the deli.

This is probably

too much information,

but I see the way

you look at the blonde,

leggy, waspy girl in yoga.

So I know we're

on the same page.

I just feel like we're meant

to be together, you know?

No, no. We're not.

Not right now, at least.

You can't take care of

yourself. And I don't have

the bandwidth

to do that for you right now.

Okay?

Okay, you're 30, and you've had,

like, 15 careers.

So? Most people have one career.

Two if they're lucky.

I am a boss bitch.

I just haven't figured out

what I'm supposed to be

bossing yet.

Look, that's,

that's great, Ruby.

Go find it,

um, on your own.

Listen, I got to go.

I am out east, and

- Dad'll be up soon,

so good luck.

Bye.

-Probably you just should have

rubbed one out.

-Oh, my God.

-Did you just eavesdrop

on my conversation?

-On my hobble home,

I realized I never got

your name, so I came back,

-and when I did--

-You stood there and listened?

-Exactly.

-Okay, well, that's very weird.

-Mmm.

-But also, I get it.

I had a terrible boyfriend, too.

-Epstein's lawyer. Hmm.

-Was your boyfriend?

Well,

we recently broke up.

Lawyers have a thing

for older women.

Dear, don't think twice

about that pisher.

He's... He's not a pisher.

Well, he kind of is.

But... he also kind of isn't.

-And anyway,

it's not any of your business.

-Hmm.

I also lost my f*cking job. God.

And I'm sitting here

on a park bench

talking to a stranger.

And frankly,

you seem a little...

Meshuggener?

Kind of.

My name is Golda.

Hi, Golda, I'm Ruby.

It's bashert we met.

I knew it the minute I saw you.

Come to my home.

What?

I don't know you.

You're probably a serial k*ller.

Would a serial k*ller admit

she was a serial k*ller?

-No.

-Then I'm a serial k*ller.

Come on,

I wanna show you something.

Wow, Golda,

this place is beautiful.

Thank you, dear.

Oh, watch out

for the kitty cats.

Do you know I've been

sitting on that bench

the better part of 30 years?

Not once has anyone

said hello to me.

Yep. Not till you, Bubala.

Here it is.

Wow.

You see anything you like?

Yes.

Honestly, this was the most fun

I've had in a really long time.

-Thank you.

-No, thank you.

I haven't gotten a chance

to show that stuff off in ages,

and you have a good eye.

What do you

want to do with that?

I don't know.

I'm just trying

to be relevant, you know?

Is that too much?

Never. It was honest.

I've been looking

for someone like you.

-You have?

-Mmm.

I have a storefront

in Southampton

called Magic Closet.

Haven't been there in ages.

Why don't you go run it for me?

Seriously?

God, you're like

a fairy godmother.

That is so nice of you to offer,

but I couldn't.

-You could.

-No, no, like,

I actually couldn't.

I can't sell anything, ever.

-I'm sure that's not true.

-No. It is.

My very first job

was in the back

of a Mr. Frosty truck,

and I kept telling everyone

that they could get

better ice cream at Hagen-Dazs

around the corner.

Yet again, honest.

You remind me

of a young Gwyneth.

-She's half Jewish, you know.

-Really?

Mmm. What can I say?

The ultimate shiksa goddess

loves her challah.

-I also love challah.

-Who doesn't?

And listen, I know a good bet

when I see one.

Besides,

you'll be in the Hamptons

the entire summer.

Talk about relevant, hmm?

Okay.

Door next door,

apartment upstairs key

should work.

Door next door...

apartment

upstairs key should work.

Oh. Come on.

You can do this.

You can do this.

I'm Gwyneth. I am a Goop.

I'm a boss babe.

Okay.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Hi, Golda, uh, it's Ruby.

Really hope you remember me.

Um, okay. I think someone's

actually living

in the apartment upstairs,

so I wasn't sure if there's

another apartment

or what the story is,

- but I, I don't have a place

to stay out here.

We're sorry.

The mailbox is full.

Please try your call

again later. Good-bye.

Okay. Okay, okay, okay.

-Ruby. What's up?

-Noah, Noah. Hi. Hi. It's Ruby.

Please don't, don't hang up.

- It's an emergency.

- Um, hello?

Hello? Noah?

-Hello.

-Yeah, yeah, I can't-- Um, okay.

- I just got out east and I don't have...

- a place to stay.

You should not come

and stay here.

- Um...

- You should...

come and stay here.

-What?

-What?

I shou--

I should stay over. Really?

No, um, you should not come.

Do not come.

Do... come.

I should come over?

-No, uh, no!

-Noah.

Noah!

Ruby.

I love you.

I, I don't love you, Ruby.

I don't love you.

I do not love you.

- I do... love you.

- I love you!

Ruby. I do not love you.

- I... love you.

- Okay, okay. I love you so much.

So much love. Ah!

I love love! Okay!

I'll see you soon!

Ru-- Ru--

Seriously?

Oh, my God.

Ooh, my God.

Amazing.

- Catch me!

- No.

Oh, oh.

I'm so excited to see you.

Oh. What's up?

-Is everything okay?

-Yeah.

Um, just surprised

that you called

and that you're here...

at my house.

You told me I should come over.

Just now.

You said you loved me, and...

Mmm, no, I said

that you shouldn't come over,

and that I don't love you.

Rube. Ruby cube, come on.

I wanna be clear.

Yeah, please! Be f*cking clear!

Because apparently,

you weren't clear

when I sucked your d*ck

for two and a half years.

Hardly any breaks

to completion with feeling!

-I thought you liked it.

-No one f*cking likes it.

I'm in a tough spot. Okay?

Can I just stay here for,

like, a few days?

-Even a "a" day?

-My dad's dying.

What?

Oh, my God, I had no idea.

Yeah, and I wanna be alone

right now. I'm sure

you can understand that.

Oh, my God. Of course. No.

Take all the time you need.

Like, don't even, don't even

think about me, obviously.

I mean...

You know,

you can think about me a little.

Like, I don't want you

to totally forget about me

in my time of need.

- Bad Ruby, bad Ruby.

- I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to make it

about myself again. Okay?

There's no pressure

for anything, ever.

Great.

Thanks, Ruby cube.

Bye.

Bye.

Oh, and also, um,

the alarm goes off

if there's a stranger

in the doorway for too long.

So you got, like,

30 seconds to vamoose.

- Hey!

- sh*t?

Yeah, I'd love that. Thanks.

Okay. That's good.

Hey!

So then...

- he tells me he's not

a relationship guy.

-Yeah.

-What an assh*le.

Where's the trust?

The commitment?

-I'm married to my girl,

33 years.

-Twenty-five.

Oh, my God. See, this is what

I'm talking about.

Where did the, the cowboys gone?

-You know?

-I'm trying to tell you, girl.

-So, Ruby,

where are you gonna stay?

-I don't know.

I'm just gonna

look for an Airbnb.

-Oh.

-No, no, no.

What?

-Mm-mmm.

-Call this guy.

-Okay.

-Just lost his renter.

He's a little out there,

but nice guy.

-Safe?

-Yeah.

Leave the U-Haul here, Ruby.

One of these guys

will give you a ride.

We got you, girl.

Now you're gonna be driving,

so you can't drink that.

-Uh, no.

You're gonna be driving.

-No. You're driving. Not me.

- No.

- -I'm not driving that thing.

Highways.

I don't know. Crazy.

Now that's the attitude

I wanna hear.

-Oh. Thank you.

-You're welcome.

Okay. Woah!

Watch your step.

Thank you so much, I love you.

I will call you tomorrow. Muah!

Bye.

-Hey. Are you the pizza?

-Hi.

No, I'm, I'm, I'm renting

the room, actually.

Uh...

right.

Right. I also ordered pizza.

That's why it's so weird

you rang.

We spoke, like,

ten minutes ago on the phone.

Who can tell these days?

-What?

-Anyway, come on in, roomie.

Thanks.

Welcome to my little bungalow.

And you take your shoes off.

I like to keep it neat and tidy.

- Sure.

- -Like, honestly, people say I'm a neat freak.

-I'm super a**l about it.

-Yeah, it looks like it.

Oh. Let me show you

your home away from home.

Here you are.

I know you ladies get cold,

so I gave you an extra blanket.

Those are towels.

Is there a shower?

Duh, girl.

Check it out.

Oh. Sorry, dudette.

Let me get this out of your way.

I can't believe I even had

this much stuff in there.

-It's crazy, am I right?

-Yeah. Totally nuts. So...

Well, it looks like

you're good to go.

What do you do

during the day time?

I usually hang around here

during the wakey-wakey hours,

-so you're welcome

to hang if you want.

-Oh, thanks.

Um, I'm actually opening up

a consignment store in town,

so I'll be pretty busy.

You're joking.

Have I got something for you.

-It's an antique photo album.

-Oh, wow.

John, is this your

high school yearbook?

-Yeah, it's vintage.

-Yeah. I can't take that.

Oh.

But hey.

I guess I can try, right?

Best roomie ever. Oh, God.

Oh, man,

I was so focused on the pizza,

I totally forgot

to tell you about rent.

Oh, yeah. How much do I owe you?

It's $150 a night,

plus $2,000 security deposit.

Cash only. No check.

Ooh.

Well...

Oh, my God.

Oh, you came to life.

Oh, my God.

I did, like,

40-something years ago.

Sorry.

No. Welcome to the neighborhood.

I'm Elijah,

your upstairs neighbor.

Yeah, I've heard you.

I, I've heard of you.

It's, uh, it's nice to meet you.

It's nice to meet you.

Wow.

This, this place is amazing.

- Oh, no. There's so much work.

- Sorry. Excuse me.

Um, do you carry

children's clothes

or just clothes for people

who are old enough

to regret their life choices?

Oh, yeah. Just clothes

for people

who still regret

their life choices.

- Yeah. Sorry.

- Izzy?

Elliot.

- Elijah. No.

- Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Sorry, I-- Single-mom brain.

I can't remember

my own name sometimes.

Oh, God, it's been ages.

- Yeah.

-We should grab a coffee sometime.

-No. You shouldn't.

-Oh, yeah, that would be great.

Great. Uh, oh,

call me at the store.

Okay? I got to run.

I am on the search

for some shorts

that will get my daughter

sent to the principal's office.

Bye.

Well, hey, if you ever want

to shop for yourself,

-you should come back, you know.

-Yeah, 2031. See you there.

Bye.

Well, it was nice to meet you.

Yeah. Excited to have you here.

I am. Yeah, definitely.

The store's been

empty for years.

Well, I'll just be upstairs

working if you need anything.

All right. Working.

-What?

-Nothing.

I'll see you later, neighbor.

Neighbor.

Pervert.

Ooh, winter wardrobe.

Boss lady CEO.

Oh, my God. John.

-What's up?

-I have something to consign.

No, I already told you.

I'm not taking items.

This is all from

one woman's closet.

No, no, you have to take it.

Is that a lollipop?

-Alec Baldwin sucked

on this lollipop.

-Oh, my God.

But I grabbed it

from the trash bin

as he threw it away.

This is invaluable.

No, John. No!

Oh, my God.

Oh, yeah! f*ck!

Wow!

-Oh, they're really going at it.

-Tell me about it.

See you at home.

f*ck me!

That's insane.

Oh, yeah. f*ck!

Come on.

- You're not a real

real estate agent.

Oh, it's not just a normal van.

You have

so many step moms, Vince.

And five makes an orgy.

Oh. Hey, Joanna, hi.

-Elijah. Hi.

-Good to see you.

-Oh, my God.

-How have you been?

Oh, good. I mean,

you know, the usual,

PTA, book drive,

Costco, Little League.

How does she do it all?

Oh, yeah. Right.

-I'm sorry, I got, I got to go.

-Oh, but you're coming

to the potluck on Sunday,

though, right?

-What?

-I'm making Rice Krispie Treats.

Oh my God, please come.

You have to come.

I want you to come so bad.

Please say you'll come.

-Oh, God.

-Will you come?

I want you to come.

- I...

- You're coming.

You have to come. Please come.

You're coming. You're coming.

I will try to come.

Okay, great. All right.

We'll see you there. Bye!

Bye.

Jesus.

That sounds like being

a single parent is no joke.

-It really does.

-Yeah, talk about being

the hunter and the gatherer.

Exactly.

And gatherings' benefits suck.

There's no dental plan and...

-Yeah.

-it's ridiculous.

Um. So what do you do?

Ah, I am an editor.

Oh. For movies?

Yeah, yeah. Movies. Uh...

- Mostly one genre.

- That's so cool.

I just work

in boring landscaping.

Most exciting thing that's

ever happened in my job

is when Jurassic Park came out,

and everybody wanted

a velociraptor for a hedge.

But, uh, my kids bring

-all the drama into my life.

-Uh-huh?

-Too blessed

to be stressed, right?

-Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh.

-Um.

-Yeah.

-Is everything okay?

-Ooh, yeah, yeah.

-Totally fine. Totally fine.

-Oh.

"I'm too you blessed

to be stressed."

I don't know why I said that.

It's like

the most mom thing ever.

It is. It's very mom.

It is very mom thing.

But, uh, that's not it.

I just realized

I spilled some water, is all.

-That's all it is.

-Oh, I didn't even notice.

Yeah, 'cause I did it

in the car before I walked in,

and I just actually just

remembered that I did it,

-and I'm super allergic...

-To water?

-Yeah. Yeah.

-Oh.

I gotta-- I should,

I should go clean up right away.

Oh, I got you.

I always have wipies in my bag.

Oh, no. No, Go-- Uh-huh,

I'm sure you do. That's awesome.

That is very good to have wipies

in case you're-- For your kids.

-Uh-huh. Special tissues?

-But I have special tissues.

Yeah, they're non-water-based

lotion in the tissue.

-And I got to-- I better do

this right away before...

-Oh, we just sat down.

Yeah, I know.

This has been so much fun.

Can we definitely

do this again sometime?

-Oh... Oh.

-I got to run out and I'm...

-Good-bye. Bye.

-Bye.

Hey, I got that chair you guys,

you, you were asking

about a chair earlier.

Do you remember that?

Shut up.

I'm so sorry about last week.

That was... weird.

I was weird.

I was weird, and I'm sorry.

-Did I say something wrong?

I mean, for you to

-No.

-God, no. Uh-huh.

-leave like that?

No. No, no, no, no.

I think you're great.

- I think you seem

pretty great, too.

Um, in a, in a weird way.

- But good weird, uh...

- Okay, I'll take it.

I just, I was a little confused.

Yeah. No, I get that.

Listen, I have heard it all.

I work in people's yards.

You would not believe the sh*t

people say when they don't think

the help is out there listening.

Okay. Were you in prison?

-What? No.

-DUI?

Uh... Well, not that I remember.

Another family you support

in Switzerland?

Holy sh*t.

How did you guess that?

But just for the chocolate.

Okay. Then what?

It's weird.

Oh, God. Uh, what is it?

No, no, it's not, it's not.

It's just that I, I--

Just say it.

- Just say it. Just say it.

- I... edit p*rn.

-What? I can't hear you.

-Hmm?

-What?

-Oh.

Uh... I edit p*rn.

Sorry. Could you just

speak up a little?

-p*rn, p*rn. p*rn, p*rn, p*rn.

-Oh.

-Wow.

-p*rn. I edit p*rn. I edit p*rn,

and p*rn does not

turn me on at all.

Moms do.

Live, laugh, love.

Don't talk to me

till I've had my coffee.

Leaning in moms.

Um...

-I'm a mom.

-Oh, believe me, I know.

But obviously, the, the dream

was to be a feature film editor,

a-- and it just,

you know, how things go.

It just came onto my lap, and...

Well, that's not

how I wanna say it.

I'm just saying, you know, like,

it's great health insurance,

401K, you know,

and it's, it's not like people

who do this

become more normal over time,

you know.

I just--

It's not a...

Look, if you never wanna

see me again, I get it. 100%.

Nobody wants the guy

who got into the guild

for his work

on Must Love Dongs 4.

Can I watch?

Hey, Golda, uh, it's Ruby again.

Um, I've left you

a couple of voicemails.

I don't know if your machine

is wonky or something,

but the apartment upstairs

is definitely occupied by,

I don't know if it's, like,

a few couples or maybe

a couple of throuples,

or som-- whatever.

- It's hard to tell,

but please call me back.

We're sorry.

The mailbox is full.

Please try your call again.

This is a real doll chase.

It's like, come on, Kiki.

-Embarrassing.

-We know. We've been

to Chinatown, too.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God! Ruby?

- What are you doing?

- Oh, my God!

I'm opening this store actually.

You're joking.

She doesn't look

like she's joking.

Obviously, Allison.

It's so cute.

What are you selling?

Uh, vintage.

It's, like, all vintage.

'80s, '90s.

Oh, so, like,

used people's clothing?

Sort of.

It's a little more interesting

than that, actually.

Consignment. Fabulous.

So this whole space is yours?

-Yeah, it is.

-Wonderful. You need my help.

-I do? I mean, I do, but--

-You do.

I know everyone.

I will introduce you

to everyone.

- It's like, remember last night?

- Mm-hmm.

It was so special.

I have a Jamaican nanny.

She's been with me forever.

Forever.

And I was at Argento last night.

It's such a fun spot.

So fun, so spotty.

Anywho,

we had a Jamaican server.

It was so crazy.

I was like, "Oh, my God,

you have to meet my nanny."

Mm-hmm. She said that.

And so I got Nanny Sandy

over there.

They meet,

they totally connected,

and now they have, like,

such a beautiful community

together.

I almost cried.

Turns out, I think,

they may kind of, like,

hate each other now.

But it doesn't matter

'cause I did my part.

- You truly did.

- Anywho, long story short,

it's hard out here

if you're not from here.

So, since I'm a giver,

I'm going to be your Ham tonight

slash Palm Beach

slash Telluride tour guide.

I'll be in touch.

Kiss, kiss, kiss!

-Wow.

-It looks like

you're the new flavor.

Good luck.

Okay.

Oh. This is adorable.

- Thanks.

- Finally.

I've been telling Golda

for years

to get someone in here

to take over.

Wait,

how do you guys know Golda?

Oh, everybody's in everybody's

business out here.

Yeah, so I'm learning.

I'm Carl, this is Scott.

And who are you, beautiful?

I'm blushing. I'm Ruby.

Can I help you guys

find anything?

-Oh, we'll just poke around.

-Okay.

Wait. What is this?

Oh, I'm so glad you asked.

Those are by this local artist,

Arco. He's amazing.

-Good eye.

-Ooh, we'll take it.

-Oh, no.

I was just looking, babe.

-But it really suits you, babe.

-I, I don't need it.

-But I want you to have it.

No, seriously, I'm, I'm all set.

Do you have a gift box?

Let me look.

-For f*ck's sake.

-Uh, give us a second.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

What, did that ring k*ll

your father or something?

Stop buying me things.

-What?

-It's, like, every time

we walk into a store.

You buy me a glassblowing vase,

or a gold-embossed tie clip,

or a Faberge f*cking trinket.

-Enough.

-Oh, no.

Your boyfriend likes

to buy you gifts.

How awful.

The struggle is real.

Let's go home. Okay?

I have that steak in the fridge,

and I don't want it

to over-marinate.

You said there was no such thing

as over-marinating.

-Shh.

-Well, I-- You said that.

So are you actually upset

because I buy you too much?

I'm not upset.

Sorry.

I must be reading your face,

voice, and body language wrong.

Seriously, how is treating

the man that I love a problem?

Oh. Oh. That's outstanding.

-Thank you.

-Mmm.

You know, I was going to buy us

tickets to Paris, but, uh...

I guess you wouldn't

wanna do that,

because it would be a "gift."

I would love to go to Paris.

It's, it's not that.

Then what is it?

I want to go back to work.

Work?

Is that a new club?

No. I want a job.

I want my own money.

I wanna be my own person.

You are.

You're my person.

Wow. Uh, there's a job

at Lunar Landscapes.

-Izzy told me. Why not?

-Absolutely not.

Because they do

our shrubbery, sweetie.

-So...?

-So when's the last time

you shrubbed?

I mean, why do menial work

when I make enough

for both of us?

Because I feel like a kept man.

And I'm, I'm more than that.

Enjoy your steak au poivre.

Oh, I will.

But begrudgingly.

Oh.

You're up early.

I have that job interview

at Lunar Landscapes.

To be a shrubber.

Why don't you just hop

in our backyard

and do our flowers?

I could save a couple

of grand on the gardeners.

I'll see you later.

Wait, did you make breakfast?

Uh, no. Did you?

I never make breakfast.

Oh, I never work.

See, we're both trying

new things.

Wh-- What am I supposed to eat?

I don't know, babe.

Just figure it out.

Bye.

Well,

if I were a breakfast...

...where would I be?

Nope.

Okay. I don't know

if this is such a good idea.

- Aren't you dating that bajillionaire?

- -Izzy, come on.

We've known each other

since we were, like,

in the womb.

Yeah. And you have

a totally different life now.

We are pruning

very different things.

Look, I am geared up,

and I'm ready to rumble.

So get this guy in the bushes

and let him chop, chop, chop.

Please. Just do it for him.

-Just, do it for me. Izzy.

-Okay, okay.

You know. I love you, but I...

I don't know.

Come on. I'm calling in

on that friend favor

that you owe me.

'Cause you remember

that time when I almost had to

bail you out of the--

Okay, okay. Fine.

Fine, fine, fine.

I will give you a trial. Okay?

Oh, God.

Thank you so much, Izzy.

-I love you, I love you,

I love you.

-Yeah. I love you, too.

Now get out of my office.

I just...

-...got here.

-Yeah. Now go.

Okay.

So, how was the interview?

It was fantastic.

Thanks for asking.

Did you get the job?

Do you care?

Am I not enough for you?

-Why would you even ask that?

-You're changing the rules.

The, the rules?

We had a rule book

when we started dating,

and now it feels, like,

you're in another game entirely.

We, we were playing hockey,

and now you're into

jai alai or whatever.

I just needed to know

that I could stand

on my own two feet.

That's all.

But if I can't provide for you,

why would you wanna

even be with me anyway?

Honey. No, no, no, no.

You, you provide for me

in so many ways.

You're my entire world.

That, that'll never,

ever change.

Did you eat?

Yeah, I'll...

-I'll go whip something up.

-Can I help?

Wait...

Really?

Really.

Yeah. Yeah.

Okay.

- Ruby! Kiss, kiss, kiss.

- Eden.

Oh! Oh, my God.

Okay, I know you said

that you could help me,

and I'm feeling

super overwhelmed.

-You are so vibes.

-Thank you.

I think

it's a good thing, right?

It's a whole mood.

Listen, let's go out tonight.

-Okay.

-I'll help you

help yourself, hmm? Hmm.

Oh. Sorry.

-I'm going to use your bathroom.

-Oh, sure, it's right--

I'm going to take a sh*t,

and I won't use an air spritz.

Oh, there's actually

a spray back there.

-You can...

-Ruby.

Would a man mask his scent?

I think it probably depends

on the volume and the intensity.

The answer is no, Ruby.

No, they wouldn't.

You grab life by the sphincter,

and you just f*cking do it.

Oh.

Rubicon.

Question I can't believe

I haven't asked you yet.

John.

I cannot consign human beings.

- What? This is my niece, Lucy.

- Oh, my God.

Sorry. Hi, Lucy.

Uncle J has told me

so much about you.

I just love you already!

And it's, like, we both have

the letter Y at the end

of our names.

Yeah.

Incredible.

John, are you crying?

What? No. I--

I just love

intergenerational connection.

- #inspired.

- Okay.

What did you wanna talk

to me about?

What? Duh.

Um, do you now or have you

ever had a ferret allergy?

-No.

-Because we just met

a guy outside.

He can get it for us at cost.

Oh. No, no, no.

I'm also not consigning rodents.

-Wait. Ferrets are mustelids.

-Just like otters or wolverines.

We're gonna

make you rich, Rubster.

Oh, I totes...

forgot to tell you.

Lucy's going to be staying

with us for a while.

I can't wait!

Ruby squared!

See you later. And I'm like,

I'm gonna k*ll myself.

So tell me

about your love life, Ruby.

Oh, well, there's not

that much to tell.

-I just broke it off

with this guy.

-Good.

Don't give him even a sip

of that kitty cat down under.

-My ex-husband scouted me

from the trading floor.

-Wow.

-Yeah

-Oh, my God, that's so cool.

He's still a dipshit, though.

Listen, take it from a bitch

who's been around the block.

-They're not worth it.

-Totally.

-Mm-hmm.

-I mean, I'm just, you know,

-I'm afraid I'll be, like,

alone forever or whatever, but--

-Get past it.

Get what you want.

-Want what you get.

-Yes.

-Mm-hmm.

-Totally.

The great Ranti Shanti

Shanti Lowenstein

- told me that on our pilgrimage.

Yeah.

Oh, my God, that's so cool.

Where was the pilgrimage?

I mean,

if you have to ask, you know.

Oh, yeah. Totally sorry.

Mmm. You've got this, right?

Sure.

Kiss, kiss, kiss.

Lizzie. Oh, my God,

let's do lunch soon, okay?

Oh, thanks.

Ruby. Ruby, Ruby, Ruby.

- Oh, that would look fabulous on you.

- -I know.

-Bitch.

I've got good news for you.

-What?

We're going to have the Boas

for Bora Bora event here.

-Ruby, you've earned it.

-Wow!

- I know! I know!

- Wow! Oh my God!

-Eden.

-Mm-hmm.

What an honor.

Well, I'm a little concerned

we're not big enough, though,

and that I maybe don't have

the, the capital

to throw a party.

-It sounds like a lot of cash.

-It's a total investment

in your future.

And I trust you completely.

-Really?

-I trust you completely.

Ta-ta for now. Kiss, kiss, kiss!

Oh. You have to pay

for the sunglasses.

Oh, my God.

Hello? Hello.

-Hi. I need some help.

-Yes, of course. How can I help?

Well, you know, I need something

that screams special.

-Mm-hmm.

-Unique.

-I am what's for dinner.

-Mmm.

I love that. Um, well,

nothing says unique

like vintage Gucci.

That's good, 'cause I have it.

Okay, okay.

Let me try harder. Ooh!

Oh, my gosh.

We just got in this amazing

Oscar de la Renta little tube.

Have it.

-Have that.

-I know.

What a closet.

Okay, I'll try harder.

Oh, wait a second,

wait a second.

This, this is something

like I'm looking.

This is fabulous.

Oh, well,

that's just a costume jewelry.

-It's 20 bucks.

-I'll give you $15.

-No, sorry. It's 20 bucks.

-Yeah.

No, I can give you $15.

I cannot pay a penny more.

I just can't.

-Okay. Yeah, $15 is fine.

-Oh, good.

No. Oh, wait. Sorry.

Let me wrap that up for you.

-Oh! No. Here,

I've got it for you right here.

-Please let me get you a box.

-No, no, no, no,

I don't need one. That's fine.

-Okay.

Bye. You know, it's great.

It's fabulous.

-It was very good to see you.

-You too.

-Have a great afternoon.

-Yes. Be well.

-Bye-bye.

-Bye.

Wait. Oh, Jesus.

Dan, no, I said I wanted

the white nectarines,

not the yellow peaches.

They look the same

at the supermarket.

Oh, no, no,

'cause they're not the same.

Because you don't pay attention

to things that I care about.

Right? So, they-- No, it's not.

It's like you bringing home

Katherine Heigl.

-And I said, Rachel McAdams.

-You sound like an assh*le.

You know, at least I know

where mine is.

-It was one time!

-It was not one--

Damn it. Let it go! What is--?

Hi, honey.

We didn't

hear you come in.

Did you eat? Do you want me

to make you something?

I ate at Ollie's.

I'm gonna go up to my room.

Well, she's always at Ollie's.

I never know what' going on.

You go. Oh, fine.

See, I know where

your assh*le is, though.

Why is it

so hot in here? It's...

-It's because you're

premenopausal.

-Oh.

Just, I mean,

we could just open something.

Could open a window.

Well...

Do you hate me?

What?

Do you hate me?

I mean, uh,

should we even try anymore?

I will not go

to that therapist again.

Well, I...

I wanna try if...

...you want to.

I don't hate you.

I do wanna try, but I don't know

what you want anymore.

I...

I was at Argento earlier

with Carol,

and she said...

She had an idea about something

that really helped her marriage.

And?

Well she said there are these...

...these swingers set ups...

...were somewhat helpful.

Carol, who's married

to monotone Mark?

I know. It's crazy.

Well, how exactly does it work?

Well, they-- Um...

I think there's an agency,

and they match you up

with people

that might match your interests.

So you call them up,

you put in, like, your thing?

It's like, "Hey,

I like to do things,"

and they just-- And they

chill with other people...

-They go through the Rolodex.

-...who do those things.

So you thought about this?

Well, I--

Oh, I, I, I just thought...

I don't know.

I'd like to see.

So there's an agency?

Monotone Mark.

Sweet dreams.

It's still hot in here.

Maybe this wasn't

such a good idea. I don't...

Yeah, maybe we should, uh...

Oh.

Hi.

Well...

They look eager.

Oh. Okay.

- Yes. Yeah.

- Oh, well, you seem--

I, I-- It's just we,

we just started.

We, we didn't know

what to expect.

-No, it's--

We didn't know either.

-Okay.

But I, I, I have to say,

I, I don't know.

You guys are really great.

-Oh.

-Really great.

That's nice.

Here's to whatever

this

is.

- That's great.

- That's good.

-You can do it.

-Mmm, yeah, yeah.

-You can hear me, right?

-It is good, it is...

So, uh...

...should we...?

-Well, we brought--

-We brought some reinforcements.

- Make you feel more comfortable.

- Oh.

Here she goes.

When was the last time

you smoked a doobie?

Oh.

-Wow.

-Mmm.

Gosh.

-A doobie.

-It is.

- To us!

- To us.

Well, that was just amazing.

I feel like I have

a totally different perspective

on marriage.

Me too. I, I can't wait

to see them again.

Should we host next time

or get a hotel or...

I want a divorce.

Hey there.

Let me know if you need

help finding anything.

-I'm just looking. Thank you.

-Sure.

-Oh, my God, isn't that amazing?

Can I start you a fitting room?

-Uh, sure.

Great. Oh, keep looking.

There's, like,

so much cute stuff.

-Um, I think I'm gonna pass.

-Oh, bummer.

But, you know, come back.

We got new stuff in

literally all the time.

So, you know,

whenever you have time.

-Yeah, cool.

-Cool. We'll see you soon. Bye.

Oh, f*ck!

Stop! Thief!

Oh, my God, my boobs.

Oh, I love what you're wearing.

Thanks. It's vintage.

La Perla-esque with a semi-sheer

bra and panty set

from Florida Mall.

Oh, right there. Oh! Yes!

-Paige.

-Yes!

-Paige, I'm not--

-Yes!

-I'm not touching you.

-Yes!

Oh, that doesn't matter.

Um, it's what the girls

are supposed to do.

You have to really show

that you like it.

-It's all over p*rn.

-Oh.

Cool. Okay.

Am I doing it right?

Um, yeah, but, um,

you have to make it

kind of gruntier

and louder before you put it in.

Oh, yes!

-Oh!

-Paige, should I put it in?

Um, Oh, yes! Daddy!

Yes, I want you. Oh, my God!

-Put in your big cock.

-Oh.

- Oh!

- Okay.

-Ow.

-Are you okay? Is this okay?

Uh, yeah, yeah. Keep going.

It's, um, it's supposed to hurt.

Ow! Ow!

Ow! Oh, my God!

Oh! Oh, my God! Yes!

Oh, my God, I'm gonna come.

I mean, I'm gonna squirt, um...

-Wait, what?

-I'm squirting.

What's squirt?

What are you squirting?

- Yeah.

- Down the-- Do-- Down there?

Yeah. You were just in

so deep, Daddy, that, um...

-That, um...

-Paige.

-I just...

-I--

-I wanna stop.

-Wait.

-What?

-I--

I don't know

what you're doing, and...

this, this feels weird.

W-- Was I not loud enough?

I was practicing earlier.

I thought this was

how it was supposed to sound.

What? Why were you practicing?

Um, because, I don't know,

um, because I...

I felt that if I was bad at sex

that you would break up with me.

So I watched

all this stuff online, and...

I thought guys really liked it

when girls screamed and stuff.

Why would I break up with you?

Mmm?

You're my girlfriend.

Which means we're probably gonna

love each other forever.

Holy sh*t!

This costs $400?

Did your mom

actually buy this for you?

Not really.

I kind of borrowed it.

From who?

Ollie.

-Um.

-Paige. What is going on?

Hey, mom. I didn't know

you're gonna be home so early.

-Hey, Mrs. Shemanski.

-It's really no big--

-Oh, my God.

-We were just, uh...

-Yeah, it's okay, we were just--

-Paige. Go home. Now.

-What are you wearing?

-Oh, it's, uh,

it's vintage

La Perla-esque, and...

Okay, Ollie,

walk Paige to the door, please.

And then we're gonna talk

about your behavior.

Yeah, Mom. Sorry.

Will you please promise

not to tell anyone about this?

I feel really dumb.

My lips are sealed.

And by the way,

I think it's really sexy the way

you wear your normal jeans

and sneakers and stuff.

Ollie. Hi, it's Ruby.

Uh, I know we haven't spoken

in a really long time,

but I could really, really,

really use your catering skills,

um, out east this weekend.

I know you have

a house out here,

so if you're out here,

please call me. Um...

- We're sorry,

the mailbox is full.

Please try your call

again later. Good-bye.

Jesus, does no one pick up

their phone anymore?

What is up?

Hey.

Uh, hi.

What are you doing here?

Uh...

Dad d*ed

last week.

Oh, f*ck.

I'm so sorry.

So he seemed better today. No?

Honestly?

Honestly.

He's dehydrated

and he's not eating as much.

It's not a good sign.

How much time do you think?

Days at most.

Listen, I might be overstepping,

but is there someone

you could call?

A girlfriend maybe?

Boyfriend?

No.

What about you?

No husband? Wife?

A weird throuple

you're not telling anyone about.

In my dreams.

Honestly same.

Come with me.

What, am I drinking alone?

So, um...

what do we do when he...

...you know, goes?

Well, we have to wait

for the coroner,

which can take anywhere from

two hours to six,

depending on how busy they are.

Well...

- So what do,

just wait here till it happens?

- Yep.

Well, I will, at least.

You can, by all means,

go to a hotel.

There's absolutely no pressure

if it's too much.

No. I'll wait.

You have a very unique job.

I make a living

by being with the dying.

It's a very circle-of-life

employment experience.

Yeah, my mom was a nurse.

Different, obviously, but...

She also loved it.

She passed when I was 15.

Are you hungry?

And voila !

The perfect compliment

to death and liquor.

Sorry.

Could you maybe

cut off the crusts?

That's how my mom

used to make them.

Oh, okay. Sure, no problem.

Thanks. And also,

if it's not too much trouble,

could you maybe see

if there's any mook?

Mook?

Sorry. I meant moo-- Milk. Milk.

Mook is how I used to say milk

when I was a kid.

-Oh. Mook.

-So embarrassed.

Don't be. Mook it is.

You're right.

-It's perfect.

-Yeah.

Stick, stick with me, kid.

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Can I say it's like

having a weird dream?

Uh... Okay.

I think it's time for bed.

You kind of remind me of my mom.

Yup. Super weird.

And I think you're

the most beautiful woman

that I've ever met

in my whole life.

Um...

f*ck!

-I'm sorry.

-It's okay.

Oh! That's dead weird.

-Forget I said that.

-It's okay, it's okay.

You're such

a good caretaker, Marie.

I really need that

in my life right now.

It's literally my job,

so no sweat, um...

I know this is

a really difficult time for you,

and I, I think we should

get you to bed.

Together?

-No, Noah! Not together.

-Snuggles?

-Absolutely not.

-Please, Marie!

Please.

My dad is going to die.

I need you right now,

Marie. Please!

Shh. Please lower your voice.

I will not lower my voice ever!

-Okay. Wha-- What are you doing?

-Cuddles.

Cuddles, Marie!

- Jeez...

- Cuddles.

Okay. What about,

what about a story?

Do you want a story?

And they lived

happily ever after.

The end.

Okay, time for sleep.

Marie.

Could you give me Mr. Teddy?

He's on the nightstand.

Ruby.

You mean so much to me.

- I do?

- You do.

I know you've always

been there for me.

Noah.

I'm really sorry that you're

going through this, but...

Please, please.

Just hear me out.

I've been a real assh*le.

Yeah. That's true.

But I'm proud of you, Ruby.

Running a store

and getting yourself out here.

It's no easy feat.

Thanks.

-You're having a party

this weekend?

-Yeah.

I'm hosting the Boas

for Bora Bora

annual kickoff party.

-Hence the boas.

-Yes, hence all the boas.

Let me help you.

-Really?

-Really.

Are you sure?

Okay.

What's the point

of the other ones?

I don't know, man.

I didn't make this sh*t up.

Uh, so.

-So?

-What are you wearing

this weekend?

Hmm. God, I don't know.

Okay, the party is Y2K themed.

-Oh, my God.

-So I guess

a lot of smaller items,

like this guy that I found.

You should put that on.

I can't.

You can.

-You can.

-No.

-No.

-You can. Come on.

Come on.

-Come on.

-Come on, Noah.

Stop.

I can't believe I'm doing this.

I look like discount Spice Girl.

You spice up my life.

Oh, yeah. I'm sure.

Okay, here we go.

You look good.

-Ruby cube.

-Yes?

You know, you're one of my

favorite people, right?

Yes.

-That was...

-Missed you, Ruby cube.

Missed you.

I missed you, too.

Can I, can I help you

this weekend?

-Yes.

-Yeah?

Triple yes.

I'm yours.

Where do you winter?

There's no such thing

as wintering.

No. January's winter.

So these are some of my photos.

What did you sh**t this on?

A camera.

Did someone say

Gwyneth is coming?

Someone always says

Gwyneth is coming.

Oh, I am so sick

of these phony parties.

Seriously, it's so desperate.

Cute store though.

So then, I say to Gwennie,

Gwennie bear,

"If I use your vag*na candle

one more time,

you're gonna have to blow me."

Refill! I know right?

She loved it.

She just fell about laughing.

Oh, my God, she thinks

I'm the funniest thing.

-Hey, Eden, um,

can I talk to you?

-Oh. Hi, Ruby cube.

-I didn't see you there.

I'm a little busy.

-Oh, actually it's important.

Um, sorry, my ladies,

you know hostessing duties.

Hey. Is anybody coming to help?

'Cause I kind of feel like

all I'm doing is

-passing out appetizers--

-Hors d'oeuvres.

-Hors d'oeuvres.

-Right.

But I feel like

all I'm doing is working.

Darling. Oh, come on,

you need to pay your dues.

Everyone goes through this.

Trust me.

Your time will come.

This is how you get

into the Hamptons.

Come on. Trust your mama mentor.

Yeah, but I can't really

have spent all this money--

Hang in there.

I hear Gwyneth might come, too.

We're besties. I'll intro you.

-Really?

-Oh, come on.

From one boss bitch to another.

Oh, my God, Raphael!

You made it!

So are these

dead people's clothes?

I don't think they're all dead.

I love it. Do it again.

Come here you.

Oh, my God! Ruby! Hi!

This, this party was so special.

Sorry. I thought, um--

She said people had gone,

and I thought--

You thought!

What the f*ck, Noah?

You thought I was gonna leave

my own store

- with feather f*cking boas everywhere?

- -Uh...

Technically,

we're both owners now.

-What?

-I mean, it's obvious

that I'm the reason

you're successful here.

Golda's been trying to pawn

this puppy off for years.

-You know Golda?

-Everyone knows Golda.

She's a kook.

Noah, honey, a little help here.

But I called her and we talked,

and I'm in charge now.

Eden can really help

you out, Ruby. I mean...

She's just got such an amazing--

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!

So you're stealing my job

and my boyfriend.

Is this for f*cking real?

Oh, my God.

No, no, no. Sweet, sweet Ruby.

You can still totally work here.

But for this guy over here.

Honey, he just needs

a little TLC.

She's just

so emotionally nurturing.

I really need that

right now, Ruby.

I mean, you know,

death is just so hard.

f*ck you!

f*ck you!

Oh, please clean in the morning.

Love you, Mina. Bye.

Come here you.

Hi, guys, um...

It's me. Um...

I think I made a mistake

by coming here,

and I'm really struggling.

We're sorry.

The mailbox is full.

Please try your call

again later. Good-bye.

I get it!

No one ever f*cking picks up

their phone ever!

f*ck you!

Yeah, well, it's always

yell o'clock somewhere, right?

God.

Oh, I'm getting out of here.

My life is a mess.

The store is a mess.

I don't even know

why I came here to begin with.

I hear ya.

You wanna pickle, though?

Thanks. I'm good.

Listen. Boss lady. Mama bear.

Big cheese-moving,

honeypot-stirring, thirst-trap

power player.

I will say this.

There are crunchy pickles

and there are soggy pickles.

You're a cruncher.

Take that as you will.

There's literally no way

to take that.

You know, Uncle J has had

tons of wannabe boss ladies

move in here, but none

of them have stuck it out.

Except for you.

You're Jeff Bezos,

but with hair,

and you're not a sociopath.

And if you are,

you're really good at hiding it.

Thank you.

sh*t happens.

You just got to move forward.

Be a crunchy dill.

Be a crunchy dill.

Hello.

Golda! Hi, it's Ruby.

I've been trying

to reach you for literally ages.

Sorry. Phone was disconnected.

So many voicemails.

Probably from me. Uh...

Okay, I wanted to talk to you

about the store, and the...

Mm-hmm. So, yeah,

there's also no apartment.

Oh, right. Sorry, I forgot.

I gave it to my nephew.

Were you gonna

tell me about that?

You seem

like a resourceful girl.

Right. Okay, well,

there's a woman named Eden,

and she's trying to

take over the store.

I don't know any Eden.

I know you.

The store is yours to do

whatever you'd like with.

- It's your time to shine,

Ruby cube.

-Bye.

-No, Golda. Oh.

No.

Ruby!

Oh, my God,

what is going on?

The place looks like sh*t.

Let's get moving,

my eager beaver.

Eden, the store...

does not belong to you.

Noah! Get the f*ck out!

Technically, it does.

I'm part owner.

No, you're not.

I worked my ass off,

and then you two decided

to waltz the f*ck in,

and try to take over.

- I'm thinking a curated art exhibit next.

- -Mmm.

What do you think,

honey bear, huh?

Whatever you think, mama mentor.

Yeah, huh. Mmm.

Oh, my God, Jesus.

Now, look, here's the T, Ruby.

You either let me do what I want

or I ruin you.

No one will ever shop here.

And you will never, ever be me

or the next Gwyneth,

for that matter.

-What's up, guys?

-Hey, John.

Candi?

What? No, my name's not Candi.

It's Eden.

It's so nice to meet you.

No, it's not.

It's Candi with an "I."

-Class of '98.

-That's not me.

I, I went to boarding school

in the Alps.

f*ck off, Candi.

Our dads raised a state fair

winning pig together.

Lyle, Lyle, pig-odile.

Rube, you have

that yearbook I gave you?

-I knew this was valuable.

-Oh, shut up.

Yep. Here she is.

That doesn't even look like me.

- It does.

- It doesn't!

- It does.

- It does not!

-It definitely does.

-f*ck.

Fine. Maybe it is me.

And maybe I am

a remorseless bitch, but...

come on, you can't tell anyone.

You're better than that.

Besides, if I have to face

consequences for my actions,

I'll never learn.

Well, it seems we're in just

a little bit of a pickle,

Candi.

What are you gonna do?

-I'm not gonna do anything.

-Really?

Yes, but you will leave

my store now,

and never come back.

But where am I supposed to host

all of my events, my parties?

I don't care anywhere

that will have you.

Just not here.

-Let's go, Noah.

-Yeah, um...

Sorry, I'm kind of into women

that are self-sufficient.

I mean, you're not even

like a cool older woman.

You're like a lame older woman.

Ugh. Noah.

-Get out!

-What?

I thought we could,

you know, talk again.

Both of you. Now!

Noah bear.

Noah bear.

If you're ever in the market

for a new mentor, call me.

I'm actually a lawyer, a doctor,

and a forensic anthropologist.

Is that a thing?

It is in the Hamptons.

That was epic!

You queen of the universe.

John, I'm not the queen

of the universe.

But thank you for your help.

No problemo.

Yeah, we've got

a mess to clean up.

Yeah.

I'm gonna call the guys.

-Thank you.

-Yeah.

Hey!

Ho!

Yeah!

The girl who stole the La Perla.

I'm Paige.

-Hi, Paige.

-Here is all of your stuff back.

-Oh.

-Don't worry, I washed it all.

-Thank you.

-We would love to

help you clean up.

Oh, yeah.

Thanks. I'll take it.

Are you guys...

Are you guys

boyfriend-girlfriend?

We're soul mates.

Must be nice.

I believe in you.

...surprise you with

salsa dancing. It's the music...

- Oh, my God.

- Oh, hey, look at this.

-Hi, guys.

-It looks so good.

-Are you guys together?

-Yes.

-Oh.

-I wish we could stay,

but we actually have to go

to a PTA meeting.

Bye.

Lovebirds.

Look, who's

the bonafide boss babe now.

-Hit me.

-Hit you.

So, weird question.

No ferrets, John.

Different type

of weird question.

Want to go out sometime?

I think I'm good...

for now.

All right. See you at the house.

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