05x15 - The Fierce Awakens

[bunniefuu]

You're getting in on the ground floor

of the hottest new fashion
house in San Francisco.

What makes you think you're
cut out to be my assistant?

You were looking for the restroom, weren't you?

Downstairs to the right.

I need someone with people skills,

who can take notes, organize,

help with presentations and is always alert.

[snoring]

Are you sleeping?

I'll let you know.

Okay. Yeah. Well, this resume is impressive.

Um, just one question. Which one of you is Jeff?

That's what I was afraid of.

[sighs] I can't believe it.

Twenty interviews, and my
best option is Jeff the dummy?

What's up with that?

I know. Can you believe she's doing lip kits now?

Ashley is such basic garbage.

I love her so much.

Who are you?

I'm Nikki. I'm your three o'clock.

Um, it's : .

Okay. So I'm your : .

Gotta go. Hate you. Love you.

Thanks. I'm literally dying of thirst.

I poured that for me.

I don't think you want
it. It's not even bubbling.

-I think it's expired.
-What?

Nikki, is it? Hey, Nikki. You know,
I don't think this is gonna work.

Babe, it has to.

My dad says the only way for me
to get my trust fund is if I have a job.

What even is that?

So you want me to hire you
even though you are unqualified,

unmotivated and uninterested?

I can also be unpaid.

You're so hired.

♪ Ha ha! Let me tell you something ♪

♪ Had my vision all worked out ♪

-♪ But then life had other
plans ♪ - Tell 'em, Mom ♪

♪ It's crazy when things Turn upside down ♪

♪ But you gotta get up And take that chance ♪

-♪ A new city, I'm finding my
way♪ - It's gonna take some time ♪

-♪ Yeah, we're gonna be okay ♪
-♪ You know I got it, right? ♪

♪ It might be wild But you
know that we make it work ♪

♪ We're just fam caught up
In a crazy world, come on! ♪

-♪ It's Raven's Home ♪
-♪ We get loud! ♪

-♪ Yeah, Raven's Home ♪
-♪ It's our crowd! ♪

♪ Might be tough But
together we make it look good ♪

♪ Down for each other like family should ♪

-♪ It's Raven's Home ♪
-♪ When it's tough ♪

-♪ Yeah, Raven's Home ♪
-♪ We got love ♪

♪ 'Cause no matter the weather
You know we gonna shine ♪

♪ There for each other You know it's our time ♪

[laughs] Yep, that's us.

Hi, I'm here to see Ms. Baxter.

Sweetie, I don't know who you're talking about.

Oh, hey, Ivy.

Oh, hey, Ms. Baxter.

Oh, you're Raven Baxter.

People have been calling for you all morning.

Who is that?

That's my new assistant, Nikki.

-[scoffs] -Don't worry. I'm
not paying her anything.

Oh, yeah, it's still too much.

So, Booker said you wanted to see me.

I did. Check it out.

This is my new collection.

And I want you to model it for
the launch of my online shop.

Model? Really? Me?

Yes, you.

You are smart. You are
confident. And you are beautiful.

You are perfect for this.

I mean, I've always considered
myself more brains than beauty,

but if you think I have both, who am I to argue?

-So you'll do it?
-I'd love to.

Oh, thank you so much!

-All right, Nikki, send her the details.
-No problem.

What are the details?

Really? Yeah.

Uh, we have a photo sh**t.
Here. Tomorrow. At : .

-Did you get all that?
-Got it.

Can you email it to me?
Because I already forgot it.

Booker, we've been doing such a
good job keeping our relationship a secret.

-Should we be here?
-Don't worry.

My mom's caught up at the
design studio, so we're all good.

Okay.

Well, in that case

[singsongy] happy "sneak-iversary"!

[clicks tongue]

Girl, I love

ketchup socks.

Oh, well, remember?

The first time that we met,

I asked for ketchup, and
then you gave me napkins.

-That's called game.
-[keys jingling]

My mom's home!

[door opens]

What are you up to?

Nothing.

Oh. 'Kay.

So you're just sitting at home alone
reading a copy of Single Mom Monthly?

Fine. Cami's here.

[gasps] No. [Scoffs]

I just thought that blanket was
rocking some knee-high boots.

Look, Alice, you can't tell my mom we're dating.

I wouldn't dream of saying a thing.

For ten bucks.

-Fine. Here.
-Thank you.

Each.

What you waiting for? Pay the girl.

-But I don't have any cash.
-Oh, that's cool.

I take cards.

[beeps]

Yeah. Right there.

That's nice.

[groans]

Okay. Nikki, a little help, please!

Now?

Yes.

I'm not not paying you so you can
sit around and stare at your phone.

Fine. What are we even doing?

I'm trying to finish this
dress for the sh**t tonight.

You know who would look cute
in this? The principal's daughter.

-Who?
-My new social media obsession.

Remember? The video you made
me stop watching to do whatever this is.

Today I paired these cute combat boots

with this green skirt that's
serving up m*llitary realness.

Ugh. It reminds me of my
mom who is such a dictator.

Like this one time she made me go to Cabo

That's Cami.

You know her?

That's who you should get to model your clothes!

She has, like, a million followers.

I can't. I already booked Ivy for the sh**t.

Besides, I'd never ask Cami.

Everyone is loving the post.

Your online shop already
has so many new followers.

I'm thinking I should ask Cami.

[gasps] You're ditching Ivy for Cami.

Ruthless.

Turns out the devil wears yoga pants.

Compression pants.

I am not ditching Ivy, all right?

I'm replacing her with a more
well-known and influential face

that will just boost and get my brand out there.

I am definitely ditching Ivy.

Raven, relax. It's just business.

You're right. We're not doing anything wrong.

But you should probably keep this
from Ivy until you know Cami's in.

Don't you mean we should keep this from Ivy?

Did you just make me a partner?

More like an accomplice.

Whoa! Slow down. I need to "ketchup."

Aw! You're wearing them.

And I got something for you.

It says queen on it because you're my queen.

Ooh.

Hey, Ms. Baxter! What are you doing here?

Well, first, I really like your hat.

Yeah. I got the same one. Booker gave it to me.

Oh, really?

So Cami, I, um I need to talk to you.

Me? O-Okay.

Ms. Baxter, what you doing
here? Is this about the sh**t?

No, no, no, no, no. This is-- This
is definitely not about the sh**t.

-Okay. Good.
-Good. Yeah, all good.

-No reason to be nervous.
-W-Why would I be nervous?

No, I just said there's no reason to be nervous.

Great. Yeah. Because I'm not.

-Good. Neither am I.
-Yeah.

There's like no reason to be-- to be nervous.

See you tonight.

That was weird.

Did you gift me your mom's hat?

How's that? Do I look "model-y"?

How do I put this?

No.

[sighs] Why did your mom have to
come down to the school and freak me out?

I'm so nervous. You know, maybe I should quit.

No, you can't quit. All right?

My mom's counting on you. You're gonna do great.

I'm gonna be here for you every step of the way.

-[cell phone chimes]
-Thank you.

Oh, it's Cami. She wants me to meet her. Bye.

-Look, you got this. Modeling's easy.
-[Scoffs] Yeah. How would you know?

Because I was Little Mr. San Francisco

three years in a row.

What is that?

Oh, it's like Little Miss San
Francisco but for little misters.

-Wow. That is so embarrassing.
-Yeah.

-You won three years in a row?
-Mm-hmm.

Neil, you have to help me!

Sorry, but I swore I'd never model again.

[groans] Neil, please.

-I can't.
-Ms. Baxter is counting on me.

Can't believe I'm gonna do this.

-All right.
-Okay.

The secret to being a great model is

you have to harness the power
of [British accent] the Fierce.

-The what?
-The Fierce.

-The what?
-[normal voice] The Fierce.

It's the savage energy
that flows through all models

and gives them their "fabuliciousness."

I need to see the research on that.

All you need to see is this.

-[choir vocalizing]
-[gasps]

It's so beautiful.

Neil, make me one with the Fierce.

Hey. Why are we meeting here?
You want my mom to see us?

-Yes.
-No! The answer's no!

It's always no.

Booker, sneaking around used to
be fun, okay? But I'm done hiding.

I mean, what are we so afraid of?

My mom! Hide!

Oh.

Hey, Mom! What you doing?

I'm just here kickin' it solo.

-You going to work?
-Listen

Oh, you're sitting down. Okay.

-I had a vision--
-Of course you did.

Because you're a visionary

who envisions things and makes them happen.

You right.

But my vision was--

♪ You're a visionary, visionary ♪

♪ You a visionary mama Ooh ♪

I love that song.

So what did you wanna talk about?

Listen, I know you're over Cami,

and you said you never wanted
to talk to that basic girl again--

[laughing] I-- I never said basic.

-Those are your words.
-Those are not my words.

-I got that from you. You said basic.
-I would've never called her basic.

-I think you would have.
-What do you want?

Well, I want Cami to model in my photo sh**t,

but the problem is, I already asked Ivy.

Oh, no. I just saw Ivy, and
she's totally freaked-out.

I'm sure she'd be fine not doing the sh**t.

Really? That's perfect. Do you
think you can ask Cami for me?

Yeah!

I mean, I can try to get in touch with her.

That's perfect. Thanks, babes.

Hey, Cami, did you hear that?

The part where you called me basic?

You're missing the point.

If you model for my mom, she'll
see the amazing girl I adore.

We can stop sneaking around.

-There has to be an easier way.
-Trust me, this is the easier way.

[leaf blower whirring]

[shouting] How am I doing?

-What?
-I said, how am I doing?

You don't have to yell.

[normal voice] What's with
the leaf blower anyway?

To become one with the Fierce,

a model must be able to shut
out all external distractions.

Also, makes your hair look good.

-Are you sure this is gonna work?
-Trust me!

I have a plan!

Hit it, Alice.

[Ivy screaming]

I meant the music.

Oh, I know.

[music playing]

Shouty face! Pouty face. Shouty face! Pouty face.

Come on, Ivy! You can do this!

-Yes! Yes!
-[grunts]

Now pose!

How'd I do?

-Getting better.
-Okay. Can I see?

-No.
-No.

Duck face. Yuck face.

Ducky face. Yucky face.

I think she's getting it!

[choir vocalizing]

You did it.

You found the Fierce. [Sniffles]

My work here is done.

Now go! Go!

My mom was so excited
when I told her you were in.

-So you have nothing to be scared of.
-Scared?

Booker, I've modeled in Fresno.

By the end of the sh**t,
your mom is gonna love me.

-Maybe even more than she loves you.
-Okay.

[mimics tires squealing]
Let's not get carried away.

[gasps] There's my model.

Thank you so much for doing this for me, Cami.

I know this must be weird for the two of you.

Why would it be weird?

Well, because you haven't
talked since you broke up.

-Right.
-So weird.

Please, Ms. Baxter. I'm happy to help.

Oh, are these your designs?

[scoffs] Yes.

-Wow. I am totally fangirling.
-Oh, that's sweet.

Nikki, why don't you show
her to the dressing room?

I'm Nikki, Raven's assistant.
I'm obsessed with you.

You being here? Kinda my
idea. And by kinda, I mean totally.

Wow. This is really working out.

I bet Ivy was relieved when you
told her she didn't have to do it.

I didn't talk to her, Nikki
did. But I'm sure it's all good.

The model has arrived.

Ivy

You're here.

Nikki!

Look, Ivy's here.

Give me a minute.

Excuse me. I told you to call Ivy and
tell her that the sh**t was canceled.

Chill. I scheduled the
call with Ivy for tomorrow.

But I needed you to call her about today.

Raven, I can't do everything.

I just needed you to do one thing.

I have to get rid of Ivy before Cami
comes out of the dressing room.

I'll tell her the sh**t is canceled.

Are you sure? 'Cause I totally can.

I don't think you really can.
I don't think you can do that.

You can't cancel the sh**t.

This is Cami's chance to show
you what an amazing person she is.

-Why do you care? You broke up with her.
-You broke up with her?

Mmm. Something's up.

L-Let's not make this about
me and Cami. All right?

Because there is no me and Cami.

All right? There's me and
then way over there is Cami.

You know what? I'll go get rid of Ivy.

Mm-hmm.

Hey, Ivy. Good news, all right?
My mom canceled the sh**t.

-So now you don't have to be nervous.
-Oh, I'm not nervous.

Neil taught me the power of the Fierce.

-It's a savage energy--
-That sounds super interesting.

Let's talk about this anywhere else.

I'm ready for the sh**t.

Wait. Cami? What's going on?

-I thought the sh**t was canceled.
-Canceled? But I just got dressed.

It's not canceled for you. It's
canceled for you. [Clicks tongue]

See? That would have been way
less awkward if I told her tomorrow.

Ivy, you weren't supposed to
find out like this. I am so sorry.

No, I get it. You don't
think I have what it takes.

No, that's not what I said. I think
you would be an amazing model.

-It's okay, Ms. Baxter. Let Ivy do it.
-Let Ivy do it?

We have a plan, remember?

[scoffs] You're not gonna let me do anything.

I'm gonna prove that I'm the better choice.

Are you saying what I think you're saying?

Oh, yeah.

Model-off.

-Oh!
-Ooh!

Ivy, let's not make this
more difficult for Ms. Baxter.

What's the matter, Cami? You scared?

-Ooh!
-Ooh!

-Scared?
-Mm-hmm.

Oh, this model-off is on.

-Oh, snap!
-Oh, snap!

Hey, Neil. Remember when
you said you'd never model again?

-Mm-hmm.
-Why was that?

Oh, I was in the running
for my fourth consecutive

Little Mr. San Francisco pageant.

I thought I had it in the bag, but I lost.

And I did not handle it well.

No. No, you did not.

Uh, how would you know?

Do the words "Little Mr. San Francisco
Epic Freak-out" mean anything to you?

I have the Fierce! I have the Fierce!

I'm Little Mr. San Francisco forever!

[shouts]

You really think it was a good
idea to teach Ivy the Fierce?

Okay, Ivy will be fine. She's
just doing a photo sh**t.

The dark side of the Fierce only
comes out under times of extreme stress.

Like a-- a pageant, or a
reality show, or a model-off.

I mean, what are the chances
that Ivy's involved in a model -off?

[cell phone rings]

[clears throat]

What up, Booker?

Really? Okay.

All right! Yeah. Thanks for calling. Bye-bye.

Ivy's gotten herself into
a model-off, hasn't she?

-Yeah. We gotta go.
-All right.

All right. I want a good, clean model-off.

The rules are simple. Whoever impresses me wins.

Whoever impresses me wins.

Fine. Us.

Hey, Cami. Look, the camera already loves you,

but after you win this
model -off, my moms will too.

Okay. Don't worry about me, okay? I got this.

And I got the Fierce. Hit the music.

[house music playing]

All right, girls. Let's do
this. Give me high fashion.

Yes! You own the stage.

-[camera shutter clicks]
-Pow. Pow.

Give me commercial.

Ooh, you own the world, girl!
Get it! [Vocalizing rhythmically]

Yes! Give me "it girl."

Pow. Pow.

Yes. Give me "shy girl."

Bow. Bam!

[vocalizing continues] Give me cheetah, girl.

Ooh. Yes! Now, hold that pose for
me. Hold it. Hold it. Hold it. Hold it. Hold--

Oh!

Ooh, y'all okay?

[music fades]

What are we even doing?

I don't know.

-This is ridiculous.
-Yeah.

You know, you're actually really good.

Thanks. I'm gonna pretend
you didn't say "actually."

Ivy.

I wanna apologize for not telling you about Cami.

But you were amazing.

-Will you still be the face of my line?
-I'd love to.

-And I'm sorry, Cami -Yeah.

For giving you that smoke.

-Ooh.
-[Cami scoffs]

Yo, I can't believe I won.

This is my first time modeling ever.

Don't tell Raven, but this
is my first time working ever.

Oh, Raven knows, honey. Raven knows.

Cami, I hope you don't feel bad.

Oh, I'm fine. I only really
did this to impress you.

What?

The truth is, um, Booker
and I didn't really break up.

We've been secretly dating for the past month.

Y'all been doing what?

Yeah, what?

Give it up, Booker.

Sorry, Mom.

Ms. Baxter, um, I really like your son.

He's kind, smart.

-He thinks he's funny.
-He does think he's funny, doesn't he?

Hey, Mom. I just wanted you
to see Cami the way I see her.

Well, I'm not okay with you guys sneaking around,

but I can see why you like her.

-I don't know why you called her basic.
-I never said basic!

Well, Cami, what does
your mom think about all this?

I haven't told her yet.

Oh, she don't know?

Oh, I'm the first to know?

I will give you my blessing

if you promise to record it when you tell her,

'cause, ooh, it's 'bout to be good.

[gasps]

Wow, Ivy. You look incredible.

Thank you.

Now all that's left is to pick
something that'll make you sparkle.

Let's choose this.

Oh, I gotta have that.

Of course.

No, Ivy! No!

What? What?

-[grunting]
-Neil! What are you doing?

You have to fight the Fierce! You have to!

Neil, give me the tiara!

-I'm Little Mr. San Francisco forever!
-[Ivy screams]

[shouts]

[hyperventilating]

Come on, buddy. Let's go for a walk.

I'm Little Mr. San Francisco.

A long walk.

-I'm Little Mr. San Fran--
-I know.

I can't believe it's time
to launch my online shop.

I know. This is so exciting.

Who knew Ivy had modeling skills like that?

Usually she's so awkward.

And she's right here.

-I'm just saying you're a great model.
-Oh, you're welcome.

-Neil, you're still on thin ice.
-Once again, I am terribly sorry.

Okay. Here goes nothing.

[computer pinging-♪]

[Raven squeals]

People are loving the shop!

Thank you for posting on your account, Cami.

Oh, but I haven't posted anything yet.

I did. I tagged your shop in the video I posted

of Neil's meltdown at your studio.

It went completely viral.

Hashtag you're welcome.

[Neil] I'm Little Mr. San Francisco forever!

Hashtag never living that one down.

Everyone is loving the post.

Your online shop already
has so many new followers.

All because of Neil's epic freak-out.

And my new assistant. Thanks, Nikki.

Looks like someone earned a vacation week.

-[clears throat]
-Vacation day.

A long lunch?

-I'll buy you lunch.
-There it is.

It's so nice to not have to sneak around anymore.

Yeah. There are some things I'm gonna miss.

Shh.

Keep it down.

I'm trying to watch the movie.

Like privacy.

I said, "Shh."

This is my favorite part.

The boy's mom just found out they were dating,

and she doesn't leave them alone ever.

Never. Never ever.

Mom, that's not what this movie's about.

Oh, I wasn't talking about the movie. [Laughs]