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♪ Shadows are coming ♪

♪ Windows are closing ♪

♪ We're all alone in this ♪

♪ Wicked, wicked world ♪

♪ This world is burning ♪

♪ In fire ♪

♪ It's drowning desires... ♪

Are you ready for your surprise?

It's not my birthday.

It's been one year since we became family.

One year since your rebirth as my Gabrielle.

That makes it your birthday.

Blow out your candle.

It's not my birthday.

Blow out...

your candle.

It's not... my birthday.

You blow out your candle and eat your cake

or you don't eat at all.

Another long night. Rise and shine, Ms. Reed.

Did you get Lucas to school on time?

I got Lucas to school. I'm taking the win.

♪ I'm at the top of my game ♪

♪ Won't see me running away ♪

♪ Not after what I overcame ♪

♪ Things are the same as before ♪

♪ Searching on down to my core ♪

♪ I'm back and I'm ready for more ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Can't hold me down 'cause I'm on fire... ♪

[doorbell rings] ♪ Can't stop this flame ♪

♪ From getting brighter ♪ - Delivery.

♪ I am gold-plated titanium ♪

♪ Unbreakable ♪

♪ Na, na, na, na... ♪

♪ Na, na, na, na unbreakable ♪

Oh, you are lucky that I love you so much

because you are stinky right now.

Well, I think the word you're looking for is intoxicating.

Words are kind of my thing, remember?

I meant stinky.

♪ Unbreakable ♪ [music warps, stops]

Righteous, empathetic, heroic.

Those are just a few of the words used to describe you.

What do you say to that?

I say thank you, but it's not just me.

My partners at Mosely & Associates,

they're the real heroes,

and frankly, everyone in America can be.

Now, you have said that before. How so?

At Mosley & Associates,

we are former public relations specialists,

tech experts, lawyers... lust everyday people

who wanted to make a difference,

and now we are.

Well, true, true,

but considering that you saved yourself

from your kidnapper when you were just 16 years old,

I'd argue hero is just the tip of the iceberg with you.

That is why we honor you today as our Person of the Week,

marking the 20th year since your escape.

Well, whatever gets me hanging out in this chair

with the Joy-Ann Reid, I will gladly accept.

Well, thank you. The love is mutual.

Now, I have to ask,

does it haunt you that your kidnapper was never found?

Haunt? No.

He has no power over me anymore.

I took my life back,

and now I help other forgotten ones like me.

The ones that no one seem to be looking for,

I find them and I return them to their lives safely.

There's no room for anything else.

Certainly not ghosts.

Well, it's like you said earlier.

Every person deserves to be found

regardless of race, gender, class, sexual orientation.

We should all care.

No one cares about sex workers.

Jinny is my roommate and our coworker.

And my best friend.

How long has she been missing?

A week.

And no one is doing anything.

Did you file a missing persons report with the police?

The very next day, and you'd think with how

they botched the whole stalker situation...

Okay, wait, wait. What stalker?

Jinny was aggressively stalked

by some fan for the last two years.

From someone she met through her work?

A former client? - No idea.

It started online and seemed pretty harmless.

But then it just escalated, and before you know it

she's got dead roses and love notes on her car.

Look, I get it. Jinny's a sex worker.

And for whatever reason,

people think we deserve what comes to us.

Forget what she does for work.

Jinny was... - Is. Is.

Jinny is. She's alive until we prove otherwise.

Thank you.

Is.

Jinny is an art lover.

She's an adoring daughter.

A loyal friend.

And she's the most generous person I know.

She deserves to matter.

Then you've come to the right place.

[laughs] all: ♪ Happy birthday ♪

Jinny, 27 years old, disappeared a couple hours

after her birthday party in this video.

Apparently, she went to take the trash out

and never came back.

So her roommate reported her missing?

Maxwell, yes, but not until the next morning.

The party was over, he passed out,

didn't realize she didn't come back until he woke up.

- Margaret, you believe him? - About that, yes.

There is some active laryngeal prominence.

Light swaying, fidgety left hand,

but that all points to nervousness,

which is not uncommon in these cases.

As for family, seems there was a mother

in the picture until about three years ago.

- Mm, she die? - More like estranged.

She disapproved of Jinny's career choice.

Stopped talking to her. Moved to Virginia.

So she's controlling. Got it.

Talk to me about Jinny's escort work.

She works for Flowers in Bloom.

It's an online escort service.

Think of it as SugarDaddyMeet except all prices

are negotiated right up front and all genders are welcome.

The stalker's persistent. Apparently, the creepy gifts

left on Jinny's car happened everywhere she went.

Cut-up lingerie, dead roses, spoiled food.

'Cause nothing says "I love you"

like shredded lace and maggots.

Jinny told Maxwell and Ashley she was convinced

that one day her stalker would

walk right up to her and take her,

and no one would be able to do anything about it.

Maybe she was right.

Zeke, Dhan, get me Jinny's client list ASAP.

Maybe one of them didn't want to share her,

and things got outta hand.

Margaret, go... - I'm already on it.

I hacked into the Flowers in Bloom website

and I'm downloading that list as we speak.

I don't need help.

Jinny's been missing for a week now.

Two set of eyes are better than one.

I don't need to be at Zeke's to do that.

Just send me half the list.

I'll call in some favors and get it down.

You done playing BFF matchmaker yet?

It's good for them. Margaret, go with Maxwell

to Jinny's, see what you can see.

And try to get ahold of the mom.

Lacey with me.

Time to help the PD get a little perspective.

Well, for your heroism, for every forgotten one

that you've brought home,

we'd like to give you something back.

For the next 72 hours,

we'll be hosting a tips hotline

dedicated to finding your kidnapper,

Hugh Evans, AKA Sir.

That's... incredible. Thank you.

Man, if Gabi doesn't kill that smug-ass when he's found,

I might just do it for her. - Yeah. Get in line.

I know he's been in the wind 20 years.

But whatever this is, you on your own.

Here's hoping today is that day.

Ignore it.

Hey, I need to know who's handling Jinny Coe's

missing person's case and who handled the stalker one.

"Morning, Trent. How you doing?"

I'm great. Thanks for asking. How have you been?

"Not bad, you know? Kicking ass, taking names.

The usual." You see how small talk works?

You can be as cute as you want as long as you're typing.

So, uh,

how are you doing with all this renewed attention on Sir?

The only thing I'm focused on today is finding Jinny.

- Anything yet? - Uh...

- What? What is it? - Uh...

Jinny's missing person case

is being handled by Detective Stultz.

But her stalker case, that was, uh, originally mine.

Wait, I'm sorry. You were the lead detective

on Jinny's stalker case, and you just forgot?

Look, in one month alone,

we get 300 online stalker and harassment cases.

It's impossible to remember everyone.

What can you tell us about the stalker?

Not much. No name. No suspect.

The roommate said there were unwanted gifts.

Yeah. Then he transitioned to anonymous calls

saying they'd be together soon.

So Jinny came to you for help and you left her in the wind.

You know me better than that.

Without an actual identity on the stalker,

there's not a lot the police can do

until someone like this escalates.

Well, congratulations, Trent. They escalated.

Jinny is now missing.

So you're not really roommates, are you?

I mean, Jinny's spread out all across this apartment,

and you're barely an imprint.

I mean, even the comforter says Jinny more than it does you.

That's scarily impressive.

- Ha. - Uh, I lost my apartment

a few months ago... just some money issues.

I didn't want to have to go back to my parents

with my tail between my legs

and thanks to Jinny, I didn't.

She's been letting me crash here.

Sounds like she's a good friend.

Hey, we got the police reports.

I'm gonna go start talking to the neighbors.

You good here? - You were with the police.

Is there any news?

Hopefully, we'll know something soon.

So where's the... the painting that was right here?

There was never anything there.

Oh, no. I saw the corner of the canvas

in Jinny's birthday video.

She's right. There was definitely something here.

- Enough. - Enough, what?

You cannot ignore me for days on end

like I am inconsequential.

- I fed you, didn't I? - Without a word.

I didn't need you in the cases I was working on.

But now you do.

Do I need to remind you how this works?

The answer to this case is no.

This... woman

does not deserve my brilliance or yours.

She'd be better off dead.

This is neither a partnership or a democracy.

I tell you what to help with, and you help with it.

She is a sex worker.

Filth. Impure.

Save your puritanical crap.

Jinny deserves the basic human right

to live this life unharmed.

Human rights. You mean like freedom.

One has to be human to have human rights.

Remember, when you're no longer useful...

If you were going to kill me, you would've done it already.

You've kept me here for seven months.

Now what?

Fine.

You don't wanna obey, you don't eat.

Sound familiar?

The first charm bracelets appeared from 600 to 400 B.C.

They were worn by Assyrians, Babylonians, Persians.

Pure elegance.

Here.

Let's try it on.

Have I ever hurt you?

Have I ever touched you inappropriately?

You're keeping me away from my father.

♪ Don't you wish you could stop me now? ♪

Don't you think that hurts me?

Since you insist on being ungrateful,

there will be no more dinner.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, please. Please.

Look, I promise I'll do better.

I'm hungry.

Don't take my food, again, please.

Please.

Please.

♪ I will destroy me ♪

♪ To destroy you ♪

A nosy neighbor confirmed

seeing Jinny take out her trash at 2:30 a.m.

Doesn't remember her coming back.

It's like she disappeared into thin air.

Hey, Zeke, do you think you could do me a favor?

Can you maybe work your magic and see if that hotline

generated any new leads on Sir?

I promise, I'm already on it.

I still can't reach Jinny's mother.

I have three suspects on my half of the client list.

Artwork is a bust for me.

Can't do much with just a little corner,

but I do have a client suspect too.

Clients it is then. Hit me.

Franklin Isaacs, Brandon Harper, Chelsea Nima.

All have had previous run-ins with the law.

All joined Flowers in Bloom

just before Jinny's stalking started.

Two of the three requested Jinny specifically.

Add to that Gregory Garcia.

Four years ago, he stalked his ex for months

until she got a restraining order.

He was one of Jinny's first clients three years ago.

Let me guess. He resurfaced again recently?

He booked a rendezvous with Jinny

a week before she went missing.

It's showtime for me.

Dhan, take care of the client interviews.

We need to rule these guys out fast,

so bring Margaret with you.

Ooh, you're gonna use her for her Margaret Vision.

- My what? - Margaret Vision.

Every superhero needs a dope nickname.

Margaret Vision does have a nice ring to it.

- He laughs. - Zeke?

Everything good? - Yup.

Okay then find me something on each of these clients

that will make them talk.

Margaret, Dhan, get a jumpstart.

I got Jinny's non-work friends covered.

I think I can also be of help.

I had Jinny's missing person case reassigned to me.

Figured we're better working together than apart.

You read my mind.

Jinny was last seen outside her apartment one week ago.

Now, you've heard us say time and time again,

the first 48 hours are the most crucial,

so in Jinny's case we're already playing catch up.

That's why it's all hands on deck.

The DCPD in conjunction with Mosley & Associates.

We could stand here and tell you

all the ways Jinny is an amazing human being.

How she's someone's daughter, someone's friend,

how she advocates for the safety of others

more than herself, but we shouldn't have to.

Jinny shouldn't have to be perfect

to be worthy of being found.

I'm not here to cast blame.

I'm here to ask you to help us save Jinny.

She changed my life.

There was no sex.

I just paid her for her companionship.

She helped you feel a little less lonely.

Exactly.

You promise you're not gonna tell my wife, right?

If you're not cops, I don't have to talk to you.

I don't care how much you try to bribe me with.

I assure you, we are not

accusing you of anything, Mr. Harper.

I know nothing, and I want you the hell off my property.

So she's good enough for sex,

but you don't care that her life's in jeopardy.

If I could help, I would, but I can't.

And since trespassing comes with a six-month sentence...

Zeke needs to find something on Chelsea and Brandon

that we can use so I can circle back tonight.

You know, whatever's going on with Brandon,

he's really protective of Jinny.

I mean, he had such a visceral reaction

to you implying he only used her for sex.

Hey, I got to get to the bus station.

Go ahead. I can finish the rest without you.

I promise not to kick anyone's ass.

Too badly.

You know, you never question me going to the bus station

every night, and you didn't even bat an eye

at the idea of Jinny being a sex worker.

People have their reasons for doing what they have to do.

Screw judgement.

I'm not God. - True.

But you're really judgmental of Zeke's trauma

and how he copes. Why is that?

Honestly, I don't know.

I just know I don't like him.

I tolerate him for Gabi.

Yeah, I'm sure if I was in therapy,

they'd have a field day with that.

He's here.

Right on time for his shift.

Gregory Garcia?

Hey!

Stop! - Okay.

Can someone please tell me what's going on?

I-I haven't done anything.

This you?

See, here's the interesting thing about

being on probation for online stalking.

You're not allowed to be online.

Violates that probation. See where I'm going here?

Okay, yes. I know I'm not supposed to be online.

But I'm not hurting anybody. - Your ex would beg to differ.

You got 30 seconds to tell me what you know about Jinny Coe

or your probation officer gets a call from me.

Sir, thanks for waiting.

I triple checked, and your package has been delivered.

Right, right, but like I said before

not within my reach.

Look, this might seem like a simple thing to you,

but my package being at the top of the steps

is not a simple thing for me.

Man...

I'm agoraphobic.

I don't know what that means, sir.

It means I can't leave my damn house.

Can...

I'm very sorry, Mr. Wallace,

but it's impossible

for the driver to double back tonight.

Jinny's deliveries.

So you're breaking and entering now?

Lacey let me in on her way out.

Said you, uh, sent everyone home for the evening.

Yeah. It was just one dead end after another.

Fresher eyes will prevail in the morning.

So why doesn't your advice apply to you?

Gregory's alibi checked out?

Yeah. Rock solid.

It's what I came by to tell you.

Well, that coulda just been a phone call.

Yeah, yeah.

Could have.

So, um, back to my original question.

Why are you still here so late?

Just trying to get into the mind of a stalker.

You know, how do these things equate into love?

"My love is a gift. You will thank me one day"?

You will never understand

because these come from the mind of a monster.

Something you will never be.

We will keep searching until we find her, Gabi.

And one day...

we'll find Sir too.

Don't stay too much later, yeah?

Yeah.

♪ I heard a voice in the dark ♪

♪ I could have sworn... ♪

"Madness can manifest itself

"in different ways,

"and in Macbeth's case

"allows us to actually feel sympathy for him

"Despite the evils he commits

time and again." - Well done.

Points well argued.

Why so sad, my dear?

- Can I call my dad? - No.

I would've thought you'd learn to stop asking by now.

I promise I won't tell him where I am or anything.

I-I just wanna hear his voice.

It's been a year. - Do not ask again.

- But I'm lonely. - You have me.

Is my love not enough?

Love...

Especially when mixed with power

can be distorted.

Isn't that the whole point of "Macbeth"?

♪ And I... ♪

You're lonely? All right.

We can compromise.

All-nighters call for nourishment.

Thank you.

Progress?

Well, most of Jinny's clients were dead-ends

except this Brandon guy that was kinda shifty.

One of my old government contacts is helping me dig

while Zeke focuses on hacking his account.

The infamous Zeke.

Oh, don't start reading anything into anything.

Gabi assigned us to work together on it, so...

I don't want to be shrinked right now.

I have work to do. - I'm not shrinking you.

I'm husbanding you. Be honest.

What feelings does Zeke bring up for you?

Clearly his childhood trauma and resulting agoraphobia

is triggering something that

makes you so unwilling to see him.

Well, he's weak.

Zeke's condition is mind over matter,

but he'd rather sit in it than fight it,

and that offends me.

You realize that's what you used to say about yourself

when you were found and brought home.

Weak. Too pathetic to fight.

Zeke reminds you of you at your worst

and for that reason,

you shut him down at every turn.

I had to teach you how to show yourself grace

as part of your healing.

Learning to show that to others like you...

That is also a necessary part of your healing.

I think I found something.

A delivery to Jinny's home before she disappeared.

I thought I was on punishment.

Withholding food is something you used to do.

To do the same would make me a monster like you,

and I'm nothing like you. - Well, I beg to differ,

but that is an argument for another day.

I'm still not helping with this case.

Yes, you are.

Because while Jinny may offend you,

being unkept and dirty offends you more.

So here's the compromise.

I help you with the grooming, you help me with the case.

And that deal expires in an hour,

so I suggest you get to studying that case file.

The stalker you're looking for is not a client.

Stalking is about an unfulfilled fantasy.

That woman's clients have had the fantasy.

If the stalker was truly still active

until she disappeared, then...

He would still be in pursuit of the unfulfilled fantasy.

Ms. Mosely.

It was delivered the day before she disappeared

and that would mean... - Everyone,

this is Louise.

You're Jinny's mother.

- Jinny really is missing. - I'm afraid so.

A detective called a week ago

saying her friends were worried.

It had only been a day

and Jinny likes to take time to herself, and so I thought...

And then I saw your press conference on the news

and... oh, God.

I promise, we are doing everything we can

to find your daughter.

We will not leave a single stone unturned.

Why don't we get some tea and have a little chat?

This way. - Okay.

We have been looking in the wrong direction.

Stalkers escalate when their frustrations escalate

over their fantasy remaining unfulfilled.

We're not looking for a client.

Well, if we're not looking for a client,

how do we even begin to narrow the search?

By starting where she spent

most of her time outside of work.

- The art gallery. - What am I missing?

This is the painting from

her birthday video that's missing.

It was delivered the day before she went missing.

- A gift from her stalker? - A gift for herself.

From an art gallery that she visited

twice a week every week

according to her credit card statements.

That's a Gradeux painting.

Local DC artist. Not cheap.

Well, it can't be a coincidence

that since Jinny went missing,

the only other thing MIA is a missing painting.

I'm not sure how they're connected,

but my gut is telling me that they are.

Dhan.

I'm just so sorry to hear Jinny's missing.

She seems to have come here a lot.

Every week, so we're all kind of familiar.

Plus, she just bought her very first piece last week.

They make a big deal about that here.

Nurture new art lovers. That sort of thing.

Was there anything odd

or different about last week's visit?

Maybe another patron paying too close attention to Jinny?

No, not really.

Only real difference was she wasn't alone.

Figured she was on a bad date or something.

- Why a bad date? - She was friendly with the guy

she was with, but then he made a pass at her.

She kind of gently avoided the kiss.

Friend still left mad. - Can you describe the friend?

Sure. Young, preppy, maybe brown hair.

- Is this him? - Yes.

Fighting with Jinny in art galleries,

plus the same day you get a large deposit in your account,

we're just learning about.

This isn't looking good for you.

Here's how this is gonna play out.

You will tell us what you had to do

with Jinny's disappearance. You will tell us where she is

and then you better pray to God that she's okay.

I want a lawyer.

Oh, sweetie, we're not cops.

Your rights mean absolutely nothing to me,

so you can answer all of my questions before

the cops get here, or I will make sure that your life

is a living hell before they cart you off to prison.

Was all of this because Jinny declined your advances?

Yeah, I was falling for Jinny.

God, who wouldn't? She's... she's amazing.

But I didn't do anything to her.

Maxwell, DCPD.

Help, please. They're insane. I didn't do anything.

Maxwell, sit down. Focus on me.

Don't worry about him.

I'd listen to her.

Look, I...

I'd been having some money problems

and so I took an opportunity to make some quick money.

- What kinda quick money? - After the gallery,

Jinny's stalker... at least that's who I think it was...

reached out.

Said that if I told him where Jinny's location was

on her birthday, he'd pay me $4,000.

She put a roof over your head and you handed her over

to the person who's making her life hell.

I gave him a fake location. I swear it was fake.

But they must've found out

because she disappeared that night anyway,

and that's why I came to you.

By all indication, he believes what he's saying.

Get up.

You're under arrest for obstruction of justice

and a multitude of other things I can't even begin to list.

Maxwell, where'd this come from?

It's not mine. Our clicker's on the bar.

I've seen this before, but not here.

I mean, it wasn't here when I swept the place 18 hours ago.

Margaret, where have you seen it?

Brandon's. Jinny's client.

It was on the hall table when he slammed the door.

Why is it here?

Come on. Damn it.

Ah...

Gabi, Gabi, wait. Let me do my job.

DCPD, open up.

Hey!

Jinny. Jinny, no! We're here to help you.

Jinny, what the hell?

Get the hell off me.

Leave me alone. I don't wanna be found.

Brandon didn't kidnap me.

He's helping me hide out.

So you staged your own disappearance?

You have no idea what it's like

to live a whole year looking over your shoulder.

Stalked. Harassed.

Wondering if today is the day you're gonna die.

I do. I know exactly how that feels.

Start to feel like you're better off dead.

That you should just take your own life before they take it.

It was the night of my birthday...

And I realized my stalker had been in my house.

He left another set of dead roses on my bed.

And it was at that moment that I realized

I either take my life...

or I disappear and start over again.

The only thing I went back for was my painting.

I needed something to remember this life by.

So I hid it and I went back for it.

So that's when you left the clicker.

Please...

just let me disappear and start over.

It's not easy to give it all up.

Your life. Your family and friends.

Jinny, listen to me. You have a choice.

I had to change my name and start a whole new life

for myself, and leave a lot that I loved behind.

It hurts, and it's hard at any age.

And honestly, if it'd been my choice,

I don't think I would've done it.

How'd you run from your life and get over the loss?

I'll let you know when I do.

Jinny, I was hired to find you

and return you to your life.

I haven't done that yet. - What are you saying?

She's saying we need to find your stalker,

so we can do that.

Look, it makes sense. If we announce to the media

that Jinny has been found,

the stalker will make a reappearance,

but this time we'll be ready.

We are not using Jinny as bait.

She's already traumatized enough as is.

Do you have other suggestions?

'Cause if we don't act fast,

the stalker will go underground.

Wait. What if we used someone else as bait?

Someone the stalker's already mad at for betraying them.

You are brilliant.

We're gonna need the help of the press on this one.

Hey, you can definitely hear me, right?

Yeah, we got you, buddy.

Cops have every angle covered. You'll be safe the whole time.

Where the hell is Zeke with the drone?

That's what Dhan went to find out.

No one's been able to reach Zeke since the art gallery.

Zeke?

Zeke! Come on, man.

Zeke!

You all right?

What the hell happened?

Why don't you tell me.

I tried to get my package.

I'm here. I'm ready.

Sorry about that. - Should I be worried?

He's all good. Is Maxwell in position?

Shaking like a little bitch, but yeah.

I'm tapping into the local security cameras

in the neighborhood now.

I'll have additional surveillance footage shortly.

I mean, do you really think the stalker's gonna take

the bait we planted with the media?

Wait.

Is that...

It's Marsha, the security guard from the art gallery.

Our stalker is a she.

Police! Get on the ground now!

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will

be used against you in the court of law.

- Hey, you okay? - Yeah, yeah. It's over.

They got her.

She spent so much time watching you from a distance

at the gallery, she created a fantasy,

but you were right to be afraid.

Based on what they found in her place,

she wasn't gonna stop until she had you.

God, I don't think I'll ever stop saying thank you.

Mom?

Oh my God.

Mom.

It's okay, baby. I'm here. I'm here.

Thank you, all again, so much.

Baby, I'm so sorry.

Yes, thank you.

Jinny is safe and Marsha will be away for a long time.

♪ I know that you doubt me ♪

♪ You can't hide what settles in your eyes ♪

♪ A worry in your heartbeat ♪

♪ I hear it when I hold you in the night ♪

♪ But I know that faith will just guide us ♪

♪ Through all the hurricanes ♪

♪ Swim through the tidal waves ♪

♪ 'Cause quietly... ♪

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

What's in that package that's worth risking all of that?

Today's the, um, anniversary of my Pop Pop's passing.

We have our annual family reunion on this day, and...

we all light the same candle in memory of Pop Pop.

I needed my blue candle.

♪ When you lift this shaking ♪

♪ You're making sure I know what you're not saying ♪

♪ Mm ♪

♪ I'm here close to breaking ♪

♪ It's hard for me as it is for you ♪

♪ But you won't get ♪ - Have a seat.

♪ Hell by moving ♪

Thank you.

♪ 'Cause quietly I pray ♪

♪ Father, can you see me? ♪

♪ You know that I won't let go ♪

♪ Please give her everything she needs ♪

all: Welcome home.

♪ I'll give you every part of me ♪

♪ Father, can you see me? ♪

♪ You know that I won't lose hope ♪

♪ Please give her everything she needs ♪

This is a first for us.

I suggest you be quiet if you want to survive this.

I trust you.

You shouldn't.

In a few months, it'll be my one-year anniversary with you.

Again.

Do you remember your one-year celebration?

Unfortunately for you,

I remember everything.

You say that like it wasn't a good day.

I showered you with presents.

I didn't want your books,

your bracelets, cake.

- You're forgetting one. - One what?

Present.

The most important present.

You're lonely? All right.

We can compromise.

The one that arrived eight days later.

♪ The ones, the ones with the biggest house ♪

♪ Yeah yeah ♪

♪ We can live like those rich kids ♪

♪ Never will we do without ♪

♪ So we can, we can live ♪

♪ So we can, we can live ♪

♪ So we can, we can live ♪

♪ So we can, we can live ♪