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♪♪

Misha gon' be mad she missed this.

Girl, she stays tardy for the party.

I didn't expect it to be Vegas.

Bourbon and boxers, boys, okay?

I want to see asses jiggling and man boobs bouncing

when you making these drinks, okay?

It's what I've been waiting for.

Assume the position.Oh.

Could you not?Okay.

I'm sorry. He's disgusting. Look, let me oil you up.

No, no, no, no, no. I'm good.It's oil.

No, no, no, I'm good. I look good.

Let her give you a massage. Hold on, hold on, hold on.

It's okay. Let me be gentle. I got it.

♪ Girl, it's just me and you ♪

♪ Tonight is your night ♪

Say the word and I'm ready

♪ How do I ♪

Watson, you got, um -

Oh. Oh, shit.

Oh, she got a crush!

Okay, relax. Derek, you're next.

He wasn't really your type anyways, you know?

I know what you like. Come to Papi.

Let's just get this over with, Derek.

Oh, shit. Feels good.

That feels good, don't it?I've felt better.

I doubt it.

You might as well just finish me off.

You want me to finish you off?Yeah.

Okay, Daddy. Tell me how you like it.

Oh. That's a good start.

Just grab it.Grab it?

Yeah. Open your mouth.

Oh, shit! Oh!

Finish yourself off, Derek.

That was kind of hot, though.

I will finish myself off.

[Yarin Primak's "Buss It"playing]

♪♪

Oh, ma'am, ma'am, ma'am. Hold on, hold on, hold on, now.

Let's keep it classy. We selling drinks, not ass.

Y'all good?

Hey, it's lit in here -

What's up? Where we supposed to sit?

Oh.

Get yo ass back.

Woman: Move bitch.

The hell wrong with you?

I knew them cheeks was good enough for just getting clapped.

They need to be in VIP.

Shyra, you know we were coming.

VIP, girl. VIP. Come on.

Very irritating and petty.And parched.

Well, y'all missed the rubdown earlier,

but we got some drinks to make it up.

Nothing for you, Shy?Girl, I'm on the clock.

My overseer stays with his eyes on me, so,

yeah, y'all enjoy that.

Man: Okay.

Hold on.Oh, somebody's phone ringing.

Yeah. Oh, yeah. Hold on, y'all. I just -

Oh, your man, your man.

Hold on. Okay, okay.

Fast as.

So have you talked to Shyra about -

Hell no.

She your new best friend.

I mean, it's your responsibility.

Look, I don't know.

That sound like some personal business to me.

She didn't tell us for a reason.

Misha, so what are we supposed to just act like we don't know?

It's called minding your damn business.

Okay, and we are terrible at that.

Bitch, we bad, ain't we?

We are. You already know.

[Both laugh]

Oh, shit. Yo.

Need you to run these to tables 6 and 7. You got that?

My job is to stand at the door and look pretty.

♪♪

Yo, where the fuck is Derek, man?

I'm getting slammed.

[SEVENTWLVE's "Tap Out"playing]

Fuck.

♪♪

[Both moaning]

♪♪

Yo, it's popping in here. This was a good idea.

Oh, shit. It's an actual compliment.

Man, listen, if Reign could pull a Hail Mary

and keep this bar open, we gonna do this all the time.

What you think about Halloween night?

Look, I'm two steps ahead of you.

The promo went live right before my shift,

and I'm thinking a large percent of the door tip

sounds like a good offer.

You should have negotiated that earlier.

Can't fault a girl for trying. You trust me?

I'm learning to.

Well, give the people what they want.

What can I get for you?

♪ Who broke your heart like that? ♪

♪ Tell me who made you mad, you got a lot to say ♪

Where were you?So you checking for me now.

Shit, I can make time for you.

No, Derek. Get off me.

♪♪

Hey, Shyra.

You know, I been meaning to talk to you.

You got a minute?

Is it going to take a minute? Like legit a minute?

If it's about scheduling, then Brandon handles that.

Oh, yeah. You know what? Uh, that's what it was about.

You know, I can just wait until I see him.

It wasn't like a family emergency or anything, so...

Okay. Great.Have a good night.

You, too.

[Sighs]

Mm!

What?!

So which one are you trying to fuck,

Watson, Brandon, or Derek?

Derek? Bitch, ew.

Yeah.Right. I'm trying to close out

so I can get back to the editing bay.

This film festival is my career. I don't have time for dick.

Ooh, bitch. I got all the time.

Guess we're getting some dick tonight.

Pink, plastic, and multiple speeds?

Nikki can leave that motherfucker on the charger,

okay? I have a special guest.

Guest? You mean some real dick?

Yes, bitch.Please tell me more.

Meaty and authentic, bitch. Thick.

What, stretchy? Do it stretch?

Yes, bitch. No, it finna stretch me out.

It finna stretch me out, bitch, yes.

I miss the stretch. I love it. I need it.

I'm motherfucking tired of playing gang signs

up in the motherfucking pussy, bitch.

Oh, ow.Finger yoga.

Heard that.I'm tired of that shit.

Wait, so who's the girthy guy?

How long have you known him? Where's he from? What's tea?

Damn! You all up in my motherfucking mix.

You worse than Johnny Cochran at the OJ trial.

Oh, bitch, you thought you had that.

I sure did, bitch.

Wait, is it the guy Korey from the studio?

He seemed nice.

Yes, bitch. He is about to be all up in my mix.

Oh. I can't wait to hear about what y'all produce.

Yes, I'm about to be in that motherfucker

singing ♪ Hang on ♪

Get this bitch some ♪ Honey ♪

♪ And a tea bag ♪

[Laughter]

Y'all some motherfucking haters, okay?

Shit, you still need some tea, bitch.

[Laughter]

[Brandy Haze's "California Lies"playing]

♪♪

♪ You just wanna run from all your problems ♪

Woman: Yes.

[Both moaning]

Oh, shit.

Oh, ooh, he digging in that shit.

Oh, yes.

[Continues moaning]

♪♪

Ahh...

[Both continue moaning]

♪♪

Ahh, yes, ride that dick.

Yes.

Ooh...

Get it.

Yeah.

Oh, God...

[Scoffs] Oh.

[Chuckling]

That was so good, right?

That was good.Oh, yes. It was amazing.

Yes. Nikki. Yes, Nikki. I like that name, Nikki.

Yeah, yeah.Did you like it?

Yeah, yeah.What you covering up for now?

Are you getting shy all of a sudden?

Got to protect the goods. You know, you need the covers.

[Laughter]

Yeah.Yo, y'all is fucking great.

I love this shit. I fuck with y'all for real.

Ooh, need some water.

Ooh, it's hot.Yeah, I'll go get the water.

You gon' get some water?

Yeah. [Clears throat] I need water.

She kind of taste like candy.

She really did.Little bit.

[Both laugh]

Oof, we gotta do this again.

Oh, my God. I'm-a see you back at the studio, right?

Yeah, you gonna see me at the studio.

Okay. Okay.

Okay.What you saying?

[Laughs]

Alright.

God damn, I gotta get my together, boy.

Where my goddamn - Give me this.

Hell yeah.

We are definitely going to do this again.

Hell yeah.

Alright, Nicole!

I'm-a catch you. Yeah, yeah.

Hey.

[Sighs]

So, was that good to you?

I mean, yeah, it was cool.

Oh. Maybe next time,

you know, you -Next time?!

In what fucking world would that be?

Babe, Korey is funny.

He got the biggest, thickest,

longest dick I have ever seen.

Can you please give him a chance?

I just gave him some pussy.

Nikki, come on, now. I really like him.

And he just went down on you for like a hour long.

I was over here dry as shit.

Well, then you just keep on fucking him.

But I ain't doing that shit no more.

I just feel like if we gonna keep playing

and doing some other things,

it needs to be a woman next time.

Yeah, that's much safer and a lot more satisfying.

What if I don't want to do that?

Well, that's the good thing about this relationship.

You don't have to.

It's called ethical non-monogamy, remember?

Okay.

Yeah, so...

Listen.

♪♪

I like us together.

We just have a couple things we need to work out.

Just a couple kinks.

But I think we're good together.

I love us together.

I mean, I love being with you.

I love learning from you.

I love spending time together.

Mm-hmm.

And I'm happy.Well, that's good.

I think.

♪ Mini skirt on, dip my body in glitter ♪

♪ Plat-platform sneakers, all the boys wanna picture ♪

Damn. This reminds me of one of Dress Fab's showrooms.

Jamal's going to meet us at the restaurant.

He's going to call us a car.

Okay. Sorry. My professor just sent me notes.

It's cool. And...

Okay, I'm ready.

Stop playing in my motherfucking face, Shyra.

You is not wearing this to dinner, okay?

What do you mean? I wear this all the time.

That's my point, okay? You're not wearing this to dinner.

You might as well just go ahead

and pack this in your past life.

Okay, Evette, I don't have anything that I like.

Well, consider me Whitney and you Brandy, okay?

Abraca-motherfucking-dabra.

Are you ready to be a bad bitch, Miss Shyra?

Yeah, I guess so.

Huh? Yes, I guess so.

Say it with your fucking chest, Shyra.

I guess so, Evette.

So... Jesus.

I was thinking - Well, I know

you should wear this one tonight, okay?

It's giving everything you need to give,

bad bitch dot com.

This one, I feel like we could save for the film festival.

Right. This, 100%. This, Evette, what the fuck?

Thousand percent, okay, bitch?

You're trying to get you a man,

not work at the church.

My hands are sticking through.

And your ass and titties are, too.

Bitch, you need to be wearing skin out.

Skin - [Laughs]Skin out.

Girl, no, I can't. I'm not wearing this, girlfriend.

You can, and you will. Let's go. Get up.

Evette, I can't -Let's try it on.

I don't want to hear it.

What are you even wearing?Yeah.

♪♪

Hey, I texted you earlier.Hey.

Let me tell you about these shady-ass developers.

You know they been buying up everything in the valley?

Last month, they bought a shopping center

and put a parking garage there.That's crazy.

No, it's privileged garbage. That's what it is.

Now, I know my family, they have money and all,

but how is L.A. supposed to be a culture city

if we don't have any historical businesses or landmarks?

I hope this new mayor do something about it.

Yeah, I hope so.

Hold on. What's going on with you?

Why you acting strange?Strange?

Did somebody eat your lunch or something?

You need a Snickers?

I don't trust you, Reign.

Wow. You don't trust me? What kind of shit is that?

Are you on any apps or talking to anybody else?

Asked and answered. No, I'm not.

Right.

And the porn?What about the porn?

It's still an issue.It's fucking porn.

It's fake, Z. That's all I've had lately.

Well, the nigga sending you dick pics and videos isn't fake,

nor is he a figment of my imagination.

You think that makes me want you in my bed laying next to me?

I know you ain't go through my fucking phone.

That's what the fuck we doing?

I had your phone for over half the night on my birthday.

That's when I saw the video.

So thanks for the shitty birthday gift.

Z, it's not even what it looks like.

I can't control what grown men do.

But if you gon' go through my fucking phone

and you don't trust me, just fucking say -

Matter of fact,

here. Keep it.

Seen enough to last a lifetime.

♪ Keep your mind open, keep your mind open ♪

♪ Let's go cloud surfing ♪

Seat me here.Look at you. Mmm.

You let me get that for you, baby.

Thank you.

Such a gentleman.

I know I'm a little thick, but scoot me up.

How I like it.

Shy, relax, okay?

I promise you, Alice is cool. You gon' like him.

But if you ask me one more question about this man,

I'm-a think you working for them people.

Okay. I'm sorry. It's just, I've never been

on a blind date before. And I met Rodney in high school.

What if your friend doesn't like me?

What if your friend thinks I'm weird?

Bitch, you are sexy as fuck, okay?

If I didn't have plans tonight,

I would for sure be taking you home.

Cute.Yeah.

But seriously, guys, I mean,

what does he look for in a girl?

And what type of relationship is he looking for?

Shy, relax, like I told you, okay?

You haven't even met the man yet.

Yeah, and remember, bad bitches are never thirsty.

Okay, you're right. No, I can do bad bitch.

I can do bad bitch. Fuck love, have sex.

Oh, okay. Yeah.

But, babe, I had to just ask you real quick.

Did you do all this for us and rent out the whole restaurant?

You're so sweet.

Yeah, and a little excessive, but, I mean, it's -

Yeah, he likes to go all-out for me.

I just like to show off my baby whenever I could.

Thank you, baby. You're so sweet.

You look fucking amazing.

Mm. Thank you, babe.

You do, too, Shy.Yeah, you do, too.

Thanks.You do.

I just hope it's not too much for a first date.

Oh, my God, Shy. I just chill and go with it.

My man. [Chuckles]

[Whispering] Damn, he's fine.

What up?

Alice, this is my friend Shyra.

Nice to meet you.

Pleasure's all mine.

♪♪

[Chuckles]

I thought you said I was coming up here to sign a contract.

You ain't say nothing about me going back into the booth.

Misha, songwriters stay behind the scenes

when they lack the voice and presence to be a star.

Very tiny, small percentage

actually ever get the opportunity to grace the stage

and take the world by storm.

It sound like you gassing me up right now,

so what's the catch?No catch. All windfall.

There's a singer-songwriter showcase coming in a few weeks,

and I plan on walking away with a few offers.

Offers?

You mean like real record deals?

I wasn't planning to get back into all of this.

This is sounding like a lot.

Mm. I see.

You're scared.

That's unfortunate, 'cause I don't work with fear.

And I don't coddle people

who can't leave the past behind.

Now, if you trust me,

I can upgrade you and your life.

So what now? What exactly am I getting myself into?

Because I got to watch out for people like you,

'cause you got a smart mouth.

Mm, I'm-a let that slide for the benefit of your health.

[Chuckles]

Listen, it's simple.

Climb back in that booth

and re-record the track "We'll Sample That."

And then Korey will prep you for the showcase.

Then you get on that stage and prove to them

that they should have never slept on Misha Desire.

Okay. I see what you did there. Mm-hmm.

Okay, so while I'm doing all of that work,

what will you be doing?

I am Gepetto.

Mm-hmm. I pull all the strings.

And I manage to make all of my artists household names,

names that buy houses.

Korey: Yo, yo, yo. Maureen DeVoe is in the building.

What's going on? We about to make a stack.

Korey, book some time for Misha

as far away from Studio 5 as possible.

We don't want any distractions.

And create the Maureen DeVoe experience.

Okay. Sounds like a plan, boss.

Experience coming right up.

A'ight.

[Both chuckle]

What's up, what's up?

Whoa, God. This chair is all in the way.

[Laughs]

You know what I like. Come on.

So, we need to just chill, okay?

Before we get all professionally intimate,

I need to figure out what I'm getting myself into.

Look, every other month, they have a industry showcase

where artists get to workshop they new vibes.

So real artists with actual deals, or just people like me?

She wouldn't be fucking with you

if she ain't think you was a star.

She made that very clear. But you know I didn't come here

to sign no contracts to be a singer.

I'm sick with the pen.

That's it.

If you say so.

♪♪

♪♪

You wrote all of this?

A long time ago. But I've been trying to get back into it.

But people like Maureen DeVoe,

the seventh member of New Edition,

be out here tripping, giving me problems.

Like, man, when my single went viral on TikTok,

it was way more than just disappointing.

I felt exposed.

♪♪

I watched somebody get a whole HBO special off of my material,

and that shit was wack.

But, I mean,

that's the industry.

And we here now, so why not just go for it, you know?

Who knows? The shit could be lit.

Or it could be shit. Who knows?

But you got to give it a try to know.

And you going to feel bad if you didn't, you know?

Go for it.

What you doing tonight?

What I need to be doing tonight?

Trying to go for round two? That's what you saying?

What's up? What you trying to do?

About that.

Nicole wasn't really feeling it.

Nicole wasn't feeling it... [Murmurs indistinctly]

Oh, hell naw. Stop playing!

You know, some people - I wrote my whole comedy special

in her shit in Spanish cursive. What you talking about?

Some people, you know what I'm saying,

they can stick it, but they just can't lick it.

I can lick it! I did the -

the shit, the hot dog bun. You saw what I was doing.

I was goddamn diving in that shit.

Look, look, it's just not for her.

Look, I love what you was doing. Don't change none of that shit.

We are good.

We can still fuck, okay?

Look, I don't need your sympathy.

If you don't want to do this, we ain't got to do this no more.

No, no, we're good. We're good. Don't worry about all of that.

Okay. Well, shit. Fucking cold. Old dirty booty ass.

Look, look, just chill. That's my girl, okay?

Ain't my girl.

You still coming to this Halloween party with me?

Yeah, I'm coming to the Halloween party with you.

If you can get a costume in time.

I am one year away from like permanent cosplay.

Don't play with me.Ooh, you a nerdy ass.

You know I like that cosplay shit.

[Growling] I like Steve Urkel.

[Grumbling indistinctly][Laughs]

♪ Fucking sunset ♪

[Laughter]

No, stop playing. "The Boondocks" was my shit.

It's actually how I fell in love with animation.

Really?Yeah. I'm actually hosting

an event that a film of mine is in.

Yeah, and actually, she works on it

every single day, and I'm so excited and so proud.

I cannot wait.

No, I am actually getting excited for it.

You know, I think I needed this little break,

so thanks, Evette.

I got you, girl.

To Shyra.

-To Shyra. -To Shyra.

And eyes, everybody. Eyes, okay?

We don't need to have no bad sex.

Hey, we couldn't have bad sex even if we tried.

Tell me again, babe.

We couldn't have bad sex even if we tried, girl!

Why don't we try the tapas menu?

If you want to take a shot.

Hell yeah, I'm good with everything.

Waiter: Which item, sir?

All of them.

Evette: Okay.

May I get that?

Alice: So what's up tonight?

Shyra: Anything you want to do.

Excuse me, sir.

I believe this fell out of your jacket pocket.

Thanks.

[Whispering] He has a wedding band.

Um, we're going to go to the bathroom, okay?

Yeah, I really got to pee.

Leave the drink.Oh.

For you.

Please don't tell me you had me on a date

with someone who's married.Correction.

You're hanging out with me, Jamal, and his friend.

As I said before, it's not a date.

He's flirting with me.

He has a dick. And you're cute.

I don't fuck married men, Evette.

I do. What?

Jamal is married?You judging me now?

What about your friend Misha

and the whole open-ass relationship?

You judging that -No, that's different.

They have communication, respect, and trust.

You? You're a fucking side chick.

I'm a side chick? Bitch, what about you?

You was fucking with that nigga for how long,

and he still didn't choose your ass.

Look, you're a no-dick- sucking Southern belle.

Meanwhile, he's still fucking other bitches behind your back.

You know what? Fuck you, Evette.

'Cause you don't know shit about me and Rodney

or why I even -And you don't know shit about me and Jamal, okay?

When I get home, I'm gonna have a stiff one waiting on me.

And what will you have? A cold computer screen

and a little rabbit? [Imitates vibrating]

Bitch?

♪ I'm a bad bitch every day of the week ♪

♪ If I hop up on the mic, they gon' play it on repeat ♪

♪ Cash a hunna milly check, I get paid just to breathe ♪

♪ Kill it 24/7 ♪

Cellphone alert: Your money callin'. Your money callin'.

Your money callin'. Your money callin'.

"$5,000 for your attention"?

[Chuckles]

This boy crazy.

[Cellphone ringing]

What are you doing, Mecca?

Oh, clearly getting your attention.

I only answered 'cause I thought you needed something.

Cap. You knew what I needed before you even answered.

Just think of that as a deposit for the next time I see you.

Now, why are you leaving me on read, baby?

You don't like my videos?

Uh, I sent an emoji.

Come on. Fuck outta here. Hey, look, I'm in L.A.

Shit, I'm out here for a few months this time.

Come chill with your boy.

[Cellphone dings]

Uh, I got to go.

Oh, I just got you on the phone. Shit, what you got, big plans?

I mean, not tonight, but, uh, tomorrow, I do.

Mm-hmm. It's probably some tacky-ass Halloween party.

Tacky? [Laughs]

It's at Dahlia's, and first of all,

it's gonna be fire.Word.

Yeah. I got a invite from a friend of mine

that's gon' be there. I don't know.

I ain't really feeling it. I'm still on the fence.

You know I don't really be rocking

with the public events and shit.

You don't do public events? Mm. You know this L.A., right?

Everybody here is famous. Put a damn mask on.

Look, how about we have our own little party?

[Cellphone chimes]

Oh, shit. Uh, Mecca, I got to go.

Fuck.

Shy!

How long you been sitting there, girl?

A while.

I got you. Grabbed your laptop from Dahlia's.

Thanks.

I mean, you look good, but want to talk about it?

♪♪

Sit down.

♪♪

Use your words.

What's going on?

A lot.

Derek, has this thing been cleaned off?

I think so.

What's up?

You know, why is it hard to find people

who won't use you or won't lie to you?

Everybody lies about something,

usually to protect themselves.

Or maybe it's something they're embarrassed about.

What do you lie about Derek?

The fact that I might be a shitty father

before I even get started.

Why do you think that?

You know, last year was the first time my bank account

didn't go to negative.

Now I got this beautiful bundle of joy,

and she's completely dependent on my ass.

I would have just planned more and saved better.

And now with all this gym shit going on,

it's like - I'm not trying to make any excuses.

I just want to be there for all the firsts,

and I already feel like I missed a couple.

See, you're gonna be great at this.

I mean, that's what I wanted with Rodney.

I mean, how did I fuck that up?

Are you serious right now? Yo, Rodney lost his damn mind.

Shy, look at you.

You're the total package.

I would have never fucked that up.

How'd you get to be so sweet?

I'm a sweet guy.

I recall trying to massage you. Remember that?

Mm-hmm, okay. You were clowning?

No. Some real sweet guy shit.

Not clowning anymore, though.

Unfortunately, I wish I would have took you up on that,

because I could really use a massage.

Try me.

I'm dead serious.

You know what you're doing, Derek?

Girl, I know what I'm doing.

You just need to relax, okay?

♪ I'm-a let you off the leash tonight ♪

Trust me.

♪ Tell me who you wanna be tonight ♪

♪ Going hard like we feel me from the floor to the ceiling ♪

♪ Said your body need some healing ♪

♪ I'm the doctor, your prescription, yeah ♪

♪ I mean, tired of looking at these pictures ♪

♪ Been a while since I've been with you ♪

♪ Daddy's home, did you miss me? ♪

♪ Then prove it to me ♪

♪ Face down, ass up on me ♪

♪ Run it back, run it back on beat ♪

♪ I, I'm a give you what you need tonight ♪

♪ Going in between the sheets tonight ♪

♪ I'm-a let you take the lead tonight ♪

♪ Tell me who you wanna be tonight ♪

♪ Go on while we some beasts tonight ♪

♪ Time to let you off the leash tonight ♪

♪ I'm-a let you take the lead tonight ♪

♪ Tell me who you wanna be tonight ♪

♪ Tell me who you wanna be when you all alone with me ♪

♪ Get comfortable, yeah, yeah, oh ♪

♪ That's the way I make it scream, oh ♪

♪ Daddy's home, did you miss me? ♪

♪ Then prove it to me ♪

♪ Face down, ass up on me ♪

♪ Run it back, run it back on repeat ♪

♪ I, I'm a give you what you need tonight ♪

♪ Going in between the sheets tonight ♪

♪ I'm-a let you take the lead tonight ♪

Look a little lost.

Do I?

Could be true these days.

What do you mean?

Do I look like the type of girl

that would sleep with someone's husband?

I wouldn't know what that girl looks like.

No. Good answer. Because I didn't.

Sleep with someone else's husband.

And I'm not thinking about it.

[Sighs]

You know I wouldn't care if you did, right?

Why not?

Because, you know, humans are complicated,

and so are marriages.

It can all be bullshit.

You know, that, I saw firsthand.

Yeah. Parents can really fuck us up.

And I only had one.

I mean, hey, I wanted a father, but he didn't want me.

You know, I'm sure that's not true.

Both y'all godparents.

And even though that may be fucked up,

to me, it's something.

I lived in a group home till I was 16.

Then Kaleb's grandmother came and adopted me.

He was trying to name this some goofy shit,

but I decided to call it Dahlia's after her.

♪♪

But I still don't feel like they feel like I'm they family.

♪♪

I also don't know why there's no ice at the bar

or cash at the registers.

My bad.

♪♪

How you gonna lie like that?

I wasn't lying.

I've worked here for months. I just learned more about you

in the last three sentences you just said.

Well, first, I'm not a sharer.

And second, I'm your boss, not your friend.

Yeah, I don't got no parents.

So even though you and your mom might not get along or be alike,

she was there.

And no, you're definitely not the side chick type.

So... The drawers.

You're gonna have to get out of my way.

Oh, by all means.

♪ I don't want just anybody ♪

♪ Let me treat you like somebody ♪

♪ Tryna dive on a Rari, skrr, skrr, skrr ♪

[Laughter in distance]

[Laughing] Oh, Jesus! I'm sorry, Reign.

Shut up, Shyra. Do not talk to me.

I wish I didn't shop on Wish or those other discount sites.

Why my stuff got to be ass, Shyra?

It's not ass.Look at it.

No one's gonna notice 'cause no one's gonna tell who you are.

You for real?I'm for real. Tug this down.

Boo! Hey, y'all.

Hey, girl!Reign, I saw your tall ass

in this black kitty costume.

I was like, "Is that T'Chauncey over there?"

Okay, it look like you shopped on Wish, too.

Relax, Reign.

No, Mish, you look mortifying and sexy, girl.

But where's Nicole?

Girl, she's working the graveyard shift.

But a bitch like me keeps us up.Mm-hmm.

I don't know how you do that. That seem like a lot of work.

Reign drop. Relationships are hard.

Okay. Nothing controversial, but Z found a video

of my old friend in my phone jacking off,

and now he's acting all insecure.

And why is he acting insecure?Did you delete it?

Because that's cheating, right?Be quiet, Shyra.

I mean, I'm just mad that I ruined his birthday.

That was weeks ago.

You need to make sure you don't fuck shit up with Z,

because he's better for you than you know.

Mm-hmm.Damn, am I down that bad?

Yes.Yes.Oh, my -

Is Miss Evette coming?

Yo, Shy. It's drinks at the bar,

I need you to do a little bit more work

and a little less talking with them.

Are we the them? This nigga is fucking rude.

Shyra, put it on my retainer tab.

It resets at the end of the month,

and, baby, that is tomorrow. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on.

You only got $200 left.

Don't forget how crazy you went on them shirtless Saturdays.

Oh, okay. Well, add $200 more. I got to pee.

Yeah, a'ight.That part.

Ooh! I need a drink.

It must be illegal to be this fine,

and I'm trying to take a bite out of crime.

Ooh, you know what? I just might bite back.

You might be the dopest woman I've ever met.

Mm, really?

I think we need to get out of here.

Let's go. Let's go.

♪♪

Uh, excuse you.Mecca: Okay. I see I still got

to do something about that smart-ass mouth.

Oh, Mecca, I see you took my masked man suggestion.

I figured I should if I was trying to get close to you

and whatnot. You running.

Man, you ducking 10 stacks.

Boy, don't nobody need your money.

Shit, you ain't return it, though, from what I see.

And it's this shitty-ass costume you got on also disagrees, man.

The fuck you supposed to be anyway, right?

Like a cat dominatrix shit or something?

Boy, shut the hell up, okay?

I'll admit I did go a little cheap on this,

but don't think I'm like that with anything else.

Oh, man, you best believe I already know you ain't.

Yeah, oh -

Ooh.

Shyra: Reign, you leaving?

Um, girl, yeah, because it's almost over anyway.

Yeah, but we were gonna stay after everyone clears out

and drink.Sorry, boo. I need to get home

and get out this little-ass costume.

It's itching. It's tearing up. I got to go.

Aw! Okay, well, tell Z that we missed him and that I love him.

I will.

Bye. Bye.

Why you acting -

Hey, where's Misha?

Look, y'all did most of the work.

How about y'all go home, come back in the morning?

Shyra: Thanks.Shit, yeah.

I need so much more preparation for my film festival.

Thanks for working your ass off. Alright, bro.

Alright, bro. Be safe.You, too.

Look, I know one bartender says we deserve one last drink.

[Laughing] Okay.

Hey, look, um, thanks for having my back tonight

and at shirtless Saturdays. You're much more than a hostess.

Thank you. Uh, no, no, I'm not drinking that.

I have had way too much. But that was sweet.

Yeah.I'm gonna grab my stuff

and head out, okay?Alright.

Hey, what is it you wanted to talk to me about?

Uh, you know what? It's cool. It can wait till tomorrow.

Are you sure?

Uh, yeah. Have a good night.

You, too.

[Scootie Wop's "Better Off"playing]

♪ Ooh, it's your best friend ♪

♪ Can you let me know what it mean to be your best friend ♪

♪ Let me know the next man, here we go ♪

♪ Better off, one time for the best friend ♪

♪ Best friend ♪

Hey, sorry. We don't open until 4:00.

I told your little Black, messy, irritating ass

to stay the fuck away from my daughter.

Miss Sheila?

Look, you're drunk. You should leave, alright?

What the fuck are you doing here?

Don't tell me y'all trifling ass daddy

finally reached out to Shyra.

Shyra: Mom, why are you here a day early?

[Sirens wailing in distance]

♪♪

And what did she mean by our trifling-ass daddy?

Who the fuck are you?

♪♪

[Car horns blaring]

Coming up on next week's á la carte menu...

I know you're mad, but can we just please -

Mad? Don't you think I have a lot to be mad about?

Why didn't you just tell me?

You lie and say that you ain't fucking around

with some internet nigga,

but I'm in the house waiting for you to come inside.

I didn't fuck him!

Hate the music industry, and now you're excited

about a talent show?

A fucking talent show?

Why the hell would you call it that?

Swear - I swear to God, I'm about to let my pussy dry up

and dump everybody, men and women.

Fuck you, Shyra.

Bitch, what? I just apologized.

You call that an apology?

You can keep that sorry-ass apology.

And please don't forget that I got you staying

in my shit for the bare minimum.

You don't want me around your bougie friends.

You - You pretend that you -

You're from this whole different world.

God, I am so fucked up about - about cheating

and about - about lying

and about Rodney and about having sex

because I watched my own mother fuck up her own life!

[Brandy Haze's "Real Ones"playing]

♪ Summertime ♪

♪ You're out here, I get it ♪

♪ I know pride ♪

♪ I swear it to be, I swear it ♪

♪ You know a prize ♪

♪ When it comes across your eye ♪

♪ Wouldn't you rather 24 karat than 10 carat? ♪

♪ No lie ♪

♪ To not see it, you would have to be blind ♪

♪ Don't you let them kill our vibe ♪

♪ The others ain't qualified, they don't deserve a reply ♪

♪ Ain't too many real ones no more ♪

♪ The kind that's independent, not in their feelings ♪

♪ Always leave you wanting more, more ♪

♪ Never in your business, give you something different ♪

♪ Ain't too many real ones no more ♪

♪ Them other girls are jealous, they don't know what real is ♪

♪ So let them take it personal, eh ♪

♪ Ain't too many real ones no more, no more ♪

♪ Don't know how you managed to steal my heart just like that ♪

♪ Why it seem like every time I'm good ♪

♪ My ex come right back ♪

♪ I don't move back I move forward, call me again, I'll ignore ♪

♪ If you want this ass back, you can hit my Cash App ♪

♪ And I'll think about it ♪

♪ No lie ♪

♪ To not see it, you would have to be blind ♪

♪ Don't you let them kill our vibe ♪

♪ The others ain't qualified ♪

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