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Legacy.

Anthropologists often rely on it to help fill in the blanks.

But for some cultures, legacy is not easily studied.

For example, many people of African origin can only

trace their families back five or six generations

due to the transatlantic slave trade.

So when history gets less clear,

and we don't know what was,

how do future generations determine

what their legacy should be?

That's when I learned the seminar wasn't

just a self-help course.

It was a cult...

You think you could ever get taken in by a cult?

Uh, no way.

I am way too skeptical, and I overthink.

You, on the other hand, would be a cult's dream.

You're too damn nice,

and you'd probably be afraid of offending somebody

by asking them where the exit is.

Yep, that's me,

nice and dumb.

No, Ian.

I'm such a dumbass.

No, don't say that.

mean, how the hell did I think I was gonna cancel

an entire wedding and Mira's parents weren't

gonna want me to pay for it?

Yeah, but they didn't even ask you.

They just sent an officer to serve you with a lawsuit.

I mean, I've never even heard of that, and I watch Bravo.

It's too garbage can trash for even Jersey.

Ain't nothing garbage can trash about $68,000.

You know, the irony is, I told her.

I told her this was too much.

You know, we should just do something like

city hall or something simple.

Simple can be romantic.

Just me, her, her friends...

I don't think I want to hear any more about that.

Just...

Copy.

Nah, but paying for it is the right thing to do.

It's just impossible.

It's like remembering to floss every day

or defending the Knicks.

Well, you know that I would give you the money,

if I didn't talk to my student loan collectors

enough to know their kids' names and birthdays.

But we will figure this out together.

Mm, I think you sat on the remote again.

Oh.

- Got it? - Nah.

- No remote, but... - But?

...funny little hair tie thingy.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, shit, this is my NuvaRing.

Wait, did this just fall out?

What, through your shorts?

I don't think so.

Oh, my God.

This must have fallen out during our couch session.

Whew. One of our finest, I might add.

So we were knocking boots, and I knocked it out?

- Ayy. - All right, Ian,

I could be really pregnant.

Hm.

Hmm? Hmm what?

Well, I mean, we're not 18 anymore.

All right, I mean, we always used to fantasize

about having kids.

Right? Come on, Camille.

We're in our 30s. Like,

getting pregnant wouldn't be the worst thing.

- Would it? - Yeah, but we just

got back together.

And having accidental couch babies was not

a part of our fantasy,

especially with your lawsuit

and my going nowhere job search.

OK.

Google says that it is soon enough

that we are still protected from pregnancy.

What a relief, right?

Is it weird I miss couch baby already?

Very.

You know what else is weird?

- Hm? - That.

I'm worried.

This is your third transfusion this month.

I actually knew that, because fun fact,

I was here for all three.

Blood transfusions are for emergency situations,

not routine care.

Got it.

Uh, this is my attorney calling.

I have to take it.

Talk to me, June.

How are we getting Brandon the fuck out of my place?

This is serious. You need to start talking

with your doctor about having your hysterectomy.

It's too risky to keep treating you with transfusions.

Too risky?

Yet, yanking everything out is safe?

Not you, June.

This bootleg-ass clinic is trying to stop treating me.

Tell them they have to treat me.

This is my lawyer, and she says you have to treat me.

What do you mean, "not necessarily?"

You work for me.

No, I don't. I work for the clinic.

Oh, my God. I'm not talking to you.

No, I'm not talking to you.

I'm talking to her.

Arbitration?

The paperwork that you signed releases us...

How many times do I have to say,

I am not talking to you?

Not you, June. Her.

Goodbye.

We'll talk later.

Where the hell are you going?

You said we'd talk later.

I wasn't...

just give me the damn blood transfusion.

OK.

But this is your last time.

I know. I know.

Turns out, hoping health problems would go away

is no more a solid plan than hoping my ex-husband would.

That was my plan with my ex too.

Maybe we should introduce them to each other,

and they can ruin the Earth together.

But does it say "Vogue"?

It shouts "Vogue."

It screams "Vogue."

Eh, I prefer the blue one.

Don't look at me like that.

You know the morning I had.

I'm gonna change.

The vote needs to be unanimous.

But girl, you know we ain't been unanimous

since we agreed that shower sex was overrated.

I still can't believe that Mira didn't

have "Vogue" cancel my 73 Questions.

That's because she was probably too busy

suing Ian to be shady with you.

But the question is, when will a tornado come down

and drop a house on top of her?

And maybe pick up Brandon's ass on its way out.

And maybe Isabella could get a little bit

of that collateral damage.

Mmm.

Actually, I did not mean that.

It was my fault.

- Quinn. - No, it was.

I was too pushy.

Too me.

This is dumb.

- No. - Why are we talking about exes

when you are about to have

the greatest interview of your career?

You know, when I was in "Forbes,"

it was all I could think about.

We remember.

Praise Jesus, Buddha,

and L. Ron whatever-the-fuck-his-name-was!

Best day ever!

Angela Wilson, everybody!

Angie Wilson just booked a costar role

in The Legacy of Christmas Falls.

- Oh. - Oh, my gosh.

You booked that Christmas Hallmark film?

- Yes. - Oh, my gosh,

this is like a dream come true.

OK, for you more than me, but yup.

I am officially the lead girl's best friend,

Ebony Jackson Washington.

The cultural sensitivity of Hallmark.

That part.

I walked in.

The casting director and I chatted.

They asked if I could ride a bike, and that was it.

And it starts immediately, like now.

Wait, did you tell them that you can't ride a bike?

I told them that I could.

And that's why God invented stunt doubles

and special effects.

But did he invent those?

I'm going to be a star.

My girl's gonna be in "Vogue."

What else did I miss?

Um, Tye can't continue

with her blood transfusions.

Camille lost her NuvaRing.

Were those cause and effect?

Unrelated.

Must have been some acrobatic-ass sex!

Yeah! Cirque du So-Fuck.

Ooh, I love dirty Camille.

She is rare, but when she's here,

baby, she shines.

But real talk, I don't like birth control stuck up in me.

And the way I figure, if I ain't get pregnant

that summer in the ATL,

there is no way I can have kids.

But you know what was kind of weird?

Ian.

That was gonna be my guess too.

Yeah, he was all like, we could have the baby.

Like, we just got back together,

and he's already talking about having kids.

I mean, is it really "already"

when you guys have been in each other's lives

for, like, a decade?

I mean, you did say that you wanted

to become parents someday.

Right, someday.

But that's not today.

And how do I know when I'm supposed to start?

And what if I wait too long,

and then I can't have kids anymore,

and then I'm overwhelmed with regret,

and then I spend my last remaining dollar on QVC,

ordering creepy dolls

that I introduce to people as my babies?

- Oh, no. - And then...

and then what if we do?

What if we do have a kid, and we break up again?

And then now we got to figure out custody.

And then the kids are always gonna like the dad

more than they like the mom, and they come to my house,

and I'm busy for the weekend,

so now they feel that they're being neglected,

so then they grab my credit card,

and they buy creepy dolls

off QVC that they call Mommy.

- What is up with her and QVC? - And creepy dolls?

I see why the NuvaRing tried to escape.

She crazy.

Oh, I got to go.

You guys, my doctor squeezed me in

for a refill appointment.

Tye, you should come.

Um, I don't need a NuvaRing,

nor do I need to watch you get yours.

For a second opinion on the transfusions.

Oh, your doctor, she cool?

She is everything.

Quinn, good luck.

Thank you.

- Mm! - Good luck.

See you tomorrow at my parents' vow renewal.

- Mwah! - Congratulations!

Thank you, baby.

Ooh, ooh, ooh! Oh, ooh!

I got to go too!

Hallmark table read is in an hour.

Mwah!

From an unsanctioned Broadway musical

to a Hallmark Christmas movie.

My overnight rocket ride to stardom has become

a very, very long set of stairs to the lower middle.

I'm proud of you.

Thank you.

- Love you. - Love you.

Bye, honey.

♪ I'm in a crowd and I'm lonely ♪

♪ Know no one's gonna come looking for me ♪

♪ When I get cold, can you hold me? ♪

Hi, I'm Quinn.

♪ Not too many I can trust ♪

This is stupid.

♪ Guess I'm scared of falling in love ♪

Welcome to Hallmark.

Welcome to Hallmark.

Welcome to Hallmark.

Mm-mm.

Hi.

I loved you in "Moesha."

Excuse me?

She got fired.

This is her replacement.

Sorry, confession time.

I've never seen "Moesha," or any show.

I wasn't allowed to watch TV as a kid,

and then my husband said it was "hashtag canceled,"

because it gives a woman too many ideas.

And I get that.

Hi, I'm Jami Van Horn.

Angie Wilson.

Rick Smith.

Actually, Rick Rothstein,

but audience testing said the last name

made them uncomfortable, and I get that.

You said someone got fired?

Uh, Countess Vaughn?

Kim Parker?

They fired Brandi's bestie?

Oh, not sure who any of those people are,

but Countess said that she could ride a bike,

and that was a lie.

Who lies to Hallmark?

Oh.

Oh, that's awful.

So I guess it's good I can ride a bike, huh?

It's great.

How else are you gonna get me

the winning Christmas cookies

that make him fall in love with me at the end?

Right. Exactly.

How else would I do that?

Yeah, can't wait.

Dr. Lisbon.

- Camille. - Hi.

I understand we have a runaway NuvaRing.

Yes, and she didn't leave a note or nothing, so.

And I was actually thinking of maybe changing it to an IUD,

because it's just a little bit more stable,

and I don't see sex between me and Ian getting

any less 3D any time soon.

Ooh, you crazy breeders.

No problem. But just to make sure,

if you decide that you're gonna switch to the IUD,

that means you aren't thinking about kids

for the next three years.

Right, yes.

Uh, wait. I don't know.

I mean, I know that we might want them one day, someday.

Is someday less than three years?

Yes.

Well, for Ian, probably.

But for me, maybe not...

probably.

Three years. Right. Um...

You know what?

I am just gonna stick with the NuvaRing,

and I will just be more gentle.

Done. Anything else?

Yes. This is my friend, Tye.

Hi, um...

I was cursed with the Holy Trinity...

polyps, fibroids, cysts...

and apparently,

I can't do endless transfusions.

Yeah, it's hard for that to be your only treatment plan.

Well, their only plan was for me to get a hysterectomy,

and that seems a bit drastic.

Yeah, that doesn't always have to be the first step.

Now, I haven't been treating you,

so I'd need to know more about your medical history.

But there could be a less invasive treatment path

before we get to hysterectomy.

Okay, Dr. Lisbon.

No one has ever told me that there were other options.

Thank you.

Of course.

Now, my advice is actually the same for you both.

Start with ovarian reserve testing

to get a sense of what your egg counts are like.

Having a realistic picture of what's going on

inside your body will help you both make

more informed decisions.

Well, I'm not thinking of kids enough to do all that.

If I had a nickel for every time

a patient changed their mind about family...

It's not invasive.

And why agonize over the hypothetical

when there's science?

Well, I need to do everything that I can

before my Columbia insurance runs out.

So I don't see a reason not to, I guess.

Child, hell will freeze over before my eggs do.

But no harm in a test.

Right, Doc?

I promise.

Okay.

So we're in.

- Mm-hmm. - Unlike my NuvaRing.

And can a sister go ahead and get that refill?

I got you.

♪ In my shirt today ♪

♪ Feeling real good at a double date...

I will have a mimosa.

Just a coffee for me.

That is the thing that makes brunch not breakfast.

It's a judgment-free zone to drink.

But I have a call with my lawyer

about Brandon later,

and I wanna be lucid in my hatred.

That's terrifying.

Sorry.

Oh, my God, Angie, was this a good night

or a bad morning?

A bad career decision.

This morning, I thought I'd take my first bike lesson

on Quinn's Peloton.

The shit killed Mr. Big, and it nearly killed me.

I thought ♪MeToo killed Mr. Big.

Why does everyone say "it's like riding a bike"

to describe easy shit?

"It's like sucking dick."

"It's like finding a Golden Girls rerun."

Those things are easy. Riding a bike is not.

Actually, I would say that riding a bike

is way easier than sucking some dick,

if you know what I mean.

- Oh. - Ian or Jameson?

I'm not answering that.

Ian.

I don't know much about dick,

but my money's on Jameson.

- Girl, Big-Dicked Ian. - Intellectual Jameson.

"Did you see how she cried over the dick" Ian.

"Have you seen his feet" Jameson.

What I was going to say is,

Ian rides his bike all the time,

and he can probably teach you.

He's a very good teacher.

I mean, the things that he's taught me...

Okay, I don't wanna hear about all that.

But I guess I'll give it a try.

Ooh, Ian gonna be mad at you.

Mm, she ain't wrong.

Okay, are we waiting for Quinn to order or...

No, she's not coming. She was a mess when I left.

She was practicing questions

for the Vogue interview all night,

which is exactly as annoying as it sounds.

Bitch, close your door.

But then we get to hear how great she did

at her parents' vow renewal.

Ooh, unless Ian kills me on the bike first.

- Oh, thank you. - Ooh, thank you, child.

But that wasn't for...

Mmm.

Yeah, he gonna be mad at me.

- I told you. - Mm-hmm.

All right.

But I don't want to.

- Look, Angie... - Ground rules.

Of course. All right.

So first thing we got to remember: this is a...

No, bitch. I mean my rules.

No hills, no garbage cans, no cars,

and no letting go without telling me.

Until I say, you holding on

with those surprisingly chiseled arms.

Um...

Girl, nobody wants Ian.

It was just an observation.

Ooh, last rule: when I say stop,

lesson's over. We stop.

I'm fine with all those rules.

- Okay. - All right? But I have my own.

You gon' have to abide by this one.

You gon' have to wear this helmet.

Ha! Not happening.

I picture my hair blowing in the breeze,

you know, not smashed under plastic.

Helmet.

Fine, helmet.

Oh.

But only because I am a sucker

for a man who understands

the value of protecting a woman.

Angie...

Girl, nobody wants Ian.

But you smell good.

Angie, you got this.

It's gonna be great.

Okay, if your boyfriend kills me,

I will haunt both of y'all forever.

And not in some cute Casper the Friendly Ghost type way,

some Conjuring hopping-out-of-mirrors,

scare-you-to-death type shit.

I will be your generational curse.

Relax, all right? Hop on.

Feet are gonna go on these pedals.

Hands right on these handlebars.

These are your brakes right here.

- Okay? - Okay.

Now, we're gonna look straight ahead.

All's we're gonna do is pedal.

- Okay. - Easy work.

All right, I'm gonna hold on

to the back of your seat to make sure you don't fall.

Okay, don't let go.

I'm not. I'm right here.

All right? Just pedal.

- I got you. - Okay.

- Oh, shit. - All right.

Okay. Oh.

Okay, got it. - You're doing it!

- You got it, Ange! - Don't let go.

Don't let go.

I got you.

All right.

Okay.

You let go!

- You let go! - You're doing it!

Oh, shit! Ah!

Oh!

Ooh!

What the fuck kind of "I got you" was that!

Girl, see, this is why nobody wants Ian!

Look at me!

Now I'll never be a knee model!

Oh, my God!

Shh, shh, shh, shh. There you go.

I'm thirsty.

You want a juice box?

I mean, they're very comforting for me

when I'm grading papers.

Only if it's apple.

Oh, it's apple.

Flip it like so.

Pop it in.

For you.

Thank you.

Angie, I am super proud of you.

You did something that you were scared to do today.

- I'm still gonna get fired. - Oh, no.

Tomorrow, you're gonna get back on that bike and learn.

All right? I promise.

Who the fuck eats chunky peanut butter?

God!

Half?

Nigga, you must be crazy.

Counselor, once again, please have Tyesha

stop addressing my client directly

with racial epithets and put-downs.

June, please tell this dumb, greedy,

country-ass motherfucker's bus-stop-bench attorney

to stop calling me Tyesha.

Requesting a sidebar with my client.

Good idea. Maybe you can get Tyesha

to act like an adult.

I swear to Christ, I will f...

Threatening Brandon and using foul language

is not helping your case.

I know. I'm already paying for him

to stay in a hotel to be out of my place.

Something he didn't have to agree to!

And I don't have to agree to give him half of everything.

Why am I paying your high-ass hourly rate?

I can lose this bet on my own.

Right now, half is on the table.

But if it goes to trial, it's an uphill battle.

In the court's eyes, you deceived him by marrying him,

and then you abandoned him, and you made a lot of money.

But that's not...

I want to fight this.

And I get that.

But just so you know, you run the risk

of not only losing more,

but also months, probably years,

of my high-ass hourly rate.

Now, are you willing to risk everything to save half?

We haven't seen each other in over a decade,

and he wants half of everything?

Fuck!

This is why I have no interest

in the whole family thing.

They always fuck you.

Okay, okay, but breathe.

God will not give us more than we can handle.

She did give us the Sex and the City reboot.

Yeah.

Ms. Parks, you're in room three.

Ms. Reynolds, you're in room two.

Thank you.

I have to meet with my cousin soon,

and I don't trust that bitch in my apartment alone.

So I'll see you at the vow renewal?

Yeah, perfect.

Good luck.

I'm not really sure what that means in this circumstance,

but good luck to you, too.

So I have the results of your ovarian reserve testing.

I am happy to report that your results are excellent.

I'm sorry, but unfortunately, the numbers are pretty low.

I'd say your levels are at

an ideal place for egg freezing.

We should start taking steps to see if biological children

will ever be an option.

Come in! Hi.

Quinn Joseph! Thanks for sharing your world.

You ready for 73 rapid-fire questions?

I'm ready for 173.

I love it. Drink of choice?

In the daytime, a kale smoothie.

At night, a French 75.

- Vintage or new? - Oh, definitely vintage.

Describe your brand in three words.

Stylish, sustainable, sexy.

Sweet or salty?

Always sweet.

Name three things that make you happy.

Ooh, my friends, my career, and...

Uh, oh, I'm sorry. I...

It's okay.

No one gets it perfect the first time.

I can't tell you how many times

we had to start over with Blake Lively.

Took an entire weekend.

Right.

Okay.

Let's reset!

Come in! Hi.

Quinn Joseph, thanks for having us!

You ready for 73 rapid-fire questions?

I am ready like Freddie!

Ew. Uh, that was dumb.

- Can we... - Yeah.

Describe your brand in three words.

Um, stylish, sustainable, sexy.

Three things that make you happy.

Um, my friends,

chocolate-stuffed beignets, and...

Oh, my God, why am I blanking?

You said career before?

I did?

Great. Yes.

Right. That.

On a scale of 1 to 10, how happy are you?

Uh, happy?

Oh, um...

Huh. Uh...

Tears of happiness?

I'd say that's a 10-plus!

Oh, it is?

Um...

Oh, shit, sorry, I, um...

I'm not sure what's happening.

Should we come back another time?

No, no, no, no, no.

I'm... I'm fine.

I'm fine.

I...

my girlfriend broke up with me because I was too clingy,

you know?

So...

but I don't think that this is that.

I mean, Vogue is here,

and this is the moment of my dreams!

But now I don't even know why I wanted it.

So I mean, why aren't I more happy?

Usually, I ask the questions.

I'm sorry, I... I don't think I can do this.

Um... Can... can we cut?

Nikki, I appreciate your help,

but could you have saged after?

No, we had to cleanse Brandon's toxic energy

up in here.

Fair enough.

Shit, girl, this is a lot of stuff!

You have to list everything?

Everything. And if I leave anything off,

the mediators and Brandon's lawyers

can accuse me of fraud.

The irony is, this marriage was the fucking fraud.

Does somebody need another cocktail?

- I know I do. - Let's just get this done.

Write down and photograph anything considered an asset.

Okay, so I think this is an asset.

Maybe I should take it off your hands,

just so another thing you ain't got to list.

I'm not listing that.

Brandon can't have it, and neither can you.

Grandma Florence gave me this.

Oh, Gammy Flo.

I miss her.

She gave me this necklace that I still have for good luck.

You know, I always felt like out of all the cousins,

we were her favorite.

You think she knew we were... different?

I sometimes wonder if she was different, too,

just born in a time when she couldn't express it.

That would explain a lot, actually.

Little Tye, wearing a dress?

Give me that!

I remember her, honey.

So much I wish I could tell her.

Uh, yeah!

Like, "You're gay, bitch.

Don't marry some boy who's gonna take half your shit!"

For starters.

Also, don't start watching Lost.

They didn't think that shit through.

Mm-hmm.

But I would also tell her

that her cousin, Nikki,

will pave the way for her to get out of a life

she feels so stifled by.

Seriously, Nik, you letting me crash on your couch

all those months...

Oh, don't sweat it, honey.

That is what family is for.

It is.

Do you ever think about continuing our family?

Like, having kids?

All the time.

You?

Never.

Ever.

I mean, until recently,

I kind of always thought it was off the table.

Off the table?

Honey, what year are you living in?

Queer and trans people are having children every day.

I know!

And it's turned most brunches

into a nightmare.

Touché.

I guess I just didn't see it for myself.

I mean, other than you and Grandma Florence,

family hasn't been a particular safe space for me.

Same.

But I like to look at it like this.

If we don't have kids, the progress in our family

stops with us.

You know, Gammy Flo did what she could...

- Mm-hmm. - ...and we are living

her wildest dreams.

So maybe through our children,

we can really create a queer, inclusive legacy.

And that ain't nothing to sneeze at.

Mm-hmm, especially in a Black family.

If you ask me, that alone makes it worth it.

You know what, cousin?

You are smarter than you dress.

Fuck you, bitch!

I look good.

Coming to my house with fucking jeggings on.

Ah!

Ooh, bitch!

You don't have to catch the bouquet!

You are the bouquet!

Thank you, baby!

And you look like a work of art!

Thank you.

I need to find Quinn's ass to make her

feel guilty for how much I paid for this damn suit.

It's worth it.

Where is this vow renewal happening anyway?

Upstairs.

Black tie, my ass.

Want me to get you a whiskey?

Please!

All right! Excuse me.

In no world, never.

Bartender?

See, that's not right.

You're operating with an unfair advantage.

Oh, you work with what you got.

How long you been waiting?

Oh, long enough.

I'm ready to start polishing off

whatever's left in these dirty glasses.

Ooh, that is not sanitary.

That's what she said.

Hey, are you above a scam?

Scams are my love language.

I'll distract the bartender. When I do,

you liberate one of those bottles.

And meet me out front.

Yes.

I need an EpiPen!

I'm having an allergic reaction to...

ice!

Ice?

Help!

Oh, my God!

Somebody help him!

Is there a problem?

Oh, I'm calling 911.

Please, please, please.

Too late.

I'm already dead.

Hope you're happy.

And tonight, we shall be enjoying...

fuck!

Simple syrup?

You had all the liquor in the world,

and you chose simple syrup.

I just got the one that felt the most full,

and normally, I am a superior heistress.

Well, if we, uh, drink it really fast,

I guess we can try for a sugar high.

Not feeling that.

And I don't think we can go back into that bar.

No.

We can take this show on the road.

I can buy you a drink somewhere else.

I wouldn't say no.

Okay.

Oh, bring a gift. Don't be tacky.

26 minutes for an Uber or a Lyft.

You having any luck?

No, but mainly because I've been kicked off both.

Well, it's a bit of a hike to anywhere good.

We could rent a couple of bikes.

And my libido just plummeted.

Why does bike shit keep haunting me?

You're not a rider, huh?

Kind of surprised to hear that.

Triggered. Triggered.

My best friend's boyfriend just tried to teach me,

and I nearly died.

Okay, well,

I just took you for a woman

who appreciated sharing control.

When you're riding a bike, that's what you're doing.

You're balancing control between you and the bike.

Okay.

Don't let my one-time willingness

to co-scam confuse you.

I don't like sharing control.

Then don't let my willingness to initiate a scam confuse you.

I very much like a woman who is in control.

Mmm.

And her libido returns.

Do you like the park at night?

I've done it in worse places.

Let the adventure begin.

Mm.

♪ You can't blame it on the alcohol...

It's often assumed that legacy

is about the tangible things

that are left to future generations.

- Ready? - Okay.

- Ready? - All right.

- Okay. - All right.

Okay, you can let go!

You can let go!

I'm doing it!

I'm riding a bike!

I'm riding!

You see me?

Look, no feet! Watch this!

But sometimes, it's in the moments

we learn something new...

You see me riding?

I'm riding a bike.

♪ And now you can't speak ♪

♪ I know that you weak I see ♪

♪ I'm too sweet I got you tongue tied...

...learn something about ourselves...

♪ ...that's why you can't reply ♪

♪ I'm too sweet...

♪ I know that you weak I see ♪

♪ It should be simple...

♪ You guys really be on your cool shit ♪

♪ Play games on some new shit...

Why don't we do more things

that cause us to get dressed up?

We're cute.

Well, I might be cute, but baby,

you are absolutely stunning.

- Thank you. - Get you a drink?

Yeah, yeah.

And if you see Quinn, just send her over.

Okay.

Cam!

...or learn a way

to connect our past to our futures.

You are looking absolutely flawless.

When I come to straight weddings,

I like to upstage the bride...

- Mm-hmm. - ...and groom...

- Mm-hmm. - ...and heteronormativity

in general.

So... Dr. Lisbon.

Yes. So how did that go?

My egg reserves are way above average.

Even my body is an overachiever.

She said, regardless of treatment plan,

that I should freeze my eggs,

because it would be hard to stop and do it midstream.

Everyone wants us to have kids.

Right.

But the weird thing is,

I'm doing it.

Wow! Tye, that's... that's great!

I mean, just as a precaution,

in the event that I want to start a family.

I mean, I doubt it, a lot.

But just in case.

It's okay. Don't want to change your mind.

And having a family isn't the worst thing.

Ooh! Sounds like somebody

is in the market for freezing some eggs.

Um, I don't know if I can have kids.

My number count is low or something.

Oh, no!

Cami! Shit!

How are you handling the news?

And sometimes we learn legacy is

as much about what we leave...

I'm not.

I don't even know how to tell Ian.

I've cost him 68 grand and Mira.

And what, I'm just supposed to drop this on him, too?

Drop what on me?

...as what we don't leave.

♪ Please don't shoot me down ♪

♪ Need you more ♪

♪ More than ever now ♪

♪ Shoot me down ♪

♪ Please don't shoot me down ♪

♪ Need you more ♪

♪ More than ever now ♪

♪ I need to do something ♪

♪ Hate sitting around doing nothing ♪

♪ Yeah I can't sit still ♪

♪ Life just gets too real it gives me chills ♪

♪ All alone ♪

♪ It gets so cold ♪

♪ Wonder if you love me still ♪

♪ All alone ♪

♪ It gets so cold ♪

♪ Shoot me down ♪

♪ Please don't shoot me down ♪

♪ Need you more ♪

♪ More than ever now ♪

♪ Shoot me down ♪

♪ Please don't shoot me down ♪

♪ Need you more ♪

♪ More than ever now ♪

♪ Dealing with something within ♪

♪ Dealing with something within ♪

♪ It's just the way that I am ♪

♪ Dealing with something within ♪

♪ Dealing with something within ♪

♪ It's just the way that I am ♪

♪ So why I trip ♪

♪ Drive myself insane every day in my head ♪

♪ Kinda like the games that we play ♪

♪ I can't quit ♪

♪ You using me using you I admit ♪

♪ Life just gets too real it gives me chills ♪

♪ All alone ♪

♪ It gets so cold ♪

♪ Wonder if you love me still ♪