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Yes, and I'm sorry about that,

but now that Princess Bella is out of the vet,

can you please send off those makeup tutorials for edit?

Uh, let me call you back.

There's a stranger in my gran's living room.

[clears throat]

Excuse me, ma'am.

I think you're in the wrong house.

Au contraire, my darling.

-[Chelsea gasps] -[laughs]

Well, what's the verdict?

Guilty as sin for looking absolutely fierce.

Better than Rihanna in her pixie era.

Great minds think alike.

What?

Oh, Chelsea. No, baby. No.

I'm-I'm sorry, Gran. It's just...

Your beautiful hair.

We are not having any big emotions today.

Now, besides,

I am thrilled with my new makeover.

It was time to shake things up.

[Anita laughs]

Are we still on for our romantic evening?

I was thinking about takeout

from that Thai place in Woodley Park.

And that date-night vibes playlist that you made

that you swear doesn't exist?

I don't know anything you're talking about.

Sure. Well, I am excited to see you,

and I'm sorry I had to bail on your family's volunteer thing.

Don't sweat it. We'll survive.

I will just be posted up here at Uptown working on my story.

And I'm still wondering when you're gonna

stop being mysterious

and let your husband know what it's about.

When I'm ready.

Unless you want to spill some juicy

state secrets to me so we're even.

Oh, that's Naomi.

-Come in. -Give her my best.

-And I love you. -Me, too.

And I can't wait to tell you and show you how much tonight.

I brought snacks.

-Oh, thanks for the goodies. -Of course.

I can't believe I haven't seen you since learning

that both of my cousins are healthy and variant-free.

Mm. We all have so much to be grateful for.

Can I get you some water, tea?

Uh, maybe something with a little more bite?

Oh, we're actually addressing campaign postcards by hand.

Don't you have a staff that...?

You know what? Never mind.

I'm here and fully committed.

So, yes, one while we work would be great.

Coming right up.

So, where are my favorite teenagers?

Samantha and Tyrell are at the mall.

And Smitty is working on a story

that could change everything, apparently.

Hmm.

Max, what the hell?

I thought we agreed to meet later.

Don't ask me now, but I can't be your source anymore.

I'm out.

♪ ♪

Baby, you are two taps away from giving me a migraine,

on top of whatever mystery condition I might have.

I don't understand how you can be so casual about this.

I'm not, but if I learned one thing from Dani...

...from my daughter's recent ordeal, is that

playing out worst-case scenarios regarding health matters

and medical stuff, it just... it just adds stress.

Why don't you go put some miles on your credit card?

You know, maybe go to the club spa?

I don't want to go to...

-Hey. -Happy birthday, Caroline.

Birthday woman in the house.

Oh, you're both too kind.

Uh, I hate to interrupt,

but we need to review your schedule if this is a good time.

Yeah, it is. Hay was just leaving.

[scoffs]

[clears throat]

You couldn't usher her out fast enough.

Something or... someone else on your mind?

He and I have taken a couple trips down memory lane

-over the past few weeks. -Hmm.

Could have left him a little sentimental.

And life's so complicated.

Cancer.

Possible cancer, it...

It's easy to get...

caught up...

in nostalgia.

Caught up how?

I kissed Bill.

Hmm.

That kiss must have really done something to him, though,

because the guy is ready to send Hayley packing.

What did it mean to you?

It was a goodbye.

To Bill?

Or to me?

-That kiss was closure. -Hmm.

To Bill.

To that life.

To everything we had before.

But the way he looks at you says something different.

Memories like those are like mythical sirens.

They lure you in.

And it's so easy to get swept up in the laughter and the warmth

and what-what feels like renewed love

until you realize you're actually drowning,

and all the memories from the rest of that life

come flashing before your eyes.

All of the...

"Please don't leave me alone in this bed,"

and, "I will never let someone treat me like that again."

And the way my heart broke over and over and over.

Dani...

You know, the first time Bill cheated, I was devastated.

The second? Furious.

I was ready to take my girls and leave his ass

until he broke it off with whatever paralegal

he's playing hide-the-brief with.

-But he didn't stop. -Oh.

He'd pull it together for a minute.

But then soon enough,

he was back to his... ways.

It was an endless cycle.

Different women, same excuses.

It didn't take long to realize I was fighting a losing battle.

But you stayed.

You pretended that it wasn't happening.

And I lost a little more of my self-respect each time.

It was soul-crushing.

[softly]: Come here.

You might be another year older, but not any wiser.

The only thing on my mind right now is my schedule.

Mm-hmm. So how'd the doctor's visit go?

Oh, they're still unclear about what might be causing

these strange test results.

You know, a lab tech is going to do

scheduled blood tests for 24 hours,

and they have me on some elimination diet.

But Hayley's herbal tea was the first to go.

Thank God. Anyway, before we get started,

I...

...got something for you.

Uh, the party you and Hayley are throwing for me is gift enough.

No. No, Caroline, you've been a friend

and a confidante for over ten years now.

You see me at my worst, you've covered for my mistakes,

and that doesn't go unnoticed, okay?

Now, stop arguing with me and open that damn box.

Okay.

You bought me a Mercedes?

Mm-hmm. Had it delivered to the parking garage this morning.

-This is too much. -No, I beg to differ.

Loyalty and discretion should always be rewarded.

MARTIN: You've been to see Gran lately?

Yeah, on my way to the office the other day.

Why? Did something happen?

Other than her kicking Granddad out?

Kicked out, kicked out?

It was only for a few hours,

but he was being a little too attentive.

Hmm. More than usual?

Enough to annoy the hell out of Gran.

-But he had good reason. -Mm.

He was worried after she collapsed.

I'm sorry. Collapsed?

Martin, why am I just now hearing about this?

She wanted to keep it on the low.

She was dehydrated after chemo and passed out at home.

Granddad called my dad,

and Dad came over to hook her up to an I.V.

She's fine now.

My God, I can't imagine how terrifying

that must have been for both of them.

When you've loved someone for that long,

the idea of life without them is... unthinkable.

And when their work could put them in danger...

You can't help but to worry.

SMITTY: Drink this.

I'm gonna need something stronger than that, man.

You want a-a beer?

No, try shots.

All right, multiple.

Enough to forget what I saw.

Okay, uh, talk to me.

-What happened? -All right.

The boss, you know, called in all the couriers for a meeting.

You know, he said he wanted to clear the air.

Well, that doesn't sound good.

Well, he was pacing like a caged animal.

You know, talking about trust and loyalty.

And then he shouts, "One of you's a snitch."

What happened next?

Max, what happened next?

Well, that's when Cal went down.

Without warning. Just, boom, you know?

Just beat him down right in front of us.

The-the-the screaming, the-the blood.

It was just... Oh, God.

Is... is he still alive?

Look, I don't know. I just...

One of the guys, they took his body.

Just dumped it right in front of the ER.

They didn't even stick around to see if he made it.

That is so messed up.

Well, what about... what about you?

Are you... are you okay?

What do you think?

I'm the leak, Smitty.

I-I'm the one feeding you information.

Look...

I-I can't... I can't do this anymore, okay?

I got to get out.

[laughing]

Wait. Hang on, hang on, hang on.

Dani really said you could be a model?

Okay, brother, you're laughing a little too hard now.

-Is it that out of pocket? -Hey, maybe not.

You definitely could be a, uh-- let me look at you--

a "before" model.

[laughing]: Oh. Jacob's a comedian now.

Not funny.

Maybe a little funny.

Hey, for real, though, could you imagine Pop's reaction?

Man, that disappointed look would be all over his face.

Is he still pressing you?

His golden boy who's been walking on water

since he was in diapers?

Well, I couldn't bust an international crime syndicate

after my first night undercover.

Shame on me, right?

So the case isn't going how you planned?

Well, don't sound so relieved.

I know you and Naomi were concerned.

But the truth is, it's not even much to worry about.

This whole investigation might not even

turn out the way I want it to.

Would that be so terrible?

When Pops is looking for any excuse to park me at a desk?

Hell yeah.

I need this assignment to come together tight.

No loose ends.

SMITTY: Max. Max, just breathe, okay?

Look, I know what happened with that courier rattled you,

but you cannot disappear now.

You didn't see what I saw, okay?

You-you weren't there.

These guys, they're-they're monsters.

Which is exactly why you can't leave.

Oh, God.

Max, look, okay? I've been doing some digging.

This kid...

This kid is eight years old.

Eight, Max.

He has a rare blood condition.

He sees a specialist. He needs a transfusion once a week.

Last month, his treatments were pushed three times

because of supply chain issues.

Jesus.

You think what happened with that courier was brutal?

There are kids, elderly people,

accident victims all over the DMV

that are not gonna get the plasma they need

because your guys are stealing it, okay?

Making possibly millions for whoever's at the top.

I-I can't think about that right now.

Max, it's why you came to me in the first place.

Your gut is telling you that this is wrong.

Think of how many lives you are going to save

when this story breaks.

And what if I end up in a body bag like Cal?

-Hmm? -You said he wasn't dead.

No, I-I said I didn't know.

Look, regardless,

they're gonna figure out who pointed that flashlight.

Then you can't leave.

If you bail,

if, out of everyone that either witnessed

or heard about what happened, if you are the one to walk away,

they will definitely know it was you.

I can't stay.

I...

Damn. I don't know what to do.

Granddad is trying to be strong,

but this cancer thing is chipping away at him.

Mm. You know, in some ways,

it's harder to be the support person.

You know, standing there beside your loved one,

desperately wanting to help,

but there's actually nothing you can do.

And sometimes the caregiver has best intentions,

but their approach doesn't align with what the patient needs.

What do you mean?

Well, take Jacob, for instance.

That husband of mine has a protective streak a mile wide.

But sometimes that protection can... feel like a prison.

I get that.

Smitty and I have been there,

and I've definitely needed room to breathe.

Yeah. Love makes people want to fix things.

But when you are fighting for your life,

you don't want a handyman watching your every move.

So you don't blame Gran for kicking Granddad out?

Well, sometimes you need to protect the people you love

from their own need to protect you.

Even if that means carrying the weight alone.

Well, it went a lot better than the first time

I had to change my hair

due to circumstances beyond my control.

Oh, do tell.

Well, it was one of the first showcases

the Articulettes played,

and we wanted our hair to be "laid to the gawds."

So, I had the bright idea

to heat up the hot comb on the radiator in our dressing room.

-Oh, Gran, no. -[laughing]: Yep.

That comb burned off a chunk of my hair.

I looked like I had lost a fight with a light socket.

Well, did you cancel the show?

No, no.

Myron saved my behind that night.

Myron? I've never heard of that wig line.

Myron was the headliner.

To cover the damage,

I walked out onstage in one of his toupees,

fastened by Sharon and Tracy with a big bow plopped on top.

Now, he was none too thrilled that we had

"borrowed" one of his pieces, but hey, honey,

-the show must go on. -Mm-hmm.

Okay, wait. But you were out here serving looks

in a man's hairpiece?

I sure was.

Every woman in this family is gifted

with beauty, intellect

and talent.

I count my blessings daily

that I can just be in the presence of all this greatness.

Well, you set the example,

teaching us to chase our dreams.

Uh, and about that:

I... found another dream to chase.

But Kat doesn't really approve.

Oh.

Are you having a difference of opinion on the purse line?

Not really. Um...

Kat is freaking out because...

I want to get a place with Madison.

And what's wrong with that?

In Copenhagen.

I appreciate you keeping it real with me.

And I want you to know that Bill is a damn fool.

The man had a woman who was brilliant,

bold, who's loyal to a fault, and he fumbled it.

And now he has Hayley. Lucky him.

Hey, I don't give a damn how much regret the guy has.

All that matters to me is that we're building a life,

you and me.

And I have no intention

of letting anybody get in between that,

even if I have to fight for you.

Relax, Tarzan.

While your chest-thumping is cute,

it's unnecessary.

I'm not going anywhere.

Are you sure about that?

Yes.

But that kiss.

-That kiss to Bill was... -Was nothing...

compared to this.

Baby, I will tell Bill

that we don't talk unless it's about the girls.

It's time for me to put those memories in the past.

And to walk into the future...

with you.

That's a lackadaisical approach to a workday.

I've earned it.

You know, I cleared my entire schedule.

I even gave Caroline the rest of the night off.

Yeah, I ran into her and her new Benz in the parking deck.

Had to pull teeth to get her to admit

that it was a birthday gift from you.

Just like the old days.

Caroline never iced you out, Dani.

That's just her work persona. She's always liked you.

[laughs] Correction: Caroline was friendly to me

because I was your wife,

just like she's friendly to your current wife.

She was Hayley's maid of honor.

Because no one else wanted the job.

And it scored her points with her boss.

Come on, Bill.

The only person Caroline has ever been loyal to is you.

And judging from that very expensive gift out there,

it is crystal clear why.

Her old car was on its last leg,

and business has been very good, in large part because of her.

I have always admired Caroline's ability

to juggle your busy schedule.

Ah. Finally, some recognition.

She was especially adept at making sure

I never crossed paths with any of your side pieces.

Look who's come out of hiding.

And here I thought you were avoiding me.

I'd have to think about you to do that.

[laughs] You are so funny.

You know, the last time I saw you,

you were bolting out of that snobby soiree

at the club with Ted's love child.

What's her name again?

My girlfriend's name is Eva.

Right. Right.

The one who wrecked the Richardsons' anniversary party.

You did hear about that?

I don't base my opinion on gossip.

If I did, I wouldn't be here humoring you, would I?

Hmm.

Is Eva here with you?

No. That's my brother's.

Yeah, he should be back soon.

Oh.

Have you seen the WinterFest pics yet?

Oh, let me show you.

Ah. They posted them on the club's IG.

Oh. Mm.

The camera loves you.

Right?

And they're on the WinterFest hashtags, too.

Oops.

[laughing]: Oh.

Um, that was,

you know, for Bill's eyes only.

-Right. -Hayley, how's it going?

Hey, your brother and I were just getting reacquainted.

How's Naomi?

I know that whole gene-testing thing was stressful.

She's doing great. Thanks for asking.

Look, bro, I got to bounce.

It's a work thing that can't wait.

-Handle your business. -Cool.

I'll keep your baby brother entertained.

Now, where were we?

Girl, I cannot thank you enough for jumping in on that drive-by.

Look, I know it's happened before,

but every time it does, I cannot wrap my head around it.

I mean, who drops an injured person

outside of the emergency room door

and they don't even bother to alert anybody?

Well, in my experience,

it's because something shady has gone down.

Well, the guy was beat up pretty badly.

But at least his injuries weren't life-threatening.

The patient should be discharged tonight,

assuming his vitals remain stable.

Oh, God.

I saw in the notes that Bill Hamilton came in.

Oh, you know something.

Let's see what you know first.

Word is he declined in-patient observation. That true?

Not sure.

I do know that he was assigned to Dr. Martinez.

Oh, right.

Because Madison is leaving for Copenhagen.

-Mm. -Oh, I cannot imagine moving

to a whole nother country on such short notice.

The packing, the paperwork, the-the language apps.

The girlfriend?

I mean, are she and Chelsea gonna do long-distance?

'Cause that is... really long-distance.

-Oh, you haven't heard? -Mm.

Gran, will you please say something?

You're too quiet, and it's making me anxious.

Well, Copenhagen. I...

Well, I mean, it's-it's...

This is new information.

I know it seems unhinged,

but Madison got accepted into a fellowship,

and she asked me to move with her.

We'll be gone for a year.

A whole year?

I know it's big,

but what I have with Madison is the realest thing

I've ever felt.

And Kat thinks I'm foolishly flipping my life upside down.

And she even accused me of being selfish,

given the timing of... things.

No. No, no, you stop right there.

I don't want you or Kat or anyone else in this family

to put their lives on pause because I'm battling cancer.

I don't want to be a reason to stop living.

In fact, I-I want to be a reason to live more fully.

Thanks, Gran. I knew... I knew you would get it.

But I do agree with Kat on one point.

What's that?

Love shouldn't require change.

Real love, lasting love,

should meet you where you are.

Given all that's going on,

with Anita and everything, I'm just...

I'm surprised that Chelsea doesn't want to stay

closer to home.

At least for the next few months.

True.

Those Duprees tend to be tighter than bark on a tree,

and I saw it firsthand when I was Bill's physical therapist.

And even more so when it's one of their own that's down.

[sighs] And now with Bill's health acting up

and all the other health issues they have going on, I just...

It seems like a lot for Chelsea to walk away from.

Smitty. You sounded rattled on the phone.

-What's up? -Max.

He told me he wants to walk away.

-Are you serious? -Yeah. He's freaking out.

He saw another courier get beat down by his boss.

Max is supposed to vouch for me.

He's the only reason they're giving me a shot.

If he's out, that means I lose my in.

And I lose my source.

We would both have to start over.

Nah, man, I don't have time for that.

My dad's already breathing down my neck.

Tell me you got him to change his mind.

Well, apologies for being late.

Oh, we're actually stuffing envelopes.

You read the text, right?

Well, I thought it was code for wine and gossip.

Here, this should help with the reality check.

And you're not the last to arrive.

-Kat's still M.I.A. -I wouldn't count on it.

She's in one of her moods.

Mm, and water's wet. Here you go.

Well, before I paper-cut myself into a coma,

have either of you seen Gran's new look?

New look?

Well, when did this happen?

When her hair started falling out.

She decided to take matters into her own hands

and cut it really short.

Well, Mom cut it for her.

She's been dealing with so much.

I didn't know she was dealing with this

on top of passing out.

She didn't tell me that.

She didn't want to alarm everyone.

Typical Gran, looking out for us

even though she's the one fighting for her life.

[sighs]

I'm texting Kat. She needs to hear this.

Well, don't be surprised if she doesn't come.

She's furious at me for...

...for deciding to move to Denmark with Madison.

Did you just say Denmark?

Is that why Kat's upset?

Are you shutting down ChelseaKat?

Of course not. I will be working remotely,

but that is why she's upset.

I'm still trying to process this whole

"moving across the world" thing.

Madison has an incredible opportunity

that she just can't pass up,

and I don't think I can be without her.

So, if you're gonna yell at me, too, then...

Well, I think this sounds like an incredible adventure.

So, you're okay with it?

Well, it depends.

Did you want me to try to talk you out of it?

Chels?

Uh, where you going?

I know I just got here, but there's somewhere else

that I need to be.

I'm sorry, Martin.

[door opens and closes]

BILL: Let me guess.

You're here for another review of my greatest hits.

"Remember when I was a terrible husband?"

Well, that is one of my favorites.

I was hoping we could skip the retrospective tonight.

Well, I'm not in the mood

for another Hayley-bashing session, either.

That's surprising,

given your recent buyer's remorse.

Vernon told you?

He told my husband,

-who told me. -Mm.

Yeah, well, that explains everything.

You know, your father was never one of my biggest fans.

It makes sense that he'd go to Andre and warn him about me.

That's where you're wrong.

You became more than just a son-in-law to my daddy.

You were the son he never had.

Until you disappointed him

by disappointing me.

I laid it all out for him.

The facts, the consequences,

the people getting hurt while these bastards

play their shell game with plasma.

Well, did it work?

I think so.

At least enough to get Max to agree

to pitch you to replace the courier that they, you know...

-Retired. -Yeah.

And since you've already met the boss...

Yeah, well, the clock's ticking.

How long until we find out about the courier thing?

Max said that he would text you on your burner,

so who knows, it could be tonight.

Or it could be never.

NAOMI: How's Smitty doing with that story?

You mentioned it was something big.

I would love to tell you, but I know next to nothing.

He says it's gonna be big, though.

Maybe even awards worthy.

-Ooh. -Problem is,

the bigger the story, usually the more dangerous.

How's Jacob and the new case?

Wouldn't know. He can't say much, either,

just that it's an important assignment

and he's determined to prove himself.

I can't say this to Smitty, but I can't stand

when he chases these investigative pieces.

I know it's selfish, but I wish he would just stick to...

human interest and local politics.

Safe stuff.

You know what I hate?

This whole charade.

Come again?

Martin, you have a staff.

Paid professionals whose entire job

is to make you look good and to handle tedious tasks.

Personal touches matter in politics,

and voters can smell a fraud a mile away.

Just like I'm smelling right now?

You could always see right through me.

-[chuckles] -Even when we were kids.

[sighs] With everything spiraling lately,

I just needed an excuse to see my people.

Martin, you don't need to pull a stunt to get us close.

We are family. We show up.

It's what we do.

So, consider this charade officially over,

and let me tell you what we're gonna do instead.

Hey, I can't believe we haven't hung out

since you've been back.

I know. I saw you at Uptown the other day, but...

CHELSEA: Ships passing and all that.

-Yeah, we got to catch up. -HAYLEY: Well, you looked like

a woman on a mission when you walked in.

Don't let us keep you.

Actually, I-I'm the one who got to dip.

-Hey, let's link up soon. -It's a date.

So, my dad doesn't satisfy your appetite,

you got to get your hooks in another man?

I was just being polite.

That's Naomi's brother-in-law.

I-I figured I'd build a rapport,

since it's only a matter of time

that Naomi and I are gal pals again.

Mm. More like the end of time.

Well, I texted her while she was waiting on her test results,

and she responded.

That was politeness, not forgiveness.

[laughs softly] You know,

your dad's in a similar headspace right now.

Is Dad sick?

He's just a little concerned

about some abnormal test results.

You should text him.

[sighs]

Ah.

Hey, Miss Anita.

Things are lit, they're locked,

-and we are ready to make magic. -[laughs softly]

Thank you for coming by on such short notice.

I need to update my profile pictures

and reveal a new look or two

before the gossips around here start assuming things.

Yeah, smart thinking. [chuckles]

Yeah, smart thinking.

All these photos. Man.

-Look at you. -[chuckles]

I would imagine that you have tons of stories

about all the photo shoots you've done.

[laughs]: Oh, I sure do.

This photographer, who shall remain nameless,

he wanted me to jump on top of this piano

with a live peacock.

-A peacock? -[both laugh]

Okay, well, that's on-brand.

Well, I didn't think so at the time.

-Mm. -I was so concerned

about my image and being the...

dignified professional everyone expected me to be

that I refused to do it.

And now...

I wish I had just jumped right on top of that piano.

It would have shown everyone I wasn't always

the polished, controlled woman that I felt I had to be.

It's interesting what you regret

when you feel the darkness closing in.

[sighs] Hey, maybe we should reschedule.

Oh. No, no, no.

I'm good.

Let's do this.

♪ A change...♪

Ow!

Just have a little fun with it.

♪ Tell me that you feel it, too♪

♪ A change is happening here♪

-I'm gonna make this happen. -All right, here we go.

♪ A change is coming, a change is coming♪

♪ A change is coming, a change is coming...♪

Right there.

♪ A change is, a change has come.♪

As fun as your drop-in has been,

I have had a long day of being poked and prodded,

and I'm tapped out.

-Poked and prodded? -Yeah.

I was at the hospital earlier.

Was it stroke-related?

No, no, just some routine blood work came back elevated.

You know, and Madison was concerned.

How concerned?

Enough to want to admit me for overnight observation.

You know, I don't get it. It-it doesn't make any sense.

You know, I work out every day, I eat like a monk,

my mind is clear, but...

you know, somehow it just feels like my body's betraying me.

And instead of being in a hospital room

for supervision, you're lounging here?

Well, you know, Hayley didn't think it was necessary.

When did she get her medical degree?

You know what? Save it.

This is exactly what I'm here to put a stop to.

To what?

To us.

Just dropping off these essays for internship candidates.

Uh, you said you wanted hard copies.

NAOMI [laughs]: Hard copies, huh?

MARTIN [chuckles]: Email's fine the next time.

Sit. I'll get you a drink.

You can be our judge...

...if you rule in my favor.

Oh, he wouldn't dare.

[laughter]

Y'all look like you're having fun.

Mm-hmm.

Which is more than I can say for Jacob.

Wait, did you see him today?

Yeah, now, Pops has been riding him about a case.

Well, did he at least tell you what it's about?

Nah, he kept it vague.

But he said it was nothing to stress over.

God, I pray that's true.

Naomi keeps pressing me for questions I can't answer.

-Did you give her anything? -Nah, man.

I can't compromise an active investigation.

Yeah, I didn't give Martin anything, either.

But I did promise him

that I would get out if this got too dangerous.

Listen, man, what happened to the courier,

it comes with the territory.

But I deal with these kind of risks on a daily basis,

so I'm not fazed by it.

But if you want to walk away, I...

No. No.

No, I'm not dealing with these people directly.

And by the time the story comes out,

the bad guys will be behind bars.

So, we're both still in?

Looks like it.

[phone chimes]

It's Max.

And?

I'm in.

Hey.

"Hey" yourself.

I'm glad you were still close when I texted.

Oh, yeah, I had to stop and get this.

It's a guidebook, for Denmark.

-I don't think it's the right... -You shouldn't go.

[both chuckle]

You first?

I think I got caught up in the romance of it all,

and I didn't think things through.

It's just not a good time right now,

with everything my family's going through.

Yeah. I understand.

And I'd never ask you to leave them

while so much is happening.

So, where does this leave us?

I'm willing to try long-distance if you are.

[laughs softly]

Hmm. Well, I didn't realize

that you still thought of us as an us.

Don't start.

We both know what's been happening here.

A few too many strolls down memory lane

with a couple stops at Make-Out Point.

I'm never getting stuck with you in Lover's Alley again.

Mm. Okay, so you're here to draw a line in the sand.

-In concrete. -Huh. Well...

I think you tried that before and it didn't exactly take.

Andre and I are in a stronger place now.

I'm not making the same mistake twice.

Don't you mean three times?

Or was it four?

You know, exactly how many times have we kissed?

Too many, is my point.

Bill, this...

this dance we're doing, it's not healthy.

We have to stay away from each other.

-Can you do that? -Yes.

Can you?

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