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Stupid Cupid, you're a real mean guy.

I'd like to clip your wig so you can't fly.

I'm in love and it's a crying shame.

And I know that you're the one to blame.

Hey, hey, set me free.

Stupid Cupid, stop begging on me.

I can't do my homework and I can't straight.

I need them every moment while I have that date.

Throughout time, the mere mention of love evokes a warmth, a yearning.

And when true love is found,

there is a spark.

A spark.

But then again, the course of true love never did run...

smooth.

Marcus. I know. Do I need to ban bottle toffees?

I am trying to sell the place. Try not to trash it before potential buyers see

it, yeah? I'm sorry, Lisa.

Only with his right hand. He never misses with his left. Well, Naomi's my

-hand man, so my right arm's a little underdeveloped. This implies a world

you're in charge and I'm the sidekick. Oh, don't worry. We all know who's in

charge. Uh -huh.

Lisa, duh.

Lisa, are you really sure that you want to sell? I mean, look how much business

has boomed since I started using ingredients from my greenhouse.

And added small plates to the menu. With an actual oven, I could.

Really got things fired up. Again with the plans. I'm sorry.

It's a beautiful plan, but it's not enough.

Okay. Forget the oven. The real move?

Mocktails. You got my email.

Mocktails are expected to be a $30 billion industry this year, and alcohol

consumption is down 20%. Look, I wish I could stay, but even with you as an

amazing manager, I'm so overwhelmed.

I love my work, but the brake pedal is also slammed, and it's like... You know,

screechy noises in my head.

Remind me to never let you borrow my car?

Surely the potential buyer will share some kind of vision or plan for the

Nobody does anything without a plan.

I don't know. I usually don't have a plan for most things. Whatever happens,

it's meant to be.

Well, what else do they own?

Parking garages.

Sorry.

Oh, no.

Oh, no, we can't let this happen.

The aquarium is too special.

We've got to do something about this. What, were you an Olympic dart player in

your youth?

Something like that.

Hey guys, what can I get you? Please shower my new friend here in charcuterie

and cheese platters.

Thank you. For at least 45 minutes, my attention was off work.

My first time out of the writing cave in months.

What kind of writing do you do?

Do you know the book series, The Game of Silks and Steel?

So, no?

I have to get Lisa.

You mean those fantasy romance books?

They're big fans.

Oh.

Lisa? I know you're furious with me, and you have every right to be. I can tell

you're feeling unprecedented levels of guilt, but there's no time for any of

that, because E .J.

Cortland is here.

Where? You kind of sound weird, but I thought you'd be a woman.

Yeah, I get that a lot.

You need to tell me that the writer of my favorite romance novel is fantasy

romance novel.

I wanted to write a fantasy series. My editor suggested a romance B -plot, and

it just kind of took off.

So come meet him. What? No, no, that's weird.

He'd probably get swarmed all the time. Yeah, probably not, if we all assumed he

was a she with the initials. We're confusing. And when the fandom assumed I

a woman, the publisher asked that I just not.

Correct them.

Made the book series huge and made my personal life kind of a...

Hi, I'm... E .J. Cortland.

I hope this isn't weird. I am a fan.

I mean, sorry, I should introduce myself.

Lisa, hi.

Lisa, hi. I am so looking forward to the final installment, but I also don't

want it to end.

It must be hard knowing that it... The last book to leave the world that you

created behind.

Yeah, can I be totally honest with you?

Please. I looked up one day and I realized that I had this thing that I

you know, but I didn't have a life.

Sorry.

No, I know exactly what you mean.

Can I buy you a drink?

Oh, well, I can't let you do that.

Oh, yeah.

I own the place. Oh, sorry, I... Oh, no, no, it's fine. I just didn't want you

to think... Not at all. I should probably stop taking up all your time.

Oh, right.

Yeah.

Well, enjoy your evening, and thanks for the writing.

Sure.

What was that?

It was a spark.

So close.

They could have been soulmates.

No. With that attraction?

Without question.

But soulmates?

Soulmates are the shiny gift wrap on the flimsy cardboard box of love.

Oh, boy. I've heard this tune before, and it's a real downer. If you're going

want a drink, snack, something to tie you over, Mr.

Howe. Pleasure. Pleasure. Naomi, and that's Marcus. Hey, do you have any

mocktails?

We should, shouldn't we?

I think I can come up with something.

Great. E .J. over there?

Writing books about Lysander trying to burn the world down for his true love?

That is what true love gets you.

I'm sorry. I thought you didn't read those books.

Whatever. You left one behind the register.

Okay, he's just cynical because his parents are divorced. His favorite uncle

lost the love of his life at a very formative age for Marcus.

That is private.

And accurate.

Well... From the outside, love looks painful, but it's different living it.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind. And therefore is Wing Cupid,

painted blind.

Cupid, what a guy.

The statistical evidence suggests that humans are meant for partnership, for

connection. Oh, so you believe in soulmates?

Oh, definitely not. The premise of soulmates rests in a belief in magic,

magic does not exist. Here we go again. Love is a ruse, but magic?

Magic exists?

No, it doesn't. It doesn't? No. Trust me. It doesn't.

Wonderful as these mortals be.

Hey. Hi.

Can I get a redo?

Of course. All right, let's see if I can turn this spark into a flame. Good

luck.

Thank you.

So, how long have you been in love with her?

Since the moment I met her.

Yeah.

What? I mean, uh, no, I'm not, I'm not.

Why would I tell you that?

Just friends.

Best friends.

Work husband and work wife, at best.

There's something there.

You know, I may be onto something.

Those two might be a great match.

Mm -hmm.

Mm!

Oh.

Wow. You simply must tell me what's in this mocktail. You like it? Yeah. It's a

matcha yuzu sour. I want to try it with this Taiwanese mountain tea, but I can't

find it.

Alishan?

Yes. I have some. I'd be happy to share.

You have Taiwanese mountain tea?

Sorry. I should explain.

I'm the owner of Arrow Tea Cafe, and we specialize in rare blends.

How have I not heard of this? Yes.

Please. I would love to try some. Great. What are you guys doing tomorrow?

We could do a tasting. It's actually a...

Wonderful date spot.

Hey, Holmes, would you please explain to this man that you already have a

boyfriend?

Um, Chris and I broke up. Anyway, we would love to, but... Oh, you broke up?

What? How? Why? Well, that's all the question.

Fine. Not a big deal. Anyway, we would love to come by, but we've got a big

singles mixer here tomorrow, so we've got to work. Ah, that's a shame.

But we could come by before work. Great.

It's a date.

Oh, not a date. Not a date. They just broke up and we're friends. It's an

errand. It's a figure of speech.

Right. Thank you.

Tomorrow.

Come in, Marcus.

Morning.

Morning.

Ooh, coffee.

Thank you. You're welcome.

Are we singing to them now?

The usual song choice doesn't seem to be working.

Maybe we should try something a little more avant -garde -en. Ugh.

So, um, you and Chris broke up. Yeah, truly. I'm okay. We could skip the pep

talk. It should have ended a while ago.

Besides, there's not time for romance with our jobs on the line.

Yeah, well, that's the other thing. I was...

Hoping you might have a plan to save our jobs, the Agora, the world.

I do.

The plan is we're going to buy the Agora.

Mm -hmm.

Oh, that's it.

Yeah, that's not a plan. That's a pipe dream. I love working with you, Marcus,

but I really need a true partner.

Where do we start?

Okay, we are going to make a plan to buy the Agora by talking to the second

smartest person that you know.

No. No, not my uncle. Please, I'm not in the mood for a lecture.

He's experienced and reasonable, and I am the one making the plans.

Your plans don't usually make me this queasy.

You ready for this?

Just, uh, let me do the talk.

Naomi.

Marcus. Uncle Richard.

You finally acquiesced to taking some advice?

Well, come in. I'll put some coffee on. Oh, we actually already had some.

Not for you.

This is who my uncle wants me to be.

A desk guy.

A take -charge guy.

Just like him. You look very official.

I'd run a business with that guy. Thank you.

If you did what I told you, you'd take over one of my restaurants. You wouldn't

need the Agora.

We talked about that, Uncle Rich. I need to do something for me.

So how old were you when you bought your restaurant?

29. He did that with a VA business loan 40 years ago in a much less competitive

market. No offense.

Facts can never offend me.

Permission to speak candidly.

Your problem isn't your age or the market. Your problem is he's two golden

retrievers in a trench coat.

You cannot compete with the offer that Lisa is going to get from the parking

people that you told me about. So you have to convince her that you two can

that restaurant and let her be a silent partner.

To do that, you're going to have to prove yourselves.

To Lisa, to the investors, and frankly, to each other. Well, I have

spreadsheets, a deck, I've got a five -year growth plan. No, no, none of that.

It's got to be something inspiring, a story that people can get behind.

Please, I'll pay a competition.

What competition?

Starts tomorrow, but I can pull some strings.

Now, for the last time, I'm not entering your annual cocktail competition with

those annoying podcast bros.

With all due respect, how does a competition prove we can run a business?

Well, for one thing, it comes with a substantial cash prize.

Enough for you to buy your oven for the Agora.

And this year, in order to appeal to a younger generation, they're going to

it a mocktail competition.

Which I, for one, find a real privacy as a six -time champion of a real drink

competition. And is anyone surprised that he's afraid to step out of his

zone? Lucy!

I have to appear live and in person because someone doesn't check their

voicemail. And still has an RSVP to my invitation. For the last time, I do not

need to go to a singles mixer.

You tell him that it would be cruel to abandon his close friend of 50 years in

her search for true love.

And that if he doesn't come with me, he's going to be alone forever.

Oh, I'm not going to tell him that.

I'm going to unpack groceries.

Naomi, can we talk for a minute?

Sure.

Are you seriously asking me to do this?

Are you...

Seriously asking me to do this?

What, do you have a better plan? Because I'm open to suggestions.

I'm open to trying to be open to suggestions.

My dearly departed best friend made me promise that you wouldn't turn into a

hermit.

I won't let you sit at home with salt.

Would you hold this?

This? I have to go to yoga, but I will see you at Hal's tea shop later tonight.

And don't wear that green plaid shirt.

It needs tailoring.

Good. It settled.

And move into Warrior One.

Okay, just think about it.

You let Marcus and I take over. You stay on as a silent partner, and then you

can still travel or read or make pottery or whatever it is you're planning on

doing. Reverse your warrior, press into your foundations, and ground yourself.

True tongues.

I would love to sell to you two.

But I think you doubt yourself in Marcus, and that is a recipe for

You think I don't trust Marcus?

Well, you're so afraid of failure, you step in for Marcus, and Marcus trusts

so much he doesn't step up.

Cartwheel the arms forward, bring both feet together, and let's repeat the

sequence on the second side.

At this time, Marcus really wants to put in the work. He's fully on board.

Marcus is always on board, he has his Naomi.

We're running a business.

Requires improvisation, and improvisation requires trust.

Breathe.

Give us a chance to prove it to you.

Just don't sign yet.

Give us two weeks to change your mind.

Awful lot can happen in two weeks. I'm counting on it.

All right.

Bye.

Weird.

There's one that seems to be a nail salon.

What?

That's incredible.

Is this the higher altitude one?

Remarkable. She's cheating a little bit. She has a degree in biochemistry.

That is not cheating.

I got a job at the Agora over the summers to pay for my grad school, and

just... Fell in love with mixology.

And a little bit less with biochemistry.

Which is where we met. And have been inseparable since.

Yeah, pretty much.

Although this is not biochemistry. My grandparents raised me and we would do a

lot of cooking and always using ingredients from my grandparents. Your

your grandma's garden. And now Naomi has this beautiful greenhouse of her own.

Nice! Well, then please accept my tea -to -go bag.

You know, something to help you jumpstart your mocktail menu.

Is it?

Butterfly pea tea as a simple term? I made it myself, yeah. Oh, aromatic.

It's vegetal.

It's your Uncle Richard.

Do you have any news?

Oh, you haven't told her, I gather?

After years of me ragging on love, she'd think it was a joke.

And I can't be a punchline.

I don't think I could take it.

Not from her.

You know the word courage?

Comes from the old French.

Courage.

Meaning the heart.

And this is a little elixir de courage.

An old apothecary love potion. Love potion?

Whoa. You know what? On second thought, I'm not so sure that's a good idea.

Sure, you don't believe in everlasting love.

But magic?

I already told you I believe in magic, but I don't want to make anyone...

Fall in love with me. No, no, no, no, no. Nothing like that. No, no, no. Just

like ginger soothes the stomach and green tea clarifies the mind, this

just gives the heart confidence.

Ooh, what's that?

Another simple syrup for a classic mixologist. But it has melon in it, and

Naomi's allergic, so probably shouldn't eat it. Okay, well, Marcus can try it.

Thank you.

Actually... One can never be too cautious.

You'll diffuse it one night when I'm not working.

Honestly, Marcus.

Thank you so much for these parting gifts, pal, and I hope that you will

visit us again very soon.

Of course.

Gotta go.

No.

Yeah. Maybe let me hold onto that bag. I got it.

No one caught your eye, Jane?

Oh, no. I'm not looking to fall in love. I'm looking to be surrounded by love.

Expanded in the quantum field of it.

I think I saw a greeting card to that effect once.

Marcus, Naomi, this is Stephen. He's host of the Social Time podcast and the

annual cocktail, sorry, mocktail competition.

Yeah, mocktail is here to highlight our sponsor's brand of non -alcoholic

sparkling beverages.

As you know, applications are closed.

But your uncle begged me to give you a chance.

I did not and have never begged. So here I am.

Unfair, but I do require excellence.

Wow me.

Don't worry, guys. He thinks pressure makes people perform better. Just relax.

Do your best.

You'll be great. Thanks.

I live and deep.

Three, Jane Serrano.

They told me when all that left, love.

I did. I prefer life without ulcers.

Right. Well, pressure does make diamonds, as they say.

I actually have a regular segment about that on the podcast. Well, I'm sure

that'll make for a great soundbite.

You are so right.

Don't forget, Jane, I learned marketing from you.

Before you were a yoga teacher, you were teaching the power of brand.

Thank you again for the opportunity.

We'll make sure we bring you over a sample of art, and he's walking away.

he's gone. We used to work in finance together. How do you think I perfected

warrior pose?

Okay, what should we do? I have 20 different recipes to choose from listed

order of... I have a twist, something to impress the guy. Right. I have a

spiritless whiskey sour, but it's missing a twist. That's the one. You

building, and I will go clean up whatever that was.

Maria. Cold out there, right? Uh, yeah, pretty cold.

Name one time that you've taken my advice.

The last time I do not need a wing woman. Oh!

Kind of awkward out there.

Here, try this.

Mmm. Yeah? It needs something to round it out. Something sweet, aromatic.

me, sir?

Hang on, I've got to get that.

You need to improv a little bit.

No, I don't improv. You improv.

Just think, what would Marcus do?

Okay.

What would Marcus do?

What would Marcus do?

Okay. Not enough of that.

Lisa, would you try this for me? I took a swing at this mocktail, but the

infused syrup I used has melon in it.

Melon? But you're allergic.

I know, but Marcus said something sweet and aromatic.

Try it for me.

You too, EJ.

Naomi, it... Wow, I've got goosebumps all over.

May I try it too?

Yeah, of course.

That is the best thing I've ever tasted, and I don't usually like it that way.

Ooh, that is sublime.

Gnomes? That is incredible.

Maybe seal soap.

Seriously, what's in this?

So, is that a winner?

There's only one way to find out.

You guys have competition tomorrow.

Thank you.

You did it.

We're in.

We did it. You told me what would Mark do, and then I remembered that melon

syrup that Hal gave you.

And? And I used it.

I couldn't taste it, but it smelled amazing.

You used the vial Hal gave me?

Uh -huh.

Night is amazing.

Everything is amazing.

You know what? I think you're amazing. I think you're amazing, too.

Should we dance?

We should totally dance.

Cute. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. It's not a simple syrup.

It's a love potion.

Marcus, there are no such things as love potions. Then how do you explain that?

Or that? Have you ever seen them act like the last 10 minutes of a Nora

movie before?

Probably just pre -Valentine's Day Jitters. Right?

Maybe wild pansy or mandrake, maybe.

Hmm. That's odd. Well, you drank it, and you're not feeling any adverse to that.

You aren't good. Fired up, boys.

Let me call you sweetheart.

I'm in love with you.

Let me hear you whisper that you love me too.

Keep the love light glowing. Richard, Lucy, are you okay?

No, I'm good.

My heart, it stops every time I think of her.

Stephen,

Jane, do you feel okay? I thought I couldn't stand you, but actually I can't

pretend the thought of being without you.

Thank you.

I love you. I have loved you since the first moment we met.

So you are feeling some adverse effects.

Oh, it just feels so good to finally say it. I love you, Naomi, and I don't care

who knows it. You don't care who knows it because you don't even know it.

Because it's a chemical reaction. I know, I feel it too. No, like literally,

your brain chemistry has been altered.

Yeah, of course.

Stop agreeing with me.

All right, let's just look at the evidence.

Everyone who drank that mocktail was acting weird.

I mean, Lisa was practically shouting her feelings, and Uncle Richard was

so hard to tango with Lucy, he refused to tango home.

Snap out of it. You hate my puns. I don't. I love everything you say.

Please stop.

Listen to me. Hal told me the vial is magic. There is no such thing as magic.

He told me it was a love potion.

Those don't exist.

They do.

Okay, let me get this straight. You think you've always been in love with

know I have. Even though you were never attracted to me before one hour ago.

That's not true, Nones. I've always loved you. That's why I needed the

You probably needed courage about, like, our work situation.

No. Okay, your senses cannot be trusted. I think that you should just stay at my

place tonight. You can sleep on the couch.

I can't send you home. You're going to invest all your money in some meme coin.

But I would do that anyway. See, I'm fine.

Love the way you take care of me.

I even love the way you close the door.

Gnomes, you awake?

I hope you're asleep.

I just want to say I'm sorry.

I know it's a lot.

I know you think I didn't love you before today, but it's not true.

and say anything because you were with Chris.

I respected that because I want you to be happy.

Felt like... I don't know.

Delphic? That's how I feel.

And it hurt.

A lot.

But not being around you would have hurt a lot more.

I also know I'm not really the kind of guy most people take seriously.

Maybe that's my fault.

But I always wish for some magical moment where you'd see me differently.

Now there's this potion.

What do you know?

The reason you can't take me seriously.

Anyway.

Good night, gnomes.

Good morning.

Morning. You don't believe me.

Fair enough. The burden of proof is on me.

So, gather the evidence.

Find how.

Track down the other couples.

Compare behaviors.

Ooh, you can run some more tests.

Maybe one of your friends might have access to the lab.

Uh, yeah. Maybe Marie.

Marcus, what is this?

Omelette, meth corn salad, blueberry muffin.

You're up before me. We have a major problem and you did not ask me for a

You, in fact, have a plan. A really solid plan.

You made eggs.

Eggs is a really sad low bar.

You have put me in an impossible situation. If Potion Marcus comes with

and plans, I... I feel much less compelled to cure you.

It's a real moral dilemma.

Nothing.

There was a zucchini in there? Yes, but that's where you get the texture.

That's where you get the texture? Yeah.

No.

No. No. No.

How?

How?

How? I know you're in there.

What happened to the tea cafe?

I think you mean the magic tea cafe.

Mm -mm. This is not magic.

But you didn't take the potion, and the tea shop still disappeared. Well, maybe

the potion's delusion is contagious.

Does that mean you're catching feelings?

It's a crime.

This could be like a very elaborate fraud to rob us. Come on, if we had any

money to steal, we'd just buy the Agora.

Okay, I'm not loving that you're the voice of reason right now. I am. And I'm

really not loving that the voice of reason's reasoning is magic.

Kind of cold to show. We have to check on everyone who took this thing.

Okay, that was me, EJ and Lisa, Stephen and Jane, and Richard and Lucy. Try

calling Richard.

Now? Yeah.

You have reached a voicemail box.

Straight to voicemail.

Should we just head over there?

The competition kickoff starts in a few hours, and we're going to see him and

Stephen there. Should we just start with Lisa, see if she knows that I've

tracked down EJ?

Lisa. Yes. Teamwork?

No sign of Lisa. This is very bad, Marcus.

Not at home, not at the Agora.

Lisa went on a romantic binge. What would she do?

Hmm. She would reenact her favorite movie scene.

Let's go.

Oh, my darling.

My pretty angel.

Oh, hey, guys.

What's up? Don't wake up me, crazy.

Where have you been? Come to the park, stop for some stargazing.

I came to my craft studio.

Don't. You're on a love potion.

That mocktail I made last night had some kind of chemical compound in it that

makes you think that you're in love.

We are not on a love potion.

We already liked each other. You were a matchmaker.

Yeah, I came to the Agora to get a personal life. Remember?

You did say that. Yeah. I've been working so hard, pushing off really

so long. Right?

We've been living to work instead of working to live. Yeah.

And we need to live.

That's really beautiful.

Wow, I'm so relieved.

Which is why we talked to our accountants this morning. We're selling

we own, and we are moving to Costa Rica.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Market, we need to find everyone.

Oh,

there's Lucy and Richard.

Thank you.

They seem okay.

All right, what is up, everyone?

Oh, he's starting.

Welcome to the Social Time Annual Cocktail, or should I say this year,

please, Mocktail Competition.

I'm Brent, co -host of the Social Time Podcast, and my co -host, Stephen.

Why am I doing that? Stephen is coming to the stage.

You good?

Oh, yeah. All right.

This year, you asked and we answered. We are going all in on Mocktail.

Special thanks to our sponsor, Buho Estigio, for supplying us with their new

line of non -alcoholic beverages, as well as, Stephen, tell them what they

win. Thanks, bro.

This cycle of winning and losing, it's an illusion.

It's a metaphysical trap designed to convince us of our separateness. The

prize, consciousness.

Woo! Yes, babe!

Woo!

Also $30 ,000 from our sponsor.

How about that?

Right? How about that?

There will be three rounds this week. The first round will be on Tuesday, and

it's called Love is Blind.

We're going to be testing our competitors' instincts by giving them a

taste and then asking them to reconstruct the mocktail. Maybe I'll

you reconstruct?

And the theme for the next round is going to be the perfect match.

We're going to be asking everyone to make an appetizer, pair with their

mocktail, and that can be a perfect match, or it can be a delicious...

or like my amazing girlfriend Jane and I.

A little bit of both.

I love you. You are doing amazing.

For round one and two, you, the audience, will vote using these

for the best mocktail.

And then, for the final round on Valentine's Day, it's love conquers all.

Make us a mocktail with a custom garnish that wows us.

And we'll see you right back here on Tuesday for round one.

How's it going?

We need to find Winter.

Where'd he go?

Lisa selling the Agora and meeting EJ.

Steven and Jane.

Maybe it's potions and Jumpstart everyone needed.

Were you married?

What were you saying?

Not even magic can be combined there.

We need to find an antidote. Agreed. And we need to tell everyone the truth.

Here come Stephen and Jane, just like... Absolutely.

Hey, guys.

You're both on a love potion. What? Smooth.

Oh, I love that.

That doesn't make you worried?

I am not worried about anything anymore.

Neither am I. Come on.

See? We need to talk to Richard Jett, please.

Totally.

You can't get married.

You guys are on a love potion. I'm on a love potion. I'm not proposing.

Well, that's just your problem, nephew.

You need to be a man of action. Uncle Richard, I have, shall we say, opted

the snorkel tour of love because you told me deep dives and deep connections

both come with the bends.

I said that?

What do I know?

I really hope you know some things because I've risked my entire career and

very close relationship on your advice.

Why can't you just be happy for us? We would love it for a sight.

You guys have been friends for 50 years.

Yesterday you were bickering like those guys from the Muppets. That was in

Waldorf.

What? I know you can think, too.

And we've lost him again.

Antidote? Antidote.

We'll go see Marie tomorrow.

Ooh, thank you so much, Marie. I know this is a little outside the real house.

Marcus, Marie.

Hi. Honestly, it's nice to have a break from the nanobots. How are those

nanobots treating you? Oh, you know, terrible.

Yeah. Dating, too, actually.

Would you ever set me up with your cute bartender friend?

Wouldn't know who you mean.

Your friend from work? The one you said was super cute.

Really? Super cute?

I didn't say super cute. Well, I believe the word total hunk were used.

What?

Why are you making that face? Why can't scientists read social cues? Total hunk.

Is that the right permanent, Misha?

He's the bartender?

Hi.

But he's in love with you. He's not in love with me. Yes, I am. Great.

As much as I'd love to stay and just debate this all day, can we just have

results?

The test revealed nothing.

I mean, maybe some things that could lead to a racing heart or oxytocin

but nothing that could cause delusions. Sorry.

Good luck.

Just say it. I am willing to consider the cosmological constant, dark matter.

Magic. So we can't use science.

We will turn to history.

Ah, how about this one?

Shall I compare thee to a summer's... Nay, less love poems, more research.

Okay, look at this.

The ancient Greeks used a specific orchid in love potions. Yeah, but it's

extinct. Hmm, maybe someone Jurassic Parked it back to life?

It's possible, but unlikely.

Ah, I got it. An antidote?

I think I should have loved you presently, and given in earnest words I

jest, cherish no less the certain stakes I gained, and walk your memory's halls,

austere, supreme.

A ghost and marvel of a girl you knew who would have loved you in a day or

Wait, Hal?

Oh,

my... Whoa, easy now.

Please do not invoke Aphrodite. What was in that vial? We know it's magic.

If you say so.

Do you say so, Naomi?

You have caused unspeakable levels of chaos, and we are willing to not press

charges if you just tell us what was in it.

Well, I am willing to share some insight if you would just admit that magic

exists. Shut up.

No. Nope, no way. I will not have my last brand of sanity sipped by a man who

clearly the host of some hidden camera prank show. I do not consent to be

recorded.

Okay, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Hold on a second, hold on a

can't just give up. We love -bombed six unsuspecting people. Seven, and that's

not what love -bomb means. Sorry, not to eavesdrop, but seven?

Yes, I used it in a mocktail, and so now three couples plus Marcus are in some

kind of collective woo -hoo?

But you didn't drink it? Did not.

That's disappointing.

Okay, has a magical love potion not gone as expected?

Shocker. Ah, so you admit it's magic.

I will tell you that it is distilled leprechaun fear if you just tell me

within it.

I cannot tell you what was in it. What is it? Mythical tracy crystals?

But I can give you the ingredients to the antidote.

Very old magic.

Risky. But I will warn you, this erases anything that isn't true.

And I beg you to remember, love doesn't need a perfect start to have a happy

ending.

Please. What is this?

Did these ingredients come... Did he really just disappear?

Sorry, I thought we were done.

I love birds.

Here you go.

An option for the competition I've been thinking about.

Mmm. What is in this?

A little twist in Naomi's ginger snap recipe.

Twist? No twist.

Nope. What did you do?

It's magnificent.

Transcendent. Thank you. Mythical.

Really?

Oh, uh, not that. Your antidote recipe. It's mythical.

It occurred to me that these ingredients aren't exactly edible, but they are all

items from Greek mythology.

Golden fleas, stygian water, poppy seeds.

The last ingredient's too smudged, but I'll bet the right Greek myth has your

answer. All right. So, tonight, we finalize the mock sales for the

Tomorrow, more research.

I've got some ideas.

Ocean Marcus comes up with a plan.

The two are right for each other.

I thought we were meeting at the library to do antidote things.

We're going to be combing through ancient mythology for clues.

Might as well have Merthyrs dumped in it, you know?

Kind of feels like a date. Not a date.

An antedate.

Antedate for antidote.

Okay,

there's Psyche and Eros.

As the story goes, Psyche fell in love with Eros, Cupid, but when her lack of

faith caused him to disappear, she begged Aphrodite for a second chance.

These are psyche trials.

I'm right where I belong now.

Ooh, paintings.

What's going on in this one?

She had to sort grains, so barley, wheat, beans, poppy seeds.

Wait, poppy seeds?

Yeah, I wonder if something here has to do with golden fleas.

What kind of water is here?

A river, maybe?

The river's thick.

Digian waters.

Digian waters.

And here, she has a porcelain flask from Persephone from the underworld.

This might be the key to her smudged ingredient.

Am I crazy?

Or is there something here?

Hal?

Welcome to round one.

Love is blind.

We will start as soon as I find my co -host.

Steven?

Steven, are you out there?

Come on, bro.

Well, contestants, you can begin.

Michael Rips, come on. More speed, less age.

Five teams got the hearts for accuracy.

And the audience votes are in. And in second place, two hearts go to Richard

Kelly.

And in first place for round one, three hearts go to Naomi Thomas

and Marcus Kelly.

Congratulations.

I can't believe it. What do you mean? I told you we were a great team. No, I

can't believe it. It's Hal.

What are you doing here, Hal?

I came to check in on the antidote.

But I'm delighted to see you have yet to follow through. That antidote is the

jumble of an edible storybook ingredient.

I'm not surprised you took my instructions literally, but I really

Marcus here would think outside the box.

I feel like the answer is in his breath.

Like he would just open his eyes to see what's in front of him.

Seriously? I'm all but giving you the answer right now.

No more tricks.

Who are you?

I think you already know.

I... I'm Cupid.

I knew it!

You know, you remind me of Psyche.

Yeah, always searching for proof before you're allowed to feel what you feel.

And you, Naomi Thomas, you're surrounded by love -thick fools, yeah.

But do not let love blind you to their wisdom.

Marcus, take that picture of Lucy and me. Together.

Cheese!

Great.

Lucy, what's the meaning of Buho Estigio? It means Stygian owl, native of

Mexico.

Stygian refers to the river Styx.

That's Stygian water.

Yes. Yes.

Stygian water.

Okay, okay, we've got to think outside the box.

Golden fleece could be like a cereal brand, or what about something like that

weird orchid you read about?

Yes, it's a plant.

Okay, golden leaf is a rare Mediterranean plant. But where can we

locally?

You don't mean... No.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

There's got to be another way.

He's a botanist. He has access.

I'd rather all of us spend the rest of our lives under this magical spell than

ask your ex -boyfriend for help.

Good. It's settled.

We'll go see Chris tomorrow.

Okay?

It's so beautiful in here.

It's not that beautiful, but... Hey, Chris.

Hey, Mimi.

So, I have what you called about.

Let me go get it.

Marcus?

Mimi? He calls you Mimi?

It's a nickname, like Gnome.

It is not like Gnome. Okay, this is going to be fun.

Here they are.

Thank you.

We need one for dose, and this is only six, but we need seven. Any chance you'd

have access to more?

Yeah, I could put in a rush order for old time's sake. No, no, nobody needs to

go back to old time.

Oh, I see. I suppose it was to be expected. You two have always been

We're not together. The antidote we're trying to make is for Marcus. He's on

some kind of... Love potion.

Yeah.

That's not real. It is.

Vasodilator.

Psilocybin? That's what I thought, but the chemistry tests weren't good.

Because it's magic.

It's magic.

But potion aside, if she ever gave me a chance, I definitely wouldn't screw up.

Sorry. Okay, I'll put in the rush order, but I urge you to consider Occam's

razor. Magic. Market.

Thank you.

Magic. I don't get what you saw in him. He hangs out with his plants all day. I

also love botany.

Even his name is boring.

I mean, what kind of name is Chris?

Chris? Okay, every famous actor is named Chris.

I am doing my very best to save you from embarrassment while you're under this

influence, but you embarrassed me.

Chris broke up with me, and now I look petty, and you're ragging on him, but he

and I are the same.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey, wait, wait, wait a second.

Okay, I went a little overboard. But you are not Chris.

You know, you think you're all straight laces and plans, but you've always been

magical to me.

Yes, I said magical.

Or whimsical, or whatever you want to call it. You are connected to that

that spark, that makes the world an interesting place to be.

With Chris, I saw two lives being fueled by one fire.

And I think you deserve someone who has their own spark.

Who matches you.

Whether that's me or not.

That was nice.

Thank you.

Okay. Let's go.

So much to do, so little time.

I have never seen the side of Marcus before. He's making plans, he's being

he's just wonderful.

I think I'm... But on the other hand, he may not be

like this without the potion.

You keep blaming the potion.

This is us responding to a feeling.

Fill ourselves inside of whatever this is.

I've been dismissive of you to keep discounting that. I'm sorry.

It's just been, you know. Okay.

I called my editor and told her to forget the final book.

I'm on an indefinite hiatus.

Tickets are booked. We fly out Friday.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait.

What about the Agora? What about your book? You guys are making really big

decisions. Hello, my beautiful yogis.

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So let's get our stretch on. Everyone rise and grind. Make your way to the

of your mat. Let's bring our feet hip -distance apart parallel.

Or you can just take a shavasana.

You want to talk about it?

Namaste on the floor.

Look. I know you're worried about me, but ever since me and Steven have gotten

together, I realized that I was using my spirituality to cut off parts of myself

that I didn't like.

That corporate part is not all that bad. I mean, that girl has guts.

Yeah. And you know EJ and I needed to make a change for a long time.

It may feel rushed, but it's overdue. I want you all to be happy, but a lot of

people depend on your work. Marcus, me, and...

E .J., your fans are going to grab pitchforks if you don't finish that

fans will be fine. I'll just sell it as a TV show and let those writers figure

out the ending.

That is historically never gone wrong.

Okay, fine. I will stop saying that your feelings aren't real if you all agree

to take the antidote before acting on any big decisions.

Deal?

Deal. Oh, deal. Deal.

Sorry.

Careful. Last time we tried what would markets do, we all collectively lost our

minds. Well, Lisa's accelerated timeline has me a little desperate.

Well, we already got two out of the four ingredients.

Actually, three.

Three? Mm -hmm. Turns out I had Greek poppy seeds in my collection, so we only

have one more ingredient to track down. Nice.

First.

We got to eat.

Okay.

Thanks. Thank you.

And, oh, yes, I also got a fortune cookies.

Maybe you'll like magic that comes from a cookie.

Perhaps.

The love of your life will appear in front of you unexpectedly.

I didn't do that. I swear.

Really? I swear. I don't. Although, who am I to argue with your fortune?

What? I was thinking about what you said earlier about Spark.

Being raised by my grandparents, they were way past the heart eyes and

phase. They just chose each other every day.

They looked out for each other in these little ways that no one but me noticed.

And it might not be very exciting, but that's love to me.

This week, following all this with you has been chaotic, but really fun.

And I think that that's your... I don't want to call it magic, but it's the

thing that I don't know how to do that feels mysterious, and it's just easy for

you.

Thank you.

What does your fortune cookie say?

Good question.

Let's find out.

The woman in the gray sweater will pay for dinner.

No, it doesn't.

It's good to see you.

Should we wake her?

I'm not sleeping.

I'm just defeated.

She snores when she's defeated.

Well, you've been juggling work, the competition, weird mythological treasure

hunts.

Who knew you took a multitask like this?

It's the last ingredient.

I can't crack it and it's smudged. But I know it has something to do with

Psyche's last trial where she brought Aphrodite a box of Persephone's beauty.

So far we have shadow box, Pandora's box, K -beauty, and face cream.

Well, in the myth, Psyche uses the box and gets covered in shadows, so that's

what we do with darkness.

Or pomegranate is famously Persephone's symbol.

Pomegranate.

Pomegranate.

Can you... No.

Yeah. You think it's cooled down enough?

Mm -hmm.

I think so.

Okay, who's going to go first?

Me. I think if anybody's going to be taking this mysterious elixir, it should

the guy who got us into this mess.

Okay, um, we only have enough for six dozen, so we should probably focus on

innocent people that we mixed up in this first. I think that you have to go

last. Sure, but is that the only reason why?

I am just saying that they are making major life decisions, and you have me to

keep you in check.

Right. Right.

We'll take it.

Seriously? You guys are down to go first? Worst case scenario is what?

Well, you'll realize your relationship is a product of magic. You risk your

retirement funds and you break up.

Okay.

Everything okay?

Absolutely. All good.

But, um, I think I should, uh, call my accountant and just move some

things around.

Yeah, I'm just gonna call my editor, too, just to be quick.

Welcome to the second round of the Social Time Mocktail Competition.

Today's theme is the perfect match.

Pair the perfect appetizer with the perfect mocktail.

Pay close attention as you sample the various offerings because you've got to

remember, you only get one vote for your favorite mocktail.

Let the competition begin.

Salud.

Hola. Hola, Lu.

Mind if I'm your first taster?

By all means, yes. This is a spin on a dish that I created at the Agora.

Delicious.

Spicy.

Oh, so refreshing.

It's called fire and ice.

So, Lucy, could we persuade you to wash it down with the potion antidote? Your

uncle and I told you.

We're not interested in the antidote. Please.

Worst case scenario, you take it and nothing happens.

All right, what have we got here?

Okay.

Thank you.

Oh, spicy.

Oh.

I think I taught you.

Okay. I'm so proud of you.

Did I? Yeah. Did I do it right? You did it right. I was trying to breathe in.

Hey, guys.

While we have you.

I guess.

We should try. Yeah.

Let's try.

Oh.

What?

Oh,

my goodness.

So, are we in love?

We're definitely not in love, which is where we were a week ago.

It's not enemies to lovers here, but I do love you, friend to friend.

Honestly, more shocking than being in love is wanting to be your friend.

I was so stressed out, and you taught me so much about how to care for myself.

No, no, thank you. I was running away from parts of myself.

Even though this wasn't real. Hey, every part of you is real. And I admire and

respect you so much.

I want you to know that you're perfect.

For my friend Diana.

Really? Mm -hmm.

Set it up? Yes. Let's do it.

That's it. Just done.

Poof. Done.

Yeah.

Just like that.

Wow. Take care. You too.

Awesome. Okay.

You want to talk about it?

And it feels like we should talk about it. It's infuriating.

You know, we put together some random ingredients and poof.

Poof. Just poof.

Al said anything that wasn't real would go poof.

And it did.

After all that, doesn't that scare you?

Doesn't that make you feel wildly out of control?

No. Oh, come on. That is so annoying. Not even a little bit?

Look, I felt wildly out of control when loving you was a secret.

I was scared I'd blurt it out and ruin our lives.

This is nothing compared to that.

If you've always loved me like you say, and there's some vague hoofing,

what if all of it...

Our friendship, our work dynamic, it's all mixed up together.

No.

No matter what happens, I'm not going anywhere.

I promise.

Market?

Oh.

No, nothing like that. We're out of napkins.

With his yerba mate mocktails and empanadas, which he described as a love

to his fiancée, first place for this round goes to Richard Kelly.

Also,

we've got to get them to take that answer.

Those were two separate and legitimate thoughts.

Please, I'm begging you.

Before you shell out for this engagement party tomorrow, take the antidote.

Do it before you do something that will be painful and hard to undo.

Let's say it's not really true love, and it is just a potion.

Would it really be so bad to marry my best friend?

Okay, if you can't do it for yourself, then please do it for me.

Tell Naomi to bring the antidote tomorrow night.

Thank you.

Lucy

has

suggested that perhaps in the many years since I lost your aunt, that

I have shut down a lot of emotions to avoid...

feeling pain, and that I had pushed people away, including you.

Oh, I know how hard I've been on you.

I thought that by pushing you to take some initiative that I'd help you avoid

some of the problems that I had, but I see now I might have just undermined

confidence, made it hard for you to believe that you could succeed in life

love.

I don't blame you for not wanting to work with me at the restaurant.

I just always wanted to make you proud, Uncle Rich.

But you had such high standards that I felt like I could never reach them.

I guess after a while, it just became easier to not try so hard and tell

whatever happened was meant to be.

Well, for what it's worth, I've seen the effort you've put in this week.

Now you've stepped up at work and for the contest.

For her.

Yeah, well, remains to be seen if my foolishness will pay off.

It already has.

You've put yourself out there.

Courageously.

I couldn't be more proud of you.

Thank you.

Naomi doesn't take risks, even when she should.

She ain't gonna say it if you don't ask.

One more act of courage, then.

Hi.

You're beautiful.

Thank you.

Okay, don't look. EJ, three o 'clock. Hide.

A drink as promised, and hopefully I can get a dance later.

Well, you don't have to ask me twice. Wait, are you guys?

Oh, we're not trying to rush things or rush to another continent, but yeah.

After the antidote, we kind of crashed.

But then we had a long talk.

It might not be love yet.

But there's definitely something exciting here worth exploring.

Okay, so it all worked out. No harm, no foul.

Oh, my editor yelled at me for an hour.

Right.

You're late.

Hi.

Hi.

So, do you have the antidote?

It's Richard.

Let's put you two out of your misery and settle the question.

Do you have it?

Are you sure you want to take it tonight? It's such a beautiful party.

We should probably go talk to her again.

Beloved guest, we must apologize.

You believe that you're here for an engagement, Cardi, but that isn't quite

true. Well, last week it may have seemed that we are madly in love.

But the truth is...

We've spent decades driving each other mad.

It's difficult to admit when something isn't working.

Especially for stubborn people like us. And this version of us just isn't

working. Because every second that this brilliant, beautiful woman isn't my

wife feels like a waste of time.

Which is why we're excited to announce we're getting married on Sunday. And

you're all invited.

Well, I guess we're celebrating.

To hell?

To a failed experiment.

What? Three couples, one elixir, three drastically different results. That's

faulty science. The antidote worked as promised.

Only what's honest remains.

To honesty.

In the spirit of honesty, why didn't you want me to take the antidote earlier?

Because it was our fault.

And, you know, they were making brash, life -altering decisions, and the worst

thing you did was... Excuse me, I'm a fantastic singer. You should feel

that I serenaded you.

Well, we'll see about that in a few days. Right now you're powered by

Well then... Let's

not waste another drop.

I think there's another reason why you delayed me taking the antidote. Am I out

of the chaos of impromptu ceramates?

I got to our job.

Me being in love with you.

If you take that antidote, I'm going with

Steven and Jane, and we kiss.

I don't know if it's real or if it's a potion or if it's not.

I don't think we're Steven and Jane.

I know deep down that I'm Richard.

And I just needed a push.

You told me who you're afraid we are.

But you haven't told me who you hoped we are.

What do you want, Naomi?

You don't have to answer that.

Don't answer that.

Just... You've been too busy protecting me to stop and think about whether

there's something here.

Oh, here's the pomegranate. I think we need a different aromatic for the final

round. I took some of the flowers you planted for me and I froze them into ice

cubes. They would be perfect for this.

It never worked, though.

Pomegranate juice is so dark.

Marcus, that's it.

You're a genius.

You feel like we're breezing right past the it'll never work part? No,

pomegranate juice. If you clarify it, it'll be light pink. But it would take

hours to clarify, no? Yeah, unless you have a friend with a centrifuge and a

lab. Brilliant.

Absolutely brilliant.

You've been holding out on me.

I didn't know you were experimenting with ice garnishes like that. Okay,

I will go get the centrifuge from Marie. You pick up the extra fleece from

Chris. Somehow I knew you could say that.

Hey.

Thanks again for the rush order.

Yeah, I know you're on a time crunch. Yeah, and I'm sorry about how I acted

other day. That wasn't cool.

Same.

Yeah, it's clear Naomi and I aren't compatible. After some time, I just

feel right that she wasn't sure about us.

Right.

Anyway, thank you again for that. Good luck with your placebo.

Yeah.

Welcome to the final round of the Social Time Mocktail Competition!

Happy Valentine's Day to everyone. We'd like to thank our competitors for their

amazing work this week.

Also, our sponsor, Uho Estigio, who made this event possible.

They're also going to be our special guest judges tonight.

This does not get any more exciting, does it, Brent?

You know what? It does not. As we enter the final round, we have a tie for first

place between Richard and Naomi and Marcus.

But trust me, it is still anyone's game.

Remember, our final round is all about making a custom garnish that wows us.

Competitors, when you are ready, please bring your final mocktail up to the

judges' table.

Good luck.

Let's get started.

You're kind of quiet. I don't like you.

I don't think I've ever been this nervous before.

It's awful.

Zero stars.

I have a really good feeling about this.

Honestly, I think we came up with something really good.

I'm not nervous about the competition.

Look, I know I told you to think about it, us, but the more I tossed and turned

last night, the more I realized it's not so much a thinking thing as a feeling.

You either feel something or you don't, and...

I just don't know how much longer I can take not knowing the answer.

There's a lot to consider.

We're best friends. We're co -workers.

We might be starting a business together. It's not as simple as... I

is. Because if you felt like I did, that yes would be so resounding, it would

drown out any doubt.

Well, that's easy for you to say because that's how you are. You like to

improvise and go with your gut. You used biochemistry to follow your passion.

You took a huge risk trying to make this event happen.

I don't know, Noms. You've got this story about yourself, but I think if you

really loved something... Whoa, whoa.

Can we just take a beat? I... What if...

Let's just have you take the antidote

and finish the competition, and then we can talk about it after.

You can get back to normal.

Right.

Ladies and gentlemen, now have your attention, please.

It's about time you knew how good your night is gonna be.

Are you tuning in?

We're gonna turn it up.

Say hello to the rest of the evening.

Throw your hands up.

And the winner of the Social Time Mocktail Competition is...

Naomi Thomas and Marcus Kelly.

All right.

Well done.

Congratulations. I had to lose eventually.

Let's do it again later.

Every good thing comes to an end.

Hey, ladies, well done.

Just open up.

I know you can hear me.

Okay, what do you want me to say here? Want me to call you Hal or Arrow?

So now the tea shop is visible.

I thought love was blind.

Well, lots of conflicting accounts.

Love is patient.

Love is a many -splendored thing.

Love is a battlefield.

Okay, love likes to vacation in Cambridge.

Okay, enough banter. To what do I owe this summoning? Information.

Data. Analysis.

Ah, yes, the very heartbeat of romance.

Numbers. To one end.

Okay, as...

Cupid, you have been doing this for centuries. You've probably put, like,

thousands of couples in motion. Thousands?

You wound me.

There has got to be something that you've gleaned from all of this. Some

for success or some reason or logic that I can use to understand all of this.

Yeah, but Marcus isn't asking what you understand. He's asking what you feel.

And feelings aren't all logic or numbers that you can analyze.

You have to leave a little room for magic.

Okay, but real love is steady.

You know, my grandparents had something steady.

They had something built on trust.

Well, you saw the product of 30 years of leap.

Real trust comes after a lot of wild takeoffs and safe landings.

I guess I just wanted to look before I left.

Is that so wrong? I mean, we plan so that we don't have to make mistakes.

it wise to gather the evidence and then choose?

In ancient Greece... We had a very popular kind of story where the hero was

given the ending at the very beginning so that they could plan accordingly.

See, this is my kind of story.

They were called tragedies.

Right.

I think the scientist in me is just having a hard time admitting it out

Are

you

kidding me?

I had to try.

Toodle.

But are you in love with him?

Yes.

I... Yeah.

But I can't tell him that.

Why not?

Because for years, I have listened to that man say how much he does not

in love. That it's a soggy cardboard box. And...

If I tell him and he takes that antidote and all his feelings go away, I will

have risked everything and he'll reject me.

There's not an antidote that I can drink to take that back. Naomi, the antidote

didn't take back anything we did either.

Because the things I said and did under the potion, it was mortifying.

Just a little bit.

But you know what made it a little more bearable?

Knowing that EJ and I were in it together, that I wasn't alone.

Marcus wasn't alone. I was with him the whole time. But you weren't in it with

him. You didn't sing in public or offer your heart up on a platter.

He did all those things alone.

If you really love him, the least you can do is put some skin in the game

there's still some risk involved.

He deserves your courage and your honesty.

You're right.

I have to tell him how I feel before he takes that antidote.

Can I get a bourbon on? Oh, no.

What are you doing here?

Cover your drink. Easy there.

I'm just here to admire my handiwork.

Admire the last of it right now.

Finally ready to take it.

So, here goes nothing.

Feel better?

I don't feel any different.

Yeah, that's because the potion only works if both people take it.

I was hoping you'd switch the vial, most likely when you two were practicing

mocktail recipes, but I could not have anticipated the delicious chaos that

follows.

But yeah, it's not designed to work for one person, it requires two.

It's a placebo?

It's a fake?

What, just a beautiful mocktail made by the woman I love?

That's it?

No potion.

Yeah, that was all you.

It seemed like thinking you were on the potion allowed you to finally do and say

the things you've always wanted to.

Wow.

Powerful job.

Well, we can keep that between you and I, though, right? Because people knew

that I chose to make brunch or loudly declare my love in the street or sing.

love with you let me hear you whisper that you love

me too

because of this past week I think there's always been this question that I

too scared to ask myself about you and I because losing you even as a friend was

the one thing that I just couldn't risk and what do you know I did anyway

so I don't know if you've taken the antidote or not or how you feel and

don't tell me yet just first I have to say without any plan or motive except

honesty that I love you. It

took me years to finally tell you how

I felt and a placebo love potion to finally get it off my chest.

I get it.

As long as it's the last thing we keep from each other.

Deal.

Did you just?

Say, placebo?

Yeah, so apparently if both people don't take it... Oh, wow.

Yeah.

Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome

Richard and Luciana Kelly.

Folks,

we're so grateful to have you, our family and friends, join us tonight.

Please, everybody, join us on the dance floor.

In my direction, that's the only way We'll have a good time, just rely on me

Don't make your own rules, don't use the plan Never say goodbye and always be

true Give me your sweet loving My heart is true

Candles are burning

So have you told them yet? Told us what?

I realized maybe I was making hasty decisions before the potion.

I knew something was missing and was ready to rip out my life.

But maybe that isn't necessary.

So you're not selling me agora?

I am still selling it.

To you two.

In two years.

Gives me a chance to train you and teach you the ropes.

And you to raise money.

Find investors.

Two of which are standing right here.

Are you sure?

I'm sure.

You two have proved yourself as the right team to take over the place, and I

couldn't be happier than to see it in your hands. A toast to timing and

putting pride aside.

I think we should dance.

Yeah.

Shall we?

I love

you.

I've always loved you.

to magic to love