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I thought I was her next of kin.

You don’t have any decision-making authority

for Ms. Hollands’ care.

Previously on Sistas .

You cannot go out with Hayden.

He is a snake, he’s a low-life opportunist,

and in this world, and every other universe, he is my enemy.

To chance meetings and intimate encounters.

- You barely know me. - Well, let’s change that.

- I’m not going to the police. - But why, Danni?

Because he is the police.

Shit.

Who the-- is you? And why are you in my house?

I’m Fatima. Does that ring a bell?

Fatima. No. Again, why the-- are you in my house?

And how’d you get in here anyway?

It’s Luther, right?

Yeah. How you know me?

I don’t. And I don’t care to.

What I do want to know is,

who hired you to blow up a Rolls a few days ago?

I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Luther?

I’m sitting in your house.

It’s obvious I know who you are.

And? So what if it was me?

I just want to know who hired you.

Hey.

Is something wrong?

No. Just go on back in the room.

OK.

Hey, what’s your name?

Erica.

Erica, you seem like a smart girl.

You see me sitting here?

Yes.

Did you hear me come in?

No.

Then you should probably leave, huh?

No, babe. You ain’t got to go nowhere.

Uh-uh. I’m getting up out of here.

Oh, no. What do you mean? I paid for you...

You know what?-- it. Get out. Go on, then.

So...

So? Look, man, I ain’t telling you shit.

Whoever paid you to blow up that car

did it in front of my house.

I never said that I did that.

It was not even 100 feet from me, OK?

I could have been hurt,

my family and friends hurt, even killed.

Look, they...

They wanted me to send a warning.

They who?

I don’t know. It came down the pipeline. Some doctor.

I know a doctor.

OK. So you can get the-- on.

- How much? - What do you mean?

How much did that white man that you don’t know

pay you to send a message to your people?

About four K.

Wow.

Almost got killed over four grand. It’s a damn shame.

But no one got hurt.

Not yet, Luther.

What you looking at?

Oh, nothing. I’m just people watching.

I’m not, uh, holding your attention?

Of course you are.

So you’re not, uh, stimulated by the conversation?

Hey, don’t be silly.

So you said you came to the office to see your sister?

Who’s your sister?

You ask so many questions.

I’m just trying to get to know you.

My food? So good. How’s yours?

Yeah, it’s good. It’s all right.

So I’m really glad you changed your mind.

What made you?

- Made me what? - Change your mind.

I didn’t.

Well, you did, because you weren’t interested at first.

Oh, I didn’t want you to think I was easy. That’s all.

Ah.

You said four grand, right?

- Is that enough? - Absolutely.

Y’all enjoy.

Best believe we will.

To new friends and new beginnings.

I like that.

I’m glad you decided to join me this evening.

Me too.

Is everything OK?

Yes, definitely.

Is everything OK?

♪ My girls hold me down when them boys mess around ♪

♪ When my love life is a headache ♪

♪ We’re goin’ out tonight ♪

♪ ’Cause I’m lookin’ for love ♪

Andi?

- You OK? - Yes. Why do you ask?

- You just seem a bit distracted. - Oh, I have a lot on my mind.

I could take you home, if you’d like.

No, no, no.

Um, you have my undivided attention.

You want to tell me what’s going on?

I mean, it’s obvious that someone or something

has you distracted.

Well...

This--.

See, Atlanta’s a little too small for my liking.

- Then leave. - You know this guy?

Yeah. I’m Hayden Moss.

I’m a lawyer at the firm. You are?

Reginald Vaughn.

Dr. Vaughn. From the Vanguard Hospital.

- Do I know you? - Nah, but I know you.

Interesting. Because I’ve never heard of you.

Ah. That’s funny.

I see why you, uh, looking at my date.

She fine, right?

She seems a bit young for you, Hayden.

- I’m a consenting adult. - Oh, you definitely are.

Andi, I thought you was strictly dickly.

OK. My man, you need to move on.

No need to get hostile, my man.

See, I just thought you should know who you’re dealing with.

See, anybody that dates Andi ends up stabbed,

incarcerated, life and reputation ruined. You know.

No, I don’t know, but what I do know

is that you and your date need to move on.

Just telling you the truth, bro.

Speaking of the truth,

uh, did you want to tell him, or shall I?

- I’m bored. Can we leave? - Tell me what?

OK, my man, just keep it moving.

Hold on one second.

See, I want to know what she talking about.

Cheyenne, what she talking about?

You’ve interrupted our dinner,

so I’m asking you politely to leave.

Ain’t nobody even talking to you, bro.

But I’m definitely talking to you.

Reginald, Reginald, please.

I don’t believe you two have been properly introduced,

so allow me to remedy that.

Hayden Moss, please meet Cheyenne Barnes.

Barnes?

Mm-hmm. Don’t you see the resemblance?

Hold up. This is the sister you came to see?

Oh, hell no.

Hey. I’m Madison Truitt. I’m the new owner of the gym.

Hi, I’m...

Zachary Taylor. I’d shake your hand, but...

It’s all good. No worries, Zac. Zac Taylor, you said?

Yeah.

I know your name. Zac Taylor.

Are you friends with Rich from Rich Fuel Juice Bar?

Yeah, Rich is my peoples. Why?

He told me that you were also interested in buying the place.

Yeah. I mean, I spend so much time here, obviously.

Just figured why not give it a shot?

Yeah. Well, hopefully no hard feelings.

Oh, no, no. I’m a little disappointed, but we good.

OK, cool. Great.

You know, I would love to pick your brain, actually.

Why?

Well, I mean, clearly you come here.

You’re passionate about the place.

I think being that you come here regularly,

you’d bring perspective that I can’t.

Yeah. I mean, he said you were interested in doing,

like, some cross-promotional events and stuff like that.

Yeah, and I am, but I also want to upgrade the facility,

and I think that’s where your input would be invaluable. So...

That’s what’s up. Oh, yeah.

Well, I mean, I’d love to, but I actually got to head home.

Well, maybe we can chat later. Let me give you my card.

You know, Rich also mentioned that I should speak with, um...

I think it’s Fatima?

- Fatima. - Fatima, yeah.

- That’s my baby. - Yeah. Well,

I’d love to catch up with the both of you when you have time.

- Sounds good. - OK, cool.

- All right. Thanks. - Nice to meet you.

- It’s my pleasure. - Thank you.

Hey, Madison, I don’t typically do this,

but somebody else is going to have to rack these weights.

I got to go. Later!

- Hey, guys. - Hey, friend.

What are you doing here? Working?

Yeah. Yeah, I just got here.

I picked up a little moonlighting gig waiting tables.

It’s better tips, too.

Oh, OK. Well, you know, Proud gives us life.

Well, that’s home. This is, uh, this is work.

So, can I get you guys something else?

Maybe something a little bit stronger?

Oh, sure. Do you have Aaron Pierre back there?

Ha! I wish.

Oh, well, then I’m good. What about you?

- I’m straight. - You the only one.

Mm-hmm.

Wait, why do you want Aaron Pierre? What about Dylan?

- Yes. - You shut the-- up,

and go mind your drinks and stuff before they fire your ass.

Fine.

You hurt his feelings.

Feelings? He white. He ain’t been through nothing.

Shit, he family anyway. Ain’t that right?

Whatever, bitch.

See?

- What the hell? - It’s the salon.

Oh! What’s Pam doing?

- Maurice? - Pam.

- I need the door code. - It’s 1-2-3-4-5.

Maurice, I can’t hear you.

Bitch, can you count? 1-2-3-4-5!

- Wait, repeat it. - Pam, I’ma text you.

Maurice, hurry!

Shit!

I’m so sick of that, I don’t know what to do.

- Now I understand. - I am so sorry.

So let me get this straight.

So you trying to set me up to get me fired or something?

What are you talking about, Hayden?

You had me go out with your underage sister?

I’m not underage.

Trying to get me arrested or what?

First of all, you’re paranoia’s showing,

secondly, I value my time way too much

to care about you or play those types of games.

Right. Well, I got one word for you.

- Watch yourself. - Tamara.

Not the same situation. You see, my sister I warned,

and told her not to go out with you, but she did it anyway.

- I did. - Oh, OK.

Also, she’s grown, and all I can do is warn my sister.

Which is the same as you tried to warn my date

that you’re interrupting, Dr. Reginald Vaughn.

So if you said all you came to say, can you please leave,

so we can try to enjoy the rest of our dinner?

Oh. He’s standing up. No need to stand up, man. We leaving.

- So you’re a doctor? - Yeah.

I still make more money than him. Let’s go.

Cheyenne.

Don’t let that asshole in my house.

Wasn’t planning on it.

I’m serious. He’s bad news.

Sounds like you’re the bad news, Sister.

Bye.

That’s your sister?

She’s trouble.

Anyway, Dylan is fine. Everything is fine.

He’s my little powdered donut.

I’m happy for you.

Thank you. I’m happy for me too. And what about you?

There’s too much going on there. It’s going to blow my high.

You going to get that?

I best get it.

Hey.

Hey, Danni. Where are you?

I’m at Billy Jake’s with Maurice.

- Danni. - What?

We needed a pick-me-up after we saw Sabrina at the hospital.

You know alcohol is actually a depressant.

Joke’s on you because I’m high, too.

I’m gonna head over to your place

and wait for you to get home.

Wait, you have a key?

I’ll wait outside the door.

I need to make sure you’re safe.

Tony, don’t worry about it. I’m going to be home late.

What if that creep comes back?

Tony.

You said you’re at Billy Jake’s, right?

- Yes. - Then I’m on my way.

No, no, no, no. I need to stop by Andi’s.

I need to check on my other sister.

Then I will wait for you back at your place.

OK. How about I call you instead of you

disturbing the other tenants with your loitering?

Will you do that for me? Please?

Yes.

- Everything OK? - Mm-hmm.

I thought you and Tony broke up.

We did.

- You sure? - It’s complicated.

Well, I’m going to finish up this drink

so I can call Dylan and get me some cuddle time tonight.

You know what?

It’s nice seeing you with someone. It is. It’s good.

- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.

It’s taking some getting used to, you know?

I’m just waiting for the punchline.

And I must admit,

I’m so surprised with myself that I’m sitting up,

laid up, and shacking up with a white man.

Ha! Yeah, I heard that.

- Go to hell! - Easy.

I mean, you know, I, too, dated a Caucasoid once.

But you know what matters?

Is you’re good to them, and they’re good to you.

Enjoy the ride.

- Pun intended? - Indeed.

But really, enjoy it, because...

- life can turn on you on a dime. - Oof. You can say that again.

We’ve certainly learned that with Sabrina, haven’t we?

Anyway, I have some questions to ask you.

- All right. - Number one,

why is Tony so worried about your safety?

And number two, who is this creep that he speaks of?

- What’s up, baby? - Hey.

Mm-hmm. I thought I told you to be showered before I got home.

Yeah, I got a little carried away at the gym.

Yeah, I can see it and smell that.

- Is it that bad? - You smell like butt.

Which is why I want to know why you sitting on my bed, stankin’.

- My fault. - Yeah, yeah.

- How was everything with Andi? - What?

With Andi. Ain’t that why you go back to the office?

Oh, yeah. Oh. Baby brain. Yeah, everything’s good.

Oh. Tell me why the new owner came by the gym today,

introduced herself to everybody.

- Oh. Was she cool? - Yeah, she was.

And, um, she know Rich. Rich told her about us,

and she wants to ask us about some improvements for the gym.

For what? I mean, she can do

whatever the hell she want to do to the gym. She bought it.

I get it. But we members, so, you know.

OK.

- Bow. I got her card. - Oh. Yeah, and I will take that.

- I figured you would. - Mm-hmm.

Yep, I got to check her out. Make sure she ain’t up to shit.

Oh, you ain’t got to worry about that, man.

Rich already told her about you.

Zac, that don’t mean nothing.

She cool, Fatima. Relax, all right?

- Whatever. - Mm-hmm.

So, have you talked to Mr. Keyes?

Actually, I haven’t. I need to call him.

- OK. - Mm-hmm.

What’s the matter? Why you don’t like him?

I just think there’s some questions

- that need to be answered. - About what? My sperm donor?

- Yeah, for one. - I don’t want to know about him.

- As a matter of fact-- - No, Zac, listen.

No, I’m going to get in the shower. OK?

When I come back, we can finish what we started earlier.

Pick out some furniture for us to break.

Hurry up, I gotta be at work in the morning.

Say less.

Thank you for making sure I got home safely.

My pleasure.

I’m sorry about the awkwardness tonight.

It did get the evening off to a rough start,

but I think it’s ending on a high note. Don’t you?

Well, I guess I should get going.

Yeah.

On your own time, Ms. Barnes. I’m not going anywhere.

Just don’t make me wait too long.

I’ll try not to.

- Have a good night. - You too.

So you’re dating a doctor now?

Yes, Cheyenne, I am.

Well, tonight was awkward as--!

Yeah, thanks to you.

I don’t know what you mean.

Cheyenne, you saw us clear as day,

and then you and Hayden headed in my direction,

just being messy.

No idea what you’re talking about.

Whatever, Cheyenne.

Hayden really hates you.

Oh, yeah. The feeling is mutual. I told you that.

Oh, he came back for more tongue?

Um, can you go somewhere looking like that?

- Nope. - Damn it, Cheyenne.

Hi, Reginald. Did you forget something?

Your doctor friend is gone.

What the hell are you doing here?

What are you looking at?

Get back in the house!

Better answer the phone.

- Well? - Hmm?

Why is Tony worried about your safety?

Nothing. It’s just, you know,

this guy’s been stalking me, we got into a little scuffle.

Scuffle?

Yeah, and Tony just wants to make sure he doesn’t come back.

What kind of scuffle?

OK, Marcus.

Can you just give me some time to process all this?

You know, get some sleep,

and I’ll call you when my head’s on straight.

You are--

OK, I don’t think you’re hearing me. You need to go home.

- All right? So go home, Marcus. - Hey, you don’t mean that.

Yeah, I do. Not now, not ever, so.

Hey, stop!

We’re not done talking!

Are you crazy?

I just want to be there for you!

I don’t want that.

A bad one.

- Danni, are you OK? - Yeah.

Are you sure?

And it was only a scuffle?

Yes.

Mm-hmm.

- Sabrina taught you that look. - What you talking about?

- That look. - I don’t know what you think.

Well, you don’t believe what I’m saying.

Well, I’m not saying I don’t believe what you’re saying.

I’m saying that I feel like you are leaving something out.

- Is Tony calling again? - No.

No, it’s not Tony, but...

Who is it? The hospital? What’s going--

No, no, no. I do, um...

I do have to go.

- Go? - Mm-hmm.

Danni, what you ain’t telling me?

- Be nice to Chris. - Oh,-- Chris.

He loves you.

Now, where are you going? Uh-uh, girl. Wait up.

You my ride! Wait up, bitch.

What the hell are you doing here?

We need to talk, Ms. Barnes.

Yes, that’s why we have a meeting tomorrow morning.

Things have escalated a bit, so I felt we needed to talk now.

Who is this?

I’m Cheyenne, Andi’s little sister.

- And you are? - Here on official business.

Cheyenne, could you please give us some privacy,

and maybe put some clothes on?

Your loss.

- What is this about? - The issue has escalated.

We’ve received intel of an impending hit on you.

- What? - It’s highly possible

that an order is coming down for your life.

Because of this, the Bureau wants to put you

in protective custody.

No. I’m not going to run in fear of Dr. Cruise

and his little minions. If I do that, they win.

Look, I understand your position,

but the threat is credible.

OK, well, what about my other colleagues?

Is Fatima Wilson threatened as well?

So far, you’re the only target being discussed.

OK. Well, listen, Agent Watt, I have a life.

I have a firm to help run.

You can’t run anything dead, Ms. Barnes.

And what am I supposed to do? Just give away all my cases?

Well, putting a hold on the case

that put you on their radar in the first place is a start.

No. If I do that, Dr. Cruise wins,

and he gets away with everything he’s done.

Look, I’m not saying it’s forever.

Wait. If they know that the order is coming from Dr. Cruise,

can’t you do something? Arrest him or something?

See, that’s where things get a little gray.

What does that even mean?

There is no direct connection linking Dr. Cruise to this.

Agent Watt, you do not believe that.

Ms. Barnes, it’s not about what I believe.

It’s about what we can prove.

OK, well, protective custody is out of the question.

Look, I’d like for you to just think about it tonight.

In the meantime, we’re going to have someone watch you.

I can’t live my life like that.

You won’t even know they’re there.

- Fine, Agent Watt. - We’ll stay on the chatter.

See if an actual order gets placed.

OK, thank you.

I’ll keep you posted, Ms. Barnes.

Gosh.

- I swear, I love you so much. - I love you, too.

I swear I ain’t never think I’d have somebody like you, yo.

I never felt this before, either.

Really?

You know that.

- I guess I do. - OK, um...

Mm-mm, boy, go to sleep. I gotta--

- What? - I gotta be at work

in a few hours. Come on.

- Please? - I can’t.

Oh, gosh.

Oh, who could be calling this late, yo?

It’s Andi.

- What? - Yeah.

Anybody calling this time of night, it can’t be good.

Whatever happened to office hours?

Zac, you do know we’re friends, right?

- Hold on. - Yeah, I know.

- Hello? - Fatima?

Andi, is everything OK?

Agent Watt just paid me a visit, and he said

that there’s been chatter about a hit being placed on me.

- I’m sorry, what? - What’s wrong?

- Hold on, Zac. - Nah, put that shit on speaker.

Andi, hold on one second. I’m putting you on speakerphone.

- OK. - All right.

- What’s up, Andi? - Hey, Zac.

All right, so what’s going on?

Mr. Vincent had a friend at the bureau

reach out about the car bomb. Apparently, they were tipped off

that someone has put a contract out on me.

Andi, I’m sure it’s just Dr. Cruise trying to scare you.

- I wouldn’t worry about it. - I don’t know, Fatima.

I mean, I asked about you, and they haven’t heard anything.

- Good. - Zac.

I’m just saying. My bad, Andi.

I just need my baby and my baby to be good.

They want to put me in protective custody.

OK, so what are you going to do?

- I told him no. - Andi.

They said that they’re going to offer me protection

- for the time being. - OK, well, that’s something.

Listen, I’m sorry for calling you so late.

I just wanted to talk to someone who understands.

Look, you know I got you. It’s fine.

Thank you. Thank you, Zac, as well.

- No, it’s no problem, Andi. - Of course.

Listen, it’s been a long, crazy day.

I’m going to try to get some sleep.

- All right, get some rest. - Yo, be careful, Andi.

I will. Thank you.

Fatima?

Oh, no, I thought you were someone else.

Really?

Yeah, send her up. Thanks.

- He left? - Yes, Cheyenne.

- Damn. - I thought you liked Hayden?

No, I told you that was a meal.

By the way, why are you walking around the house half naked?

I sleep naked. This is for your benefit.

Oh, for my benefit?

Do you have to flash everyone that visits?

Don’t hate.

I’ve never been a hater, baby.

- Hi, girl! - Danni, come in. Have a seat.

Who this woman?

You remember my baby sister, Cheyenne.

It’s the little Cheyenne! Little baby!

Well, not so little anymore.

Oh, it’s a toy.

Yeah, not so little anymore.

- Danni-- - I like your little outfit.

Thank you.

Is everything OK?

Oh, yeah, girl, sorry about popping in.

Look like you got a-- about to come by. My bad.

No, nothing’s more important than you. Are you OK?

Yeah. I stopped by to see Sabrina.

Oh.

I miss her.

Yeah, me too.

You know, I can call big-headed-ass Karen

anytime I want, but...

Anyway, there was a social worker who came in,

talking about some attorney powers,

and court orders, and all this stuff.

Hold on, Danni, what is going on?

Girl, I ain’t even know.

I can’t even think about that right now.

Anyway... little Cheyenne.

Well, not so little.

You got a little toot now. I see it! You see it!

- I know. - Please don’t gas her up.

It’s cute.

What are you doing here?

I’m just staying here

with Sister until I find my own place.

Mm. OK. Mm-hmm.

Listen, I just wanted to stop by and say hello.

You know, just the two of us now.

It’s a sister line. It’s no more circle.

Don’t say that. I mean, Karen is still... And Sabrina...

Is in a coma.

So, Cheyenne, have you found a job?

No, she hasn’t, actually.

Listen, don’t apply to Higher Airlines.

You know them planes that been falling out the sky?

That’s them. Shitty company. All right?

Yeah. No. Um, I’m looking for a salon job.

- What?! - Danni. Danni?

Look at God!

No, no, no. I have to share some information with you first.

- What? I own a salon. - What?

- Yeah. It’s called Fresh Start. - So you can get me a job?

Oh,--, I can’t give you anything now.

You know what I’m saying? I got some partners

who are gonna need to cosign on some things.

- OK. - But you know, you should apply.

- Definitely. - Mm-hmm.

She does need a fresh start.

And I suppose that, um, you guys are down a stylist,

with Karen being gone.

Oh, girl, they was down before she left.

- Oh, they were? - Yeah, but for real.

Mm-hmm.

Clock it. This is good.

Yes!

All right, well...

- Why does she do that? - I don’t know.

It’s so fit and tiny. Like, what is shaking back there?

You should apply. Andi, give her the address.

- HR’s going to need your resume. - Wait, there’s an HR?

- I’m HR. - Oh, you’re HR.

Doesn’t she need a referral?

- You don’t do your hair. - That’s fair.

I’ll get up out of y’all’s hair. You two get some rest.

- Are you sure everything’s OK? - Yes.

Apply.

Danni?

Andi.

I can’t believe this shit.

I know, but the FBI will keep her updated

if the situation changes.

Yeah, well, I’m worried about you, though.

Zac, I told you. I’m fine, OK? You know I stay ready.

Yo, maybe I need to start taking you to work.

Zac, no, listen. We’re not about to start living in fear. No.

You can’t blame me for being worried, though.

No, Zac, I’m serious.

We’re not about to let these threats change the way we move.

No.

You can’t blame me for worrying.

I know, baby, and I don’t, OK? Look, how about this?

If I feel things are getting too crazy,

you’ll be the first to know, all right?

- That’s all I ask. - All right.

Go to sleep, OK? All right.

- Hey. - Hey.

I think she like you more than for just the juice, my boy.

The juice is good, but I mean,

it ain’t really that good, like...

Next on Sistas .

We have a lot of applicants

for the stylist position.

- Uh-uh. - Next!

- Uh-uh. - No, no. No, no, no.

- What can I do for you, Fatima? - How about tell Zac the truth?

What is going on with your mom and Mr. Keyes?

Right?

Andi, I don’t know what it is, but I don’t trust that man.

- Look, I still love you, Danni. - Why?