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I'm fighting the urge to tell all of these people to get out

of my future house.

A working dishwasher and three whole bedrooms.

No! One for me, one for you, one for... One for me?

I was going to say bun.

Yeah, that makes way more sense.

Applications are here.

Interviews start in a few days.

And I can spot a liar from a mile away. So don't even try.

Back off.

Hey, let's do this.

Holy shit.

What? No, really, holy shit.

I think I just found your sister.

Holy shit.

It is her. It has to be. I set an RSS alert for Olivia Jensen anywhere in

Canada. Nothing came up until now. I can't believe it worked.

Wow. She even looks like me.

Let's see it. Okay.

Newcomer to the Canadian art scene.

She's 30 years old. She's a painter and a sculptor. That's cool.

And there's a gallery opening and a Q&A on Friday in Toronto.

Should I message her?

On the DNA site? I thought you already did that.

I did.

That's my mom and she left it on read.

Okay. All right. Well, we need a new plan You go to the Q&A what no, that's

insane She's clearly not ready for that then at least bring her your mom's

birthday cards.

That'll open a door But you have to fly today.

Yeah, what about our house?

What about the ball? It's in two weeks. This could be your only chance to meet

her say, yeah, and we got your back totally I was born to lie to happen.

We'll take over the ball and I'll take care of the house interview. Don't worry

about it Please let us help

For my mom. For your mom.

See ya.

I love you guys. I love you.

I love you.

Just FYI, we don't allow cults.

That's a weird thing to say.

It'll only be three nights I'll barely be gone, and Grandma Gila can't wait for

you to sleep over.

You moving into your emerald greenhouse already?

No, I'm just going to Toronto to meet with some artists for the Winter Ball.

Today? Uh, yeah.

I know you've been really busy with the store, so I asked Gila if she can watch

Bun. Could you help her pack a bag?

Sure.

Bun, come on.

Don't worry your fur.

It might throw paint on you.

How were your flights?

Long. Didn't make my connection.

Had to overnight in Ottawa. Luggage is missing.

But I'm here.

Did you find my yellow binder?

Hell yeah.

Look at this.

It weighs more than my baby cousin.

Page 18 supply list, color-coded by urgency.

Don't worry, we've got all of that.

Helen thinks you're home with the raging UTI, by the way. The plan was a fever.

Caused by your raging UTI.

Um, so what are you gonna do now?

Uh, stake out the gallery and figure out how to get these birthday cards my mom

wrote to Olivia.

She still hasn't responded on the DNA site, so I don't want to scare her.

Yeah, maybe don't open with who you are. Might freak her out.

Guys,

I almost just died.

Remember the big city?

It'll kill you if you're not paying attention.

Need a hand?

No, I got it.

Okay, I just came to drop this background bun.

Yeah,

maybe I could use a hand.

Got a hammer?

Yeah.

Oh, a shot of whiskey, please.

Coming right up.

Anything else for you?

Actually, yeah. I'll have one, too. You got it, Olivia.

Jeez.

Are you okay?

Sorry, it's a long day.

Well, same.

I'm setting up for a gallery opening across the street. My curator asked me

to take a walk.

Apparently, I was micromanaging.

Well, I missed a flight, lost my luggage, and spilled coffee all over

myself.

I'm Olivia.

I'm Simone. So are you passing through or hiding out?

Passing through.

To passing through?

To unexpected detours.

Looks strong.

Well, it's amazing what wall anchors will do. Hey, calm down.

I helped. Yeah, well, you always did have your own way of doing things.

Bonjour. Oh, hi. Hey, you.

So, I went for a walk to clear my head, trying to figure out the ending to my

book, and I got so far away, and then I saw your truck.

Any chance I could bum a ride back to my hotel?

I mean, only if you're free.

Uh, sure.

Uh, are we done? Yep.

You're a godsend.

Yeah, the store looks fantastic.

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

How much did you pay? One second.

I can't tell a short story for the life of me. It always turns into a saga. Yes,

I love a saga. Short stories are so, they're so suspicious. It's like, give

me everything. Start with the weather. Yeah.

You're funny.

I can't believe how much we have in common.

Hey, are you, are you Inuit?

Sorry, I don't mean to pry.

No, no, it's okay. I'm Bohawk.

From, like... I knew it. I knew you were Indigenous.

I'm half Inuit, but I grew up down here, so I'm still figuring that part out.

That's so brave.

I really hope you have someone that can take that walk with you.

Okay, you know what? Let's get out of here.

I know a place so much more fun than this. But first, we have to get you some

clean clothes.

Come on.

I can't believe you have a kid.

Honestly, it's kind of weird I don't have more.

Oh, uh, that's Hashi, my assistant.

Hi.

You must be doing pretty well to be living like this.

My dad knew the previous owner, so I've had a really great deal.

Let's get you dressed.

Is it your mom that's in it? Yeah, but I wasn't raised by her.

Do you know much about her? I mean, just what my dad told me.

You know, it was a bad situation.

But sometimes I'm curious about her.

You're allowed to want to know your own mother.

Yeah, maybe.

This.

Ooh, you need to try this on.

I'm gonna go and get changed.

Oh, hey, you should come to my art gallery opening tomorrow.

So pick something up for that, too.

Please tell me you're a dancer, Simone.

I'm a dance machine.

Get us drinks. Okay.

Two whiskeys, please.

I want you to meet someone.

Hey! Oh, my God!

Fresh meat. This is Simone.

Thank you.

He nails the last plank onto the broken window.

She is safe, finally.

He turns to her with a smile, and she stares at him.

Her heart races, not just with passion, but with something quieter.

Yeah, he's hot, but he also sees her for who she is and loves her anyway.

Hi, Alistair.

Alistair.

I know I put you through a lot, but I just want you to know that... Nope.

Never mind.

Oh, no.

Hi.

Yes, um...

Any chance my luggage has arrived?

No. Okay.

Cool. Awesome. Thanks.

Air up here makes me feral.

You built all this with your own hands?

Well, I mean, I had some help.

I mean, the igloo, of course, is a feat of Inuit engineering.

So, intelligent, poetic, and hot.

I'd really like to try it out sometime.

Well, I fired it up before I left, so I should almost... almost be ready.

Thank you.

Attention, everyone.

Hello, everyone. Thank you for coming. Gather around for some words

from tonight's star, Olivia Jensen.

Your lips are as frozen as mine.

I'm sorry.

on the cabin and do it already.

Do you smell something burning?

What what's the last something on them

For

years

I avoided this part of my life my birth mother's alcoholism and what it cost me

But I believe in the healing power of art

Merci, Olivia.

All right, we'll take some questions now.

Oh, okay. Go ahead.

Just wondering if you could expand on how you chose which parts of your

mother's life to put on display?

Yeah, I wanted to confront the pieces that challenged me most. So, her

drinking.

That's not what the work is. Do you worry that you're flattening her?

Turning a whole Enoch woman into just one thing?

I think that's a very simplistic read on something deeply personal.

Sure, sure.

But aren't these stories that you were told?

Not ones that you actually lived?

Okay, okay.

Great discussion, Masi Cho. That's it for the Q&A.

Enjoy the exhibit. Get yourself some drinks or water. Water is life.

Just mingle.

What the hell was that?

If you're going to make work this loaded, be prepared for pushback.

Loaded? It's my story. No, it's hers.

And you can't just borrow her pain because she's not here to contradict

you. You don't know who I am or anything about my life. Your real name is Ivalou.

And I'm your sister.

And that's...

That is not our mother.

She wrote these for you.

No, no, no, no!

Oh, my God. Are you okay? It's fine. I'm fine.

Are you insane?

You said you were Mohawk.

You lied about everything.

Get out.

I never want to see you again.

Pretendian.

Did she run away, did she run away, I don't know

If she ran away, if she ran

away, come back home Just come home

You come to check on the shelves?

They're still standing.

No. Um... I came to talk to you about the sauna incident yesterday.

Sauna incident?

Uh-huh.

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

Oh, really?

Interesting.

Whatever you think was happening, I promise you...

Was not.

Okay, then help me understand.

Nothing.

Nothing was happening.

Alistair.

She's good for you.

You deserve something good.

Thank you.

And so do you, Niamh.

We found it in the back.

Jesus, what kind of business trip did you say this was?

Mom, I met her.

It's her name's Olivia now.

What?

I ruined it.