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Previously,
on "The Bold Type"...

I don't write
for the dot-com.

Welcome to the digital team,
Jane.

We're gonna have a lot of fun.

People don't want perfection,
they want honesty.

This is the real me.
Heartbroken.

And I think it's about time
we started being real

- with one another.
- Look at how many people

you're inspiring.

You're also a carrier
of the BRCA gene.

- That is a game-changer for you.
- Why?

If kids are in your future,
you need to start thinking

about it now.

Richard asked me
to move in with him.

I don't want to lose this.

- Me.
- What do you want to do?

I want to move in
with Richard.

Turns out I am a hoarder.

- Who knew?
- I did.

- Ha-ha.
- Gonna miss your mess, though.

I know you will.

I think I'm all packed.

Officially out of here.

Oh.
Thanks.

You know, um...

I could just ask them
to move my bed back and forth.

Mm, you probably should.

But first they should
take their shirts off.

- It's very hot in here, right?
- Yeah, so hot.

You know...

As long as I live here,

it's your home, too.

I know.

I love you.

Stop.

- Why are you taking this?
- Come on.

Yes, my sex life
with Richard is fantastic,

but I am not leaving
Mr. Hemsworth.

"Mr. Hemsworth"?

This is "Reliable Buddy."

Uh, excuse me,
I think that I know

my vibrator when I see it.
I got it at the...

Pink Pussycat on Bleeker.

- Mines missing.
- Okay.

That doesn't mean
that we swapped... vibrators.

You keep yours
near your bed, right?

Yeah! Oh, except for
when we had the dinner party,

so I moved it from my bedroom
to the...

Bathroom.

Where I dumped
my makeup bag...

After I got back

from Jersey Shore.

You know what, you take it.

Actually, I think it's yours.

- Nope, it isn't.
- No, it is,

- because mine has a dent in it.
- How did you dent it?

- Don't ask me questions.
- It is a going-away present.

- You're welcome.
- No thanks, not necessary.

I don't want it.
Take it.

Well, let's do this.

Love ya.
Thanks.

You know...

I really thought
I had less stuff.

Well, thank God
you have this lamp.

Which is great,
'cause I've had my eye on it

in your apartment for a while
now.

Ah.

And, uh, this is dirty,
I assume?

Yes, very.

With the move and work,

I haven't had much time
to do anything.

Oliver's been leaning on me
a lot, so...

All right, well, dirty laundry
goes in the closet.

- Fran does it on Monday.
- Oh, hey, uh...

you know,
Fran is your housekeeper.

She doesn't work for me.

Fran is your housekeeper
because you live here now.

- I live here.
- Yeah.

That's so great.

I think I'm still gonna do
my own laundry, though.

What... seriously?
'Cause you don't have to.

I know, but I like to.

And anyway, these are
my unmentionables.

Then I shall not
mention them.

But I shall go tip the movers.

Okay, come on out.

I wanna see you in your
hockey outfit before you go.

It's not an outfit.

- It's a uniform.
- I like it.

Give me a little spin.

Whoo, yeah.

Wow.

You are so hot.

You are gonna melt that ice,

which is gonna send that puck

right into the net.

Yeah, I mean,
I want to like it, but no.

It's not doing it for me.

But...

What is doing it for me
is the fact that

you made me a pre-game snack.

Oh, no.

"Follitropin"?

Oh, hey,
is it egg-freezing time?

Mm-hmm.
Yeah.

Uh, I went to the doctor
and they gave me the go-ahead

to start
my egg-freezing process.

- That's great.
- Mm-hmm.

- That's a big deal.
- I guess.

I mean, it's just
some injections

and then the egg extraction,
which is a small procedure,

but, uh, it's pretty
straight-forward.

Oh, except, um, no drinking,

no carbs,
and no sex for two weeks.

I probably should have
told you that.

Uh, yeah.

Are you kidding me?

No carbs for two weeks?

- So, what can I do?
- Nothing.

They taught me how to do
the injections at the doctor's.

- Easy-peasy-lemon-squeezy.
- You're gonna inject yourself?

- Mm-hmm.
- I can help.

I mean, I can be late
for hockey, it doesn't matter.

No, no, no.
You have playoffs,

- which is so exciting...
- Mm.

And, uh, I'm fine, so go.

- And go Ryan's hockey team.
- The Zambronis, you mean?

The Zambronis.

Go.

- Bye.
- Bye.

All right.

Here goes Operation
"Freeze Jane's Eggs

to Keep Her Options Open
for Her Future."

- That's it?
- Yep.

Wow.

Bikini waxes laugh at that.

- Hah.
- Yeah.

- Okay, so it is 10:30...
- Mm-hmm.

So for the next ten days,

I have to take the injection
at the exact same time.

Okey-dokey.

You know, I love any excuse
to hang out, but

why don't you just get Pinstripe
to help you with this stuff?

Because, I mean,

we're seven weeks
into our relationship.

I don't want to
kill our early, fun dating vibe

with "alcohol wipes,
hormone injection,

mild cramping" vibes.

This is mucking through
some tough stuff, and...

It's too early for mucking.

You want to focus
on the other "ucking."

Exactly.

I'm really happy.

And I want to protect
what we have.

You know, it might
bring you closer together.

Really?

Well, answer this question:

Did you poop in front of Adena?

I don't know what that has
to do with anything.

Answer the question.

I'd go to the Duane Reade...

On my corner.

But I'm an only child.
I don't poop in front of anyone.

And I don't see what
pooping has to do

with fertility injections.

It's something that has
to be done, and just because

it's happening doesn't mean
that Ryan needs to be there.

I already have a plan.

His hockey team
is in the playoffs.

He's busy, and once
hockey season is over,

I'll be done with this, and
we are back to where we were.

Non-stop "ucking."

Is that how you "uck"?

How you doing?

I'm good.

Yeah, better.

- What about you?
- I'm... I'm great.

So last night I got into
one of those obligatory

"is social media good or bad?"
debates,

and you came up
on the side of good.

Kat, your #BeReal campaign

has exploded, it's incredible.

I mean, look, look.

- That's crazy.
- Break-ups, unemployment,

health issues.

I mean, it's amazing.

- I keep scrolling.
- Oh, hold on.

- What?
- Yeah, just go back up.

- This?
- Yeah.

"After 30 years, my bar
is being shut down.

"I'm devastated that
the safe haven I've created for

queer women
will be gone forever."

You know this place, Wild Susan?

Yeah, it...
Adena took me there once,

and it's kind of become my spot.

I'm gonna be
in and out today.

Cover when needed.
Text when necessary.

- Call when... don't call.
- Okay.

- Where you going?
- Out.

I'm gonna need you to run point

on the prom-themed shoot.

- I will not be there.
- And it's all set?

- Models, photographers booked?
- Yes.

We can effectively memorialize

the most traumatic night
of my youth.

Oh, no.
You hated prom?

- I... don't call.
- 'Kay, bye!

- Hi, Jane.
- Hi.

Sorry, I didn't want
to interrupt.

Oh, not at all.

I did this incredible retreat
at Kripalu

and they taught me
mini-meditations.

Five minutes and
I'm fully aligned

with the present moment.

And here for you, so go.

I'm starting my
egg-freezing process this week.

- Obsessed.
- Good.

Because I'm
writing a piece on it.

Wait, Jane.

So what's your angle?

Demystifying
the egg-freezing process.

Mm.
Yeah, needs a little bit more.

No problem. It's probably
better for the magazine anyway.

Remember,
you write for the dot-com.

I really want this one
for the dot-com,

so we just need to plus it up.

Plus it up?

Plus up the challenges
of my medical condition?

Yeah, next-level it.
Find a fresh angle.

Once you figure that out,
then you can write your piece.

Okay.

Thanks, Jane.

Jacqueline.

Andrew told me
you wanted to talk?

Yes, I saw that you are
reaching out to Cardi B

for digital's new
date-night column.

I was hoping that maybe
you could hold off on that,

because we're trying
to get Cardi for a feature

in the magazine, and it's
kind of an either/or situation.

Wow.

Do you have a problem
with that?

No, I'm just
a little surprised.

Patrick,
it's really important

that digital and print
work well together,

especially since
we're sharing resources...

You misunderstand.

Of course,
I will hold off on Cardi B.

I'm just a little surprised
that digital and print

are throwing elbows
for the same talent.

Mm, I gotta up my game.

"Plus it up"?
Egg-freezing is emotional,

and hard, and plenty plussed-up.

Okay, look, I know
you don't like the guy,

but you have to admit
it's pretty cool that

he authorized a field trip
to Wild Susan.

I want you guys to see
how great it is.

Hey, do you guys think
it's weird that I don't

want Richard's housekeeper
doing my laundry?

- That's insane.
- Yes.

I bet he's had a housekeeper
his whole life.

Well, I've had
a housekeeper my whole life.

I had my aunt come over
and help my brother and I

clean the house,
but my life goal is to be

successful enough to never
have to do my own laundry again.

Not only have I never had a
housekeeper,

but in 12th grade
I almost was one at a hotel.

- What happened?
- Failed the drug test.

I don't get it.

I mean, this place is packed.

- Why is it closing?
- It's a scam.

They say we owe 42 grand
to the state liquor authority,

but the fines are 20 years old

and we didn't even
know about them.

Most of it is penalty.
We can't afford that.

So, why did they come up now?

Owner, city, developer,
they want to gentrify

the neighborhood,
so they dug them up.

Now we have to pay them
all at once or

we're in breach of our lease.

It was a good run,
but we're done.

Thank you.

- That sucks.
- Yeah.

You know, I love going to
straight bars with you guys,

I do,
but I'm still finding myself

and finding my place,
and having a bar like this

has been really great.

And now they're gonna tear it
down to build a luxury condo.

Well, you know what,

we can go to other
lesbian bars with you.

- Mm-hmm.
- Well, you know, this is

actually one of only two
lesbian bars in the city.

- What?
- You're kidding.

It's ridiculous.

You know what,
I'm texting my lawyer.

You have a lawyer?

I do.

She did #BeReal
and hated her firm

and quit, and we DM'd.

And now I have a lawyer.

- Do I need a lawyer?
- Yeah.

Oh, no.

I gotta go.

- Sorry.
- What?

Hey.
So, um,

we really have to get going.
Is Deirdre ready?

Why did Oliver
book Nick Chassen?

Because he's great
at doing make-up.

Yeah, well, Nick's also
the guy she caught

blowing her boyfriend
last Christmas.

Oliver knew that.
What was he thinking?

Give me one second.

Hey, Deirdre.

Well, see you
practicing that smolder.

Let's get you some of that
genius face-painting.

Yeah, try Bob Ross,

because if she's the model
then you're losing

the best make-up artist in town.

Best at blowing guys
too drunk to care.

- Trust me, he cared.
- Oh.

- Screw this.
- Fine.

Oh, no, no.
Um, guys!

Okay.
Hey, can you give me ten minutes

- and I can figure this out?
- No, you won't.

I can't believe
Oliver booked them together.

I'm billing for this time.

Actually, the thing is,
they're all very distinct.

It makes my job
relatively easy.

- Hey.
- Hi.

What are you doing here?

I just had
a meeting with Trish.

My editor.
I have a book deal.

Oh, I know Trish.
She... she's great.

She just did Marina's book.
Abromavic.

- Right, yeah.
- I'm sorry.

Do you two know each other?

Well, we just met,

but I loved his column
in "Pinstripe"

and I'm super into the fact
that he's dating you.

Good times.

Uh, we should all
go back to work.

Well, maybe we are working.

I mean, isn't that the
cool thing about being a writer,

you could argue that
every life moment is material?

No, not every life moment.

- It's debatable.
- Agree to disagree.

You agreeing to
disagree with me

- is material.
- That doesn't make sense.

Pitch:
You two should write about

your egg-freezing process
together.

- Cool.
- No.

Think about it:
Two brilliant writers,

who are a couple, going through
this monumental change together.

You could really dig in, explore
the hopes around it, the fears.

Well, I hope...
that this isn't happening.

Well, I really
want it to, so...

- I'm afraid that it is, okay?
- We'll make it work.

Good.

Looking forward to it.

- Good meeting you, Ryan.
- You, too.

Thanks for the gig.

So, how do you want
to do this?

Should we take turns typing?

Or maybe one of us
controls the keyboard.

Who am I kidding,
that's all you.

Yeah, that's probably best.

I think it would be
really helpful if

you broke it all down for me,

explained the whole process
so far.

Also, I'd really love to
get a schedule of

all of your doctor's visits,
your injections.

I wanna be there for all of it.

Also, I want to
talk about side-effects.

Are you experiencing mood swings
because of all the hormones,

or is it more physical stuff
like bloating, cramping?

You know,
I don't really think

that approaching it
this way makes sense.

So is that a "yes"
on the mood swings?

Okay, well, what's your angle?

Well, um...

I was thinking it could be

a he-said, she-said?

Go off on our own,
write from our own perspectives.

I mean, you're Pinstripe,
right?

Actually, that was always
your nickname for me.

- Not really mine, but okay.
- I just mean...

Patrick really loved
your column,

and, uh, we can't have sex
for ten days.

That's something
you could write about.

Well, that's not really
an angle that interests me.

Jane, I know we've never
written together before,

but I think this could be a
really cool bonding experience.

We could be like Michael Chabon
and Ayelet Waldman,

only with less micro-dosing.

I don't really think
this story lends itself to that.

Okay.

- Um...
- I'm so sorry.

I forgot I have a meeting.

Um... but look,
it's gonna be great

and I can't wait to see
what you come up with.

All right, Sloan,
however you want to do it.

But you still have to keep me
looped in on the process.

I wanna know
what's going on here.

Yeah, um, absolutely.

You'll be looped.

Happy writing.

Hello.

- Hi.
- Sutton.

It's a coincidence,
I was just about to call Oliver.

I heard there was an issue
at the prom shoot.

Right, yes.
Unfortunately, we walked

right into some model drama.

Oh.
And Oliver didn't step in?

I tried to fix it.

Lesson learned.
Don't be a hero.

Especially when there's

tens of thousands
of dollars at stake.

Yes.

Um, Oliver and I are...
are working on it.

Good, because
I have eight pages

that need to be filled
by tomorrow, midnight.

- And our car is here.
- I'll be right down.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Yeah, I got it.

Um, I'm gonna go get
some coffee.

I'm probably gonna be here
late tonight.

All right, well,
I'll be waiting up

with a ice-cold martini for you.

You're number one.

Hey.

Skinny latte with cinnamon.

Extra sweet, just like you.

Well, I'm sure you've heard
by now that the photo shoot

was a little bumpy.

I heard.

Well, I checked, and
since the model walked off,

the agency has to offer
a replacement at no cost,

and I figured we could
use an up-and-coming

make-up artist to save
a little bit of money there...

Sounds good.

Actually, it's not great.

- Jacqueline was pretty upset.
- Well, it came up unplanned.

So, um, it's handled.

I'm gone for the day.

You're leaving again?

Where are you going?

I'm going out, Sutton.

Stop asking where.

Out.

I'm sorry.

Look...

photo shoots sometimes implode.

We're allowed a misstep
every now and then.

Just get the shoot done

by 10:00 a.m. tomorrow,
get me the proofs to approve

by 8:00 p.m., or those photos
won't make the issue's close.

Neither of us need that.

So my lawyer said
before trying an injunction

I should talk
to my city councilman,

see if you can help.

The Wild Susan
is a really important bar.

It is, and I am committed

to District 1
remaining inclusive

for our queer community.

That's great.

- But I'm not sure I can help.
- Really?

Look, I'll admit the fines
are onerous and unfortunate,

but I can't have scofflaws.

And every penny
that we don't collect is

a penny we don't have
for necessary social services

- that improve this district.
- Well, sure,

but there's gotta be
something they can do.

Yeah,
come up with the $42,000.

Other than that, I'm sorry.

It's really the best I can do.

How do we raise $42,000
for the Wild Susan in one week?

Um, crowdfunding.

You know, the first
five people to put money in

get free drinks forever.

Hey.
I am back from being prodded.

- That romance faded quickly.
- No, Dr. Kelso.

- Oh.
- I got my ovaries checked.

- And we're all good.
- Good.

Did your, uh, writing partner
happen to join you?

He did not.

Look, I don't care
what Patrick assigned us.

There's some lines
I'm not willing to cross,

and having my boyfriend witness

my trans-vaginal ultrasound
is one of them.

- Also pooping.
- Speaking of shit.

I think something's
going on with Oliver.

He's been, like, totally out of
it with this photo shoot thing.

And at first I thought
it was because

he hated his prom, you know?

Just being gay in the '90s
in Oklahoma.

- Oliver hated his prom.
- Yeah, I guess so.

Anyway, then he snapped at me,
which was very strange.

He's never done that before.

I bet he felt like
he didn't belong.

At his prom?
Maybe.

I'd redo that night if I could.

- I think a lot of people would.
- You guys,

what if we threw a prom
at the Wild Susan?

Except it's-it's like a...
a charity event.

We charge admission,
we get donations,

we invite a bunch of people
with a lot of coins.

I love that.
We have so many prom dresses

and so many prom decorations.

- Let's do prom.
- Not just any prom.

Queer prom.

Oh, man.

I'm gonna be late
because I can't find anything

and I have to be at work early
for this prom re-shoot.

I thought Oliver hated
morning shoots.

- "Eye-bags."
- He does, but I'm taking over

- this shoot, so...
- Really?

After what happened
the other day,

doesn't that seem
a little irresponsible?

- Richard...
- Because it kind of does to me.

- I have it handled.
- Okay.

Hey, you wanna
get dinner tonight?

Wanna go to a lesbian bar?

Kat is organizing a fundraiser

to save the place from closing,
and also it just happens

to be prom themed.

So I would be
your prom date?

Yeah.

Mm.

- Oh.
- What?

You know what else
I don't have?

- What?
- Underwear.

Oh, I know, you don't
need 'em right now...

No, I don't have
any clean underwear.

- Oh.
- Which is fine, 'cause

- I'm doing laundry tonight.
- Sutton, this is stupid.

- Just let Fra...
- It's fine.

I'm gonna do laundry tonight.

Have fun.

- Hi.
- Hi, you're early.

Mm-hmm.
Just wanted to get a head start

- on the day.
- Wow.

You're still
on laundry strike?

Yeah, and I'm sorry,
but I can't

just become a person
who has who has a maid.

Yeah, that's great.
I've now seen

both of my best friends'
vaginas.

What?
No, this is long enough.

And with backlighting,
completely sheer.

Trust me, Landing Strip,

we're gonna go
to the fashion closet

- and get you some underwear.
- Okay.

Yep, we're good.

Hey, who do we have covering
the Fenty roll-out?

That would be Angie,
or she might actually kill me.

- Yeah, I could see that.
- Yeah.

Hey, um, I've decided

to host a fundraiser
for Wild Susan.

- Oh, that's great.
- Yeah.

I was just wondering,
do you think it would be okay

if I tweet about it
from the "Scarlet" account?

Mm.
Fundraiser for a bar.

I think that might be a gray
area for Safford Publications.

Well, it's a queer prom
for anyone and everyone

who feels like they missed out
or wants a do-over.

And gray can very easily
become black and white.

You can totally
tweet about that.

- Thank you.
- Jacqueline,

Kat's hosting a queer prom
fundraiser.

You should totally come.
You'd get a kick out of that.

- That sounds fun.
- Oh, my God,

You know who would love this
is Sasha Velour.

Oh, yes.

She was a winner
on "RuPaul's Drag Race."

So smart, sexy.

She really is
the perfect person to launch

- our date-night column.
- Oh, yeah.

I'm familiar with
"RuPaul's Drag Race."

Really?

If you need any help.

Oh, that's sweet,
but I got this.

He's very passionate.

- Indeed he is.
- Yeah.

That shoot went pretty good,
but still no Oliver?

Nope.

I need an approved
PO number now

- or I'm getting paid in 2020.
- Okay.

Oh, my God.

I am really worried
about Oliver.

Something's definitely going on.

It's Oliver.
He's a rock.

- Rocks crumble, Jane.
- I don't think they do.

Where do you think
sand comes from?

The beach.

Who cares?
It's Oliver.

These queer prom dresses
are great. ROYGBIV.

Anyway, I found court papers
on Oliver's desk.

Wow. What for?

Well, I didn't want to be
nosey... er than I was being.

The thing is, Richard knows
something is wrong,

and he wants to talk to me
about Oliver,

and I want to talk to him
because he's my boyfriend,

but then I remember that Oliver
is a "Scarlet" employee

and Richard's
a board member, and...

Hasn't that always
been true, though?

Yeah, but ever since
we moved in together

things have changed.

The boundaries are blurry.

- People knock now?
- I like it.

People are starting
to pick up on the fact

that this is our room.

- Mm-hmm.
- Who is it?

It's Ryan.

Come in.

Hi, ladies.

You have a second to talk?

So, did you visit the doctor
after we met yesterday?

'Cause, uh, I've been doing
some research,

and from everything that
I've read, you're supposed to

go every other day
to monitor the egg growth.

- I did.
- Really?

After we decided to
write the article together?

Um, after Patrick decided

and you hopped on the bandwagon.

Okay, I thought
it would be fun.

My egg-freezing
is not fun for me.

That's not what I meant.

I... why do I feel like
you're hiding this from me?

Because I am.

I just did this.

I let Ben get involved
in all this medical stuff

and it became a huge part
of our relationship,

and it ruined everything.
I don't want that with you.

Jane, you're going
through something right now.

What do you expect me to do?
Just ignore it?

Yes.

I appreciate
everything you're doing,

but this is about me.

It has nothing to do
with you right now.

Yeah, except
I'm dating you right now,

and I told you I want
to be involved.

I don't want you involved.

I'm just trying
to keep things with us

from getting heavy and weird,
okay?

Right.

I don't think it's working.

I gotta go.

Entre.

- Hi!
- Hey!

- Welcome to queer prom.
- Gay prom!

- Whoo!
- You guys look amazing.

- Look at this bowtie.
- Wow, is that velvet?

- Yes, it is.
- You'll almost fit in.

- How's it going?
- It's good.

You know, got a good turn-out,

I'm wearing this dress that
feels

the correct amount of extra.

- Whoo!
- Okay.

And... oh, uh,
Patrick didn't end up getting

Sasha Velour, which was
kind of disappointing, but...

- Mm.
- If you, uh, direct

your attention
to the vagina thermometer.

- Wow!
- The night is young.

I would also like
to say hello

to my best friend's boyfriend,
who has a lot of coins.

Right.

You can donate!
It's a worthy cause.

Okay, okay, sure.
There.

- Hey!
- Hey...

- And that's...
- Wow, Richie Rich.

You guys are all worth it.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Come on, get in here.
- All right.

- Please, enter.
- Jane.

- Why are you sad?
- Oh, well, you know, it's prom

but I can't sneak any booze

and I have to leave early
to take hormones, so...

- You know what you should do?
- What?

Dance, baby!
Come on!

Come with me!
Come on, let's go!

Oh, it makes me so happy.

Oh, come on.

What?

The only thing that Oliver
has to do is approve the photos

I already sent him
to make this month's cover.

- And he hasn't?
- I'm really sorry,

but I'm gonna have
to go deal with this right now.

Sutton, come on,
this is getting ridiculous.

Just tell me what's going on.

Richard,
you know that I can't.

I gotta go.

Club soda?

Yay.

So, prom.

Let me guess, you went
to yours middle fingers up...

And you were Prom King.

I actually skipped my prom

to stay home with my mother and
watch reruns of "Full House."

I, uh, didn't have a boyfriend
or girlfriend in high school.

I guess I could have gone
with friends,

but I decided to play it safe.

I have been known
to get in my way sometimes.

What about you?

Uh, my prom was great.

I, uh, planned the whole thing

all the way down
to the soundtrack

I lost my virginity to.

Oh, that's amazing.

It was, on paper.

I wasn't into
my boyfriend anymore

but I didn't want to
admit it to myself.

And I chose my dream dress
but it was itchy and hot,

so none of it was real.

And I kind of wish it was.

Uh, I think I screwed things up
with Ryan, so...

I'll get you that article, it
just might take a little while.

Jane.

Oh, my God.

Okay, I am rolling,

so it's possible that
I am conjuring this,

but did Sasha Velour
just come to prom?

- Oh, my God. It's Sasha.
- I can't believe she's here.

Hi, I'm Kat.

Yeah, that's her.

Wait, you're rolling?

Thank you so much for coming.

What is happening?
Is... is Jacqueline

really friends with Sasha?

Jacqueline's friends
with everyone.

- Hey.
- Oh, hi.

I'm fertility Cinderella,
so I've gotta go.

Oh, your injection.
I was supposed to do that.

Oh, no, I can do it myself.
It's fine.

Hey, what you did here
is really amazing.

Thanks. You know, I've
been so in my feelings lately.

It feels good
to channel my energy

into something that
really matters, you know?

- I'm proud of you.
- Hey.

- Oh, is that the councilman?
- Yeah.

Well, that's a good sign
that he came, right?

Yeah.

All right, good luck.

- I love you.
- I love you, too.

Good lord, what's happening?

You would know if
you responded to my texts.

- What are you doing here, Red?
- We need to talk.

All right.

Well, my guests
are just leaving.

See you later, Carly.

Aww...

- Mm...
- Bye, Ollie.

These look good, by the way.

Thank you.

So you're probably wondering
who that was.

Her name is Carly,

and she's the daughter
of an old friend.

A boyfriend.

We lived together for six years,

and three of them
were with Carly.

So, you're like her dad?

I taught her how
to rollerblade,

dance, accessorize...

What's going on now?

Uh, Jasper, my ex,

used heroin before I knew him,

and recently
it's gotten the best of him.

Um, Carly's mom
isn't in the picture,

so Carly was headed
for a group home, but

I'm not having that.

So you're... what?

I'm applying to be
her legal guardian.

And we'll see, okay?

The paperwork, the vetting,
it's intense.

They don't make it any easier
for a single gay black man.

I bet.
Oh, Oliver...

I approve.

Oh, thank goodness.

- Should we get a drink?
- Absolutely.

Can we get
some champagne, please?

- I love this.
- This is so great.

Thank you.

- Thank you.
- Ah.

- Cheers.
- Hi, Jacqueline.

Oh, Patrick.
Well, you were right.

I am getting a kick
out of this prom.

I just have to tell you, I...

I'm, like, a huge fan.

- Yeah. Just, yeah.
- Thanks.

So how do you two
know each other?

Oh, um...

Well, I discovered
Sasha when she was performing

completely unknown
in a little club

right around the corner
from our apartment,

and Ian and I
became superfans.

I was completely broke,
but we hit it off.

Turns out Sasha
is amazing with kids.

She needed a job,
we needed a nanny,

so she ended working for us

- for two years.
- Best two years of my life.

And then the world
finally discovered

what we already knew.

- Brilliant.
- Stop.

Jacqueline told me all about
your date-night column.

Sounds amazing.

Come find me on the dance floor
when you're ready.

See you.

Well, I feel stupid

saying that
I underestimated you,

because you're
Jacqueline Carlyle,

but I did.

Puts you in good company.

- We live and learn.
- We do.

Okay, I'm gonna go get
that interview.

Good idea.

- Hi.
- Hey.

What are you doing here?

It's almost 10:30.

So you missed hockey?

I wanted to be here.

In case you needed help
with your injection.

And if you don't,
that's okay, too.

But I pushed you away.

Well, I came back.

I know you said
you've tried this before

and it was hard, but
you haven't tried it with me.

I just really like
what we have right now.

I've never felt this way
about anybody,

and I wanted to protect that
so badly that

I tried to
keep all the mess away.

But that's dumb because

that's part of it all, right?

Right.

Did you set an alarm
for my injection?

Damn right, I did.

That's so sweet, but you're
half an hour early.

Oh, that's just
the first reminder.

There'll be another one
at 10:30.

I got you, Jane.

Hey.

$42,000 was a lot to ask.

But you got people out here.

Loud, proud,
and enjoying themselves.

- Yeah.
- It's a victory.

We'll we're not done yet,
so...

I know.

- Night, Kat.
- Night.

- Councilman Reynolds.
- Hi, Kat.

- So we made $20,000 tonight...
- That's good.

Do you think there's any way
we can use that

as partial payment,
take care of the rest

- at a later date?
- I'm sorry, Kat.

It doesn't work that way.

- The developer's gonna put up...
- A luxury condo.

Yes, I'm aware.

I mean, look around.

People need this space,
and they elected you,

so we have to fight.

I'm sure the condo plans
will include some open space.

- Open space?
- Yeah.

In a luxury condo?
What does that even mean?

Think of it like a park.

Right.
You really don't care, do you?

I mean you act like you do,
you love a photo-op...

but when it comes
to actually taking care of

the interests of
the people that live here,

you really don't give a shit.

I'm sorry
you feel that way, Kat.

What people like you
see as gentrification,

I see as
neighborhood improvement.

Mm.

But I admire your passion.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Did you do my laundry?
- I did.

I get that moving in

is a big adjustment,
and if you're not ready

to have a housekeeper
do your laundry,

let me help you.

- I'm shocked.
- Not only do I know how

to do it, I'm real good at it.

I did a ton of laundry
when I was a kid.

What? I thought
your family had a whole staff.

Yeah, but at boarding school

if you wanted clean clothes
you did laundry,

and I picked up a lot of tips.

For instance,
hot water doesn't get

your clothes cleaner,
it just fades the colors.

Wow.
Oh, wow, wow, wow.

Okay, let me ask you this:
Did they also make you

hose down the yachts
after sailing?

But seriously, if I smell
fabric softener on you,

you're out,
because that stuff's the worst.

Wow, I am learning
so much about laundry, and you.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

I'm sorry that
I've been weird

about work stuff.

I wanna tell you everything.

I just feel kind of like I'm...

betraying Oliver if I do.

And why is this happening now?

I think 'cause
we live together now.

Okay, well, from now on

when we're in this space,
in our home,

I'm not Richard from the board.

I'm just your boyfriend.

Okay.

- You can be Richie.
- No, never Richie.

Nope.

- You could be Dick.
- Don't you dare.

Ricardo.

I can work with that.

Okay, come here then,
why don't you go ahead

and tell Ricardo...

- how was your day?
- Well...

it was pretty incredible.

- Do tell.
- Yeah.

Could talk about
how messy it gets

when all of the
kind of health stuff

- started happening.
- Absolutely.

So how that got kind of messy

and awkward and weird and...

Move.
I want to write.

- I don't want to hurt you.
- It's fine.

- Ow!
- Oh, my God!

That is not funny.

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