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♪ Oh, my darlin'... ♪

- On the hinge?
- I've seen her on the hinge.

- It's a small bisexual community.
- I think it'd be really good.

- Thank you.
- Can I?

- I c...
- Very small bisexuals.

- Yes, thank you.
- Okay, that's... that's really weird.

That's really weird.

Oh, I want this.

- What is poutine anyway?
- So, wait, what did she text you?

She texts me saying that she isn't rich,

but she has multiple cashmere berets...

Thank you, thank you.

- ... and she's an intern.
- That is so cute.

And I miss dating her 'cause
she would pay for my food.

- No, no, no.
- I hate that fake struggle bullshit.

She should just admit that
her parents help her out.

- Excuse me.
- ... recycling using glass.

Can we... can we borrow your cream?

♪ Dreamin'... ♪

Yeah. You can have it.

- Excuse me, what?! What? How can your mom...
- Yes, it's true.

- ... hate Greta Thunberg?!
- She just thinks

there's more to the story.

Sorry. Sorry about my obnoxious friends.

I-I just realized that
it was probably quiet

in here before we came in and ruined it.

It's a diner.

It's supposed to be... bustling.

You an artist?

Yes, I am.

Crayons are actually my medium.

Okay.

I'm kidding.

Yeah.

It's just habit.

I come here with my nieces.

I'm... I'm gonna...

let you get back to it.

Thank you for the cream.

- Yeah, you're good.
- You are so cute.

- Look at him smile.
- Look at him blush.

- Look at him blush.
- I'm not blushing.

I'm not blushing.

Thanks.

- Receipt?
- I'm good. Thank you.

Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait. Um...

You don't have to run.

I'm-I'm literally standing still.

That's true.

♪ Dreamin'... ♪

So, you want me to call you?

Yeah, if-if you want.

I... But the longer I stand here,

the more I-I realize I don't
actually know your deal, and,

uh, I might be coming
off like some kind of, uh,

- gross late-night guy.
- You're not gross.

- No?
- No.

Good.

Uh...

Well, thank you for this.

Good night.

Uh, yeah.

Have a good one.

Once upon a time, there was a girl

who was only awake at night.

She shared the streets
with sleepwalkers,

travelers and ghosts.

For as long as she could remember,

she had been asleep when
everyone else was awake...

... and awake when the rest
of the world was sleeping.

Oh. Thank you, Albert.

- You're the best.
- I got you.

- How's it going?
- Oh, I'm just chilling.

- Take your time.
- Thank you.

The moon was her sun...

... and the sun was her moon.

Thank you!

The darkness was her hometown.

The only traffic, the
stars crowded in the sky.

She was a Night Girl.

And this was all she had ever known.

That makes sense.

I bet you're, like,
a really cool teacher.

The one all the kids like the best.

- It's true, isn't it?
- I...

- I like them, too, by the way.
- I knew it.

- It's like reciprocal respect going on.
- I knew it. I can tell.

You're, like, a people person.

Us weirdo science types
simply can't relate.

You're a scientist?

Not really.

It's just what I studied in school.

You wanted to be a doctor?

No. Not even.

No, I...

Okay, the truth is,

and I don't usually tell
this to just, like, anybody,

- but...
- Ooh...

I actually like

thinking about physics.

- Me, too.
- Really?

No, I don't really like it.

What do you do for work?

Different things.

Yeah.

That doesn't sound shady at all.

I edit textbooks.

Which is not as boring as it sounds.

Okay.

And I also work two
times a week at a club.

I bike to work.

Uh, I'm cooped up in
the classroom all week,

so I take whatever chance I get

to be outdoors in the sun.

Mm.

Yeah, that makes sense.

I know what you're thinking.

"Oh, it's dangerous
to bike in the city."

But there are a lot more bike
lanes than there used to be.

So the city's a much more bikeable city

- than it used to be.
- Yeah. Totally.

Maybe we can go for a bike ride one day.

Um...

Well...

So you're like a...

vampire?

Usually, I go to bed
at 8:00 or 9:00 a.m.

and wake up around 5:00 p.m.

And what's it called?

Delayed sleep phase syndrome.

It's a circadian rhythm disorder.

So, what would happen if
you forced yourself to...

keep normal hours?

You don't think I've tried that?

It feels like I'm
jet-lagged all the time.

Like, my body rejects it.

That's so wild.

Yeah, it is wild, I guess.

I mean, there are
weird aspects, for sure.

Like, um...

I'm always confused about
what day of the week it is,

because my days change in the middle.

Dating can be...

tricky.

But there can be perks, too.

Like, I don't have to deal with traffic

or interruptions while I'm working.

I always make sure I'm
back in my apartment

before the daily rush
of morning commuters.

So I can go weeks without
laying eyes on, like,

a single yoga mom or banker bro.

But the-the commuters,

the moms, the-the banker bros,

isn't that, like, real life?

It's a version of real life.

But...

there's also real life at night.

And let's be honest.

Nighttime folks are way easier
to deal with than daytime folks.

Okay.

There is something really magical

that kicks in when you feel
like you are the only one

in the world still awake.

Like the whole world
exists just for you.

I like vampires.

Cool.

So I told him

if his fucking phone
is on fucking silent

and that's why he misses every
single one of my fucking calls,

then he can either turn that shit up

or the next time he
comes to my apartment

to watch football because
he's too cheap to spring

for the sports package,
I'm gonna barricade

the fucking door.

You get it, Zoe, right?

What?

Okay, wait, so you're
in a kickball league?

- Yes.
- Like, the sport third graders play

because real sports would be too hard?

That's a... that's a
common misconception.

In Canada, they call it soccer baseball,

which-which might be an easier
way for you to conceptualize it.

Two sports in one.

- Mm.
- A super sport, if you would.

I am on a date with a man
who still plays kickball.

Yes.

This is, like, the least shadiest thing

I've done today.

- Just trust me. Pete!
- Oh, God.

- Is that Zoe?
- Hey!

Hey, what's up? How are things going?

- Pete, Jordan. Jordan, Pete.
- Hey, Jordan.

- Hey.
- My usual.

Usual? Well, there's
two of you this time.

- That's true.
- Hold on.

Hey...

- I got you some good ones.
- Oh, thank you.

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- Pete, come on.

- Stop.
- Eh.

- See you, guys. Nice to meet you.
- Bye.

You, too, Pete.

Delilah, the late-night radio host?

Mm-hmm.

You said you wouldn't judge.

I'm not.

That is an adorable first crush.

I-I used to think that...

she was dedicating the love songs to me.

I maintain that, in the
history of our nation,

we've never actually had
free and open elections.

I and your mothers,

up until very recently,
were not considered citizens.

But, in our democracy, there
are procedures and consequences

for disenfranchising
people's right to vote.

I maintain that most
people aren't cheated out

of their right to vote but are lazy

and don't value its importance,

some of our mothers
and fathers included.

When I look at social media,

I go into a black hole,

and I emerge hours later,

lost in, like, the wedding registry

of the cousin of someone I hated

in elementary school.

Yes, but isn't it the best way
of keeping track of everybody?

Why would I want to
keep track of everybody?

Oh, shit.

- What?
- It's my coworker.

Wait, Jordan, don't look.

- Ow.
- Zoe?

Hey! Hi, girl.

I thought that was you.

Yeah. Hey... Oh, my God.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Be nice.

I'm telling you, he's Bette Midler

trapped in the body of a
14-year-old Puerto Rican kid.

And how he could see that

as anything less than a
compliment is lost on me.

Well, my kid would shit a
brick if you told him that.

Wait, you have a kid?

- Yeah.
- You don't know that she has a kid?

I guess you don't bring him
around the club very much.

Fuck no. Not that this
one would notice if I did.

That's Zoe.

Guys, when I am at work, I'm working.

No, I d... I don't
need to see it to know.

You are a teacher.

You are supposed to believe in research

and informed opinions.

I don't need to research
The Real Housewives

to know that it's total crap.

Okay. You're completely
wrong on this one.

You know it's all scripted, right?

Like, the fakest of the fake.

O-Okay. Okay.

Sometimes the situations
are contrived, sure.

You actually have to
watch it and listen...

No. Don't kiss me.

The emotions are always real.

It's honest.

Well, you make a compelling argument.

I'm not gonna sleep with you again

until you watch an episode.

I'll download it now.

Great.

I must be dreaming.

Shh. Go back to sleep.

How can I sleep when
there's a beautiful vampire

awake in my room?

Ah.

Thank you for coming tonight.

Like I would miss the opportunity

to watch you completely
dominate soccer baseball.

Mmm.

It's kickball, baby.

Oh, my God, Jor...

What are you doing?

Oh, my God. I got to go!

I'm already late. Bye.

Bye.

Hey, girl!

Hey.

Thanks for letting me crash
your date the other night.

Oh, yeah. You weren't...

It wasn't a problem.

Your boyfriend is, like, really nice.

Her boyfriend is, like, really nice.

Yeah, he is.

- So, how'd you do it?
- Do what?

Get such a nice boyfriend.

Oh, sorry.

- See you in there.
- Yeah, see you in a bit.

Hey, B.

Okay, but she uses the
same excuse every time.

Like, how many precancerous moles

are we supposed to
believe this woman has?

Totally. You know, I mean, I
don't work out for anything.

- Zoe.
- Oh, Zoe with wine.

- Yeah. Oh, God.
- Ooh, careful.

It might suck. It's just a nice label.

You got here just in time.

These bitches are trying to convince me

I have too many shirtless
pics on my Tinder profile.

Wait, but isn't that, like, the point?

Thank you.

- Hi.
- Hey, you're...

I'm sorry. It took me
a while to get going.

It's okay.

There's still a little light left.

No, no, wait. I want one of those.

Yo, Reese.

- Hey, Zoe.
- Hey.

- Just give me one second.
- Thank you.

- Hi.
- Hey.

Do you think that we
could push, like, an hour?

Um, I just overslept,

and I am still waking up,
and I have a couple errands

- I need to run before.
- You know what?

I'm totally exhausted, too. I could...

I could really just go
home and crash right now.

Wait, no. I just need an hour.

Okay. I just thought that...

I mean, if I'd known we weren't

having dinner at all, I would've planned

my whole day differently.

Sure, sure. Sure, an hour's fine.

Great. So,

I'll see you in a bit, okay?

- Thank you, Reese.
- See you later.

Oh. No, no, no, no.

Hey. Can you just let me in?

You guys, like, closed
six minutes ago. I just...

I just really need to
pick up a prescription.

I'll be in and out.

Come on!

I would open the door for you.

Uh, can we have bruschetta,

- as well, please? And, uh...
- Sure. Yeah.

And I'll have a glass of Nebbiolo.

You want any wine?

- What do you think?
- What?

Have a full day of work ahead of me.

I was just asking. Sometimes you...

Not today.

And for you?

Would it be possible to
get some scrambled eggs?

Scrambled eggs?

Yeah, and bacon.

That's really all I want right now.

Zoe, uh...

What?

I know they have eggs because
they serve spaghetti carbonara,

and eggs is one of the main
ingredients of carbonara.

And guanciale.

That's kind of like bacon, right?

Uh, yeah. I mean, I can certainly check

with the kitchen if they...

I don't know why you even have to check.

They can just scramble the
eggs that we both know they have

and put it on a plate
with the guanciale,

and it's spaghetti carbonara
minus the spaghetti.

Uh, chef does not generally
allow substitutions.

But is there anything else
you would like if he says no?

You know what? Forget it. It's fine.

I'll just have a cappuccino.

Sure.

Look, toast.

- Thank you.
- Thanks.

Thank you.

What?

Nothing.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

- Hey, hey. Hey, man. Hey, listen.
- Yeah.

Sorry about that.

Oh, it's no problem. It's good.

She's just not feeling well.

And-and if you could
bring the cappuccino,

that would be great.
And then if you have eggs

and you could bring
the eggs, that would...

That's fantastic. If
not, that's totally fine.

- Yeah, of course, sir.
- Yeah.

- And thanks again.
- Sure, sure.

- Appreciate it.
- Yeah.

So, my mom's coming
into town this weekend.

Mm, really?

- Mm-hmm.
- I didn't know she was visiting.

Or did you tell me and I forgot?

She's going on a cruise with my aunt

that-that leaves from New York.

- Mm.
- And so she's flying in a little early

to spend some time with me.

That's nice.

She wants to meet you.

Really?

And I want her to meet you, too.

I think we're there. Don't you?

Definitely.

Yeah. Okay.

So, where should we take her?

Maybe, like, a nice dinner somewhere?

Where I don't order

eggs, I promise.

Uh, the thing is she-she has to be

on the boat by 4:00.

So, and-and there's nothing

that she loves more when she's in town

than to go to this dim sum place
we both love in Sunset Park.

Oh. Okay.

So, it's kind of a-a-a
brunch type thing.

Like, a early... early
afternoon type thing.

- Okay.
- I... I know that... I know it's not ideal,

uh, but I don't know when
she'll be back in town again,

and, uh, and like I said,
I just really want...

I really want to meet her, Jordan.

I'm excited.

Stop worrying.

You know I'm fine.

I love spending time with just you.

Thanks, Ma.

Sorry.

You're gonna have to tell
her it's her fault that I ate

twice as many dumplings
as I planned to, though.

I'm... I'm gonna... I'm just
gonna tr-try one more time.

Oh, shit!

Um, I'm so sorry. I'm on my way.

Don't-don't bother.
We're-we're almost done here.

Just glad you're okay.

Yeah, I-I am okay.

I was, um, asleep, but
I think you know that.

Like I said, just wanted
to make sure you were okay.

Listen, I'm an idiot.
I didn't set my alarm

because I thought I would
just stay up, but I...

Just go back to bed.

Shit. Okay.

Ow.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! I'm here.

I'm here. Oh, my God. I am so sorry.

Oh, wow, you so did not
have to run down here.

- Hi.
- Hi. I'm Zoe.

I'm so happy to finally
get to meet you, Zoe.

Me, too. I am so, so sorry.

Oh, don't be. It's the
weekend. You're young.

- No.
- I know how it is.

No, that's actually not what happened,

- but...
- Oh, it's okay.

I look forward to getting
to know you better next time.

- Me, too. For sure.
- You should get going, Ma.

Okay.

- Mwah. Love you.
- You, too.

Oh.

- Have fun.
- Thanks.

- Safe travels.
- Next time.

Okay.

I love you. Bye.

- I am so sorry.
- I know you are.

- I will make it up to you.
- You can't, but it's fine.

Well, if I can't, then it's not fine,

so don't say it's fine if it's not fine.

Okay, then, you know
what? It's not fine.

- Okay.
- I hate that you weren't there today.

But... but... but it's
so much more than that.

I-I... I hate that we can't
do anything normal, ever.

I hate that we can't go for a walk

or... or coffee and...
and... and brunch.

- Brunch.
- Yeah, brunch.

I-I hate that I'm tired all the time.

I hate that I have to
make excuses for you.

I hate that I can't
dream of a future with you

because who knows what
that's gonna look like.

A midnight wedding?

A baby you can't even take care of?

You think about things like that?

I don't let myself,
because it seems like

a future like that
isn't possible with you.

Okay, so what do you want me to say?

I mean, I've been upfront with
you from the very beginning.

But it's been on your
terms ever since then.

I've been subsisting on, like, no sleep

just to hang out with you,

and you can't even set an
alarm to... to meet my mom.

It's a medical condition, Jordan.

It's not some, like, lifestyle choice.

I thought you understood that.

But great to know what you'd
be like if I got sick someday.

If you were actually
sick, I'd take care of you.

What does that mean?

So you don't think this is real?

Like...

just say it, Jordan.

Just say it. I can tell you
want to say it, so just say it.

Or do you save your honesty for
when you're secretly apologizing

to waiters on my behalf?

You say you have to make excuses
for me, but what you don't get

is that it's not an excuse
if the problem is real.

I just think it's a convenient condition

for an introvert who doesn't
maybe really want to engage

- with the world anyway.
- Yeah.

Because this has made
my life so convenient.

I... I... I...

I need time.

Okay.

Okay.

Just like that?

Oh.

So, um, tonight,

your reading should cover the,
uh... the Kent State shooting.

That was in the chapter
we read last night.

Right.

Okay, um, so let-let's
go through it together.

No, three PBRs, two Heinekens.

Vanessa. Hey.

Hey, girl. What's up?

Do you maybe want to go
get some food or something

- when we're done tonight?
- That sounds nice,

but I got to go right to sleep tonight.

I'm getting a procedure tomorrow.

It's no big deal, but I
don't want to get anesthesia

on, like, no sleep, you know?

Anesthesia?

Hello? Good morning.

- Oh.
- Oh.

Oh, my... Sorry.

I'm all done.

How do you feel?

Well, a little sore,
but mostly just tired.

- Hmm.
- Not as tired as you, but...

- tired.
- Okay.

Hey.

Thank you for coming.

You didn't have to do this, and...

I know I didn't have to.

But I didn't want you to be alone.

This stuff can be scary.

Plus, then I don't have
to be alone, either.

Oh. Come here, you.

Oh, my coffee.

- Oh, sorry.
- It's okay.

No, I kind of actually think
I would like to be in a cult.

You wouldn't have to make any decisions.

It's kind of relaxing.

You do love loungewear.

- Uh-huh, I do.
- And prolonged eye contact.

I should start a cult.

Make eye contact with
someone across the room.

Okay, so, the wait time is 90 minutes,

but if we do one of the communal tables,

it's closer to, like, 75.

Oh.

Um, you know, why don't we just...

Just do the communal, right?

Okay. Sure.

Great. I have been
dying to try this place.

I read that they have an
entire menu just for mimosas.

Hello?

Did you bring me here to murder me?

Shit. There goes my big surprise.

- Hi.
- Hi.

How have you been?

You?

Same.

What is this place?

A buddy of mine knows the
guy who just moved out.

You're moving?

You-you want to check out the bedroom?

During the day, this whole
living room fills with light.

And-and at night, you can
do your work over there,

and the moonlight comes in.

Are you suggesting what
I think you're suggesting?

I think our mistake was trying
to occupy each other's worlds.

Then, uh, how will we live?

I just want to be near you, Zoe.

Asleep, awake, it doesn't matter.

We can see each other in
the hours that overlap.

I don't care.

Okay, but what about all the things

that you said that day on the street?

I was pissed.

I-I lost sight of the fact
that, in a relationship,

you choose to be with someone

who is inherently living
in their own reality.

I miss your reality.

I... I love your reality.

The Day Boy and the Night Girl.

It's a fairy tale.

A witch raises two
children in captivity,

allowing the boy to see only
day and the girl only night.

And then, one day, he stays out
longer than he's supposed to,

and when it gets dark, he's terrified.

And she finds him shaking in the garden,

and she tries to comfort him.

She tells him how gentle
and sweet the night can be.

And since she's wide awake, she promises

that she'll watch over
him while he's sleeping.

And when the sun rises,

he wakes up.

And now she's scared because...

she's never seen the sun.

How does it end?

He carries her in his arms
while she sleeps until dark.

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