All language subtitles for Mistresses 5

I am, uh, rusty with the small talk.

And I don't go on a lot of blind dates.

"I think there was some
confusion last night.

Here is a labradoodle for your ref... "

Previously on "Mistresses"...

I can't talk right now.

I was supposed to be a mother by now.

I may never have that chance again.

How was your day?

Uneventful.

I walk by a table of men.
I feel them wanting me.

What's your name?

I'm Jennifer.

It's not that I don't
think you're adorable. I do.

That whole wet-nose
thing... I can't get enough.

It's just not practical.

You think you're gonna break me, hmm?

Really? 'Cause you won't.

My heart is made of
stone, my friend... Stone.

Okay, the truth is I would keep you.

It's just that my sister... she's mean.

Stop badmouthing me to that dog.

You're the one that's allergic.

Hey, little puppy.

Hi.

Why are you all pretty?

It's like the middle of the night.

It's 7:30.

Harry and I have a gig later.

As a matter of fact, I should get going.

Hey, will you drive me
to Calabasas tomorrow?

I have a bunch of
depositions, and I'm still

not totally comfortable
driving myself on the freeway.

Yeah. Sure, no problem.

Oh, who's Zack Kilmer?

Oh. Give me that.

Hello.

Hey. Guess where I just was.

Mm, the yoga class I was telling you about?

Never gonna happen.

I was at that beach that
we drove past last Sunday.

- The one in Malibu?
- Yeah.

I was feeling kind of stressed-out.

So I took your advice

and walked around until the sun went down.

Of course, I was listening
to punk rock the whole time.

Uh, which reminds me...

you remember those
tickets that you bought me?

- The red hot chili peppers?
- Yeah.

Yeah, well, the concert's tomorrow night,

and my buddy just bailed.

I don't know if you're
into the band, but, uh...

but if you want to go,
I have an extra seat.

Never mind. Uh, bad idea.

- No, I'd... I'd like to go.
- Really?

Yeah.

Cool. Uh, pick you up at 7:00?

Sounds good. See you then.

What? See who? When? How? What?

I thought you were running late.

Oh, my God. You have secrets.

Gossip. Gossip.

Okay, tell me everything.

Okay, this is gonna sound strange,

so I really need you to keep an open mind.

Zack is the guy from the accident.

He was driving the other car.

He came to visit me a couple of weeks ago.

Wait. Whoa. What? And
you didn't tell me this?

There was nothing to tell.

He wanted to talk about the accident,

and so we talked about the accident,

and I've been speaking to him on the phone.

- And in person.
- No, just a few times.

We've actually, like, become friends.

Friends? I don't...
Savi, how does this work?

We're talking about the
guy that almost killed you.

And I'm the girl that almost killed him.

Honey, is that why you've been so M.I.A.?

You've canceled on two
girls' nights this week,

and April said she's been calling

and leaving messages, and you
haven't returned any of them.

No, no. I've just been really busy at work.

It has nothing to do with Zack.

Can you do me a favor

and not say anything about this to anyone?

Because you know April and Karen...

they're just gonna worry, and I
don't want it to be a whole thing.

Does Dom know you're talking to this guy?

No, I'm working on it.

Hey. Look at me.

Please keep this to
ourselves for right now.

Yeah, sure. No problem.

Thank you.

See? I told you she was weird.

Oh, God.

I can't believe you've never

made mashed-potato volcanoes before.

Playing with food is
kind of against the rules.

Well, we're not playing. We're sculpting.

Go ahead. Dare ya.

All right.

I know I'm not seeing
what I think I'm seeing.

His idea.

It's no reflection on how good the food is.

It's strictly in the name of art.

Yeah.

Yeah. Okay. I've got to go wash my hands.

Okay.

Mwah!

- Mom, I need to tell you something.
- What?

I love Daniel.

Really?

I think I love him, too.

Oh, my God.

Did I just say that out loud?

We both love him! How awesome is this?

Pretty awesome.

Great job tonight.

Oh, yeah. Kitchen's clean.

Leftovers are in the fridge,

although there was not a whole lot left.

Uh, that's because
everybody freaking loved it.

Are you kidding me? Those...

- those chocolate brioche thingies?
- They're good, right?

I think that half of the guests

would have had sex with them if they could,

especially Evelyn, the
one with the cheekbones.

She wants to book us for
next week, by the way.

Well, I can't.

Why?

Because I'm gonna be in Australia,

remember? My family reunion.

- Oh, I thought that was months away.
- Yeah, it was months away.

Now it's tomorrow.

Well, can't you Skype into it or something?

Not exactly how it works.

Josslyn, before I forget,

will you deposit tonight's cha-ching?

Holy check, Batman. What is this?

- This is for more than we asked for.
- That's what I'm talking about, baby.

The party was perfect. My
compliments to the chef.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

And to you.

Thank you. This is way too much.

Oh. Big tippers go to heaven.
My mother taught me that.

So basically, it's... it's more of, like,

- a selfish gesture on my behalf.
- Yes, well,

while we appreciate the business, you know

that you don't have to throw
fancy events to see me, right?

I...

Was it that obvious?

Just a hunch. Next time, call me.

Did you feel anything?

Shock, I think.

- Anything else?
- I'm still processing the shock.

Okay, think I kind of undershot there

'cause was going for "weak
in the knees" on that one.

Damn.

But I... yeah, I give
you an "A" for effort.

- All right, I'll take it.
- That was good.

I'll take it. And a... a date?

Perhaps maybe you give the guy a break?

Oh, man.

Why not? You get a date.

Okay, all right. I'll take it.

Really great work today, Ted.

I'll see you next week.

Bye.

Tell me, Valerie... What made
you want to teach pilates?

When I started dancing, pilates
was just part of the regimen.

See? I knew you were a dancer. What kind?

Ballet, mostly. A little modern.

I bet you were phenomenal.

Well, I did dance a
pretty mean "Swan Lake."

Of course, that was before my knee injury,

but pilates got me back on... track.

It's great for developing lean muscle.

I can see that.

Join me in my room tonight.

Room 319.

Chloe, a word?

Why wasn't the partners'
meeting on my schedule?

Um, I'm so sorry, but you
weren't asked to that meeting.

I thought it was odd,

so I already checked
with Mitchell's assistant.

Should I ask again?

Um, no. No. No, it's fine.

Uh, I need the Cernik files on my desk.

He cooks. He's a good listener.
He is amazing with Lucy.

It's all just so easy and
effortless and perfect...

Which can't be good, right?
What if it's too perfect?

Or maybe you're due.
You deserve this, April.

Don't look for problems
where there aren't any.

Now, where's Savi?

I need to talk to you guys about something.

I don't know. I left her two
messages, and she never got back to me.

You want to wait?

Okay, so, you know how I've
been trying to date more,

but it's been difficult
because of my... notoriety?

The Google effect.

Exactly. Well, I've
found a way around that...

by going out and meeting
guys as someone else.

Say that again?

I use a different name and
take on a whole new persona.

I've been a preschool teacher named Joan,

a pilates instructor named Valerie.

Oh, once I was Annie, who
owned a boutique in Culver City.

You used me!

Wait. How many times have you done this?

A few.

Like three, four?

Uh, like, somewhere between five and seven.

Maybe nine.

Karen!

Are you sleeping with these guys?

No, I never let it get that far...

Not that I haven't been tempted.

It's been a long time, a really long time.

Anyway, last night, this
banker invited me to his room.

I didn't go.

But you still took the key.

Well, it seemed rude just
to leave it on the bar.

Okay, I don't know much
about this kind of stuff.

And I can tell that
you're having fun, so...

I don't want to be
miss goody-two-shoes.

Do it. Judge me. Rain on my slutty parade.

I'm not judging.

I'm just worried that this
could be a little dangerous.

It's always in a public place,
and I'm never alone with them.

- Okay.
- Okay?

I mean, it's not awesome.

- But it's not like I'm hurting anybody.
- No!

But what happens when
you do want to go further,

whether it's sex or a relationship?

I mean, it might seem harmless now,

but eventually, you'll want more.

And I think, deep down, you
know this can't end well,

which is probably why you're
telling me about it now,

so I can tell you to stop.

Probably.

So... will you?

So, there I am, halfway around
the world in Bhutan, right?

And I've come to live with these monks.

I'm having this spiritual experience.

And this old guy walks
up to me... This monk.

And you have to understand, these guys...

- They say like three sentences a year.
- Right.

He points to his his neck, and he says,

"what can you do about this wattle?"

He did not say "wattle."

Hand to God... he said "wattle." And
then he asked me for a tummy tuck.

Come on. You're making this up.

I made up the tummy-tuck part,
but the wattle part happened.

And then he told me that
he'd pray for me every day

- if I fixed it.
- Well, did you?

Well, yeah, of course. Yeah.

I mean, you can't say no to a monk, right?

Mm. I've said no to plenty of monks.

- Really?
- Yeah. They're kinky.

All right.

All right. You're funny.

Well, why do you sound surprised?

Well, it's... you know...

It's... Most girls that look like you...

They don't need to be
funny, so they're not.

That didn't sound nearly
as sexist in my head,

just so you know.

Yeah, well, I should
introduce you to my ex.

She's prettier and funnier.

"She"?

Didn't we talk about this?

No.

No, you said you'd never been
in a long-term relationship,

- actually.
- Well, it wasn't long,

but it was my longest... almost six months.

That's great. What was she like?

Oh, we don't have to talk about it.

- I'm sorry.
- No. You know what? No. I want to.

- Yeah?
- Yeah. We broke up almost a year ago.

Her name was Alex. She was...

A beautiful person.

And, uh, it wasn't
something I expected, but...

She meant a lot to me.

You loved her.

I did.

Don't look at... Why are
you smiling at me like that?

Because I was right about you.

Oh, yeah? What? What part?

You have a lot of love in your heart.

- Would you like to have dessert?
- Yeah.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Good.

Here we go.

And sauce...

Aah, don't be dripping
that chocolate sauce on me.

- I got it.
- I know what you're trying to do.

I got to pick Lucy up soon,

but you can sleep over again if you want.

Ah, no, I wish I could, but, uh...

I got to catch the red-eye.

You're going back to Vermont tonight?

- Why didn't you...
- I didn't want you to be

thinking about it the whole night.

Your mom's again?

Yeah, the floor guys stained
the wood the wrong color.

It's my fault. I should
have been paying attention.

- I'd leave it, but...
- You want to do right by your mom.

You know, it's the only thing I have left

to honor her memory.

I understand, and...

I think it's sweet.

I'd love to see the place one day. I'm...

sure it's beautiful.

Mnh. Sorry. That was presumptuous.

Oh, I'm glad you want to
see it. It's just that...

It's been a long time

since I've taken a woman
I love back to that house.

What are you saying?

I'm saying...

that I love you, too.

You heard me last night?

I did.

And...

I love you, too.

Hey, Ron.

Why wasn't I included in the
partners' meeting this morning?

Because it was about you.

Look, you and Savi want to
see each other, that's fine.

But it doesn't come without complications.

Somebody already made a
complaint to human resources.

Who?

You know I can't disclose that information.

Then what are the allegations?

I'd at least like to know
what I'm being accused of.

It's perceived that you're
more lenient towards Savi.

Okay. Okay. That perception is 100% wrong.

I don't really care.

Your relationship has become
an issue in this office.

So you're no longer
gonna be supervising Savi,

and she is no longer gonna
be working on your cases.

- Okay, this is ridiculous.
- This is a lawsuit waiting to happen.

If it continues to be a
problem, one of you will be gone.

Whoo-hoo! That was awesome!

So awesome!

Oh, "Under the bridge"

really brought me back to my senior year!

Hey, are we yelling right now?!

I think so! Should we try talking softer?!

Can you hear me now?

Sorry. You okay?

Yeah, yeah.

- I just... uh...
- I know.

Took me a while to get over that one, too.

I'm still afraid to drive
myself on the freeway.

Well, it's a process. You'll get there...

Eventually.

Hmm.

"Eventually" is really hard for me.

So... what should we do now?

I don't want to go home yet.

So don't.

We can keep this night going.

Yeah?

Okay, let's do it.

Are you up for... anything?

What did you have in mind?

And, uh... Oh, look. This is the bedroom.

Here's the bed. This is the room.

You know, pretty standard stuff.

Hmm.

You give good tour.

Thank you. Should have been a realtor.

I was a realtor.

Really? I knew we had a lot in common.

I cannot believe that I did that.

What... Double doubles at midnight?

No, not that. You know what.

You know.

So, how long am I supposed to keep this on?

Well, at least a couple of hours.

Yep, close enough.

I have ink.

I am such a badass!

- Well, not if you say it.
- Fair enough.

I just feel like a badass.

I feel like I'm marking the
beginning of something new.

I'm glad we did this.

Yeah. Me, too.

I got to tell you something.

My friend didn't just
bail at the last minute.

You never invited anyone.

No, since the accident,

nobody gets what I'm going through, but...

With you, it's... it's easy.

You get it.

I should probably get some rest.

Yeah. Yeah, I should go.

Hey, but, uh, don't forget
to put ointment on it.

I won't.

- Hey, Savi?
- Yeah?

I'm glad we're friends.

Ohh.

Me, too.

Mm.

Fist bump.

Explosion!

Good night, badass.

Hmm.

- Yeah, that was...
- Yeah.

- You could stay if you want.
- No, thanks. I...

I should probably get going.

You should... You should text me, and...

- You blowing me off?
- Ohh.

Look, I'm... I'm sorry.

You're... You're a great guy.

And dinner was... dinner was awesome.

The chemistry was popping, but that was...

- That was more of a fizzle.
- Right?

- Yeah.
- You agree?

I do. That was our first
time, though, you know?

I feel like if we tried it
again, it would be better.

There's like a learning curve, right?

Yeah, but even with the curve,
it can only get so much better.

You either got it or you don't.
And we don't got it, my friend.

Wow. Reduced to "friend"
while naked is a new one.

Oh, I'm sorry. I just...

I feel like it's not your fault.

- I should apologize, you know?
- Why?

Well, I just wasn't being myself.

Who were you being?

No, I mean I was holding back, you know?

I wasn't giving you my best stuff.

- Scott, it's...
- No, listen. I'm serious.

I have a thing.

What kind of thing?

Holy... Shoes.

What is going on here?

Oh, crap. Are you married?
Because I don't do that anymore.

No, no. I'm not married.

- Girlfriend?
- Very much single.

W... so these... what?
These are your shoes?

Yeah.

- What... what I do...
- Oh.

- Is...
- No, no, no, no, no, no!

- There's no need to explain.

I totally get it.

And you know what? While I appreciate

a man's desire to partake
in some lady accessories...

I do... I don't think
that I can swing that way.

Slow down here for a second.
Pump the brakes. These...

these are my shoes, but I
don't wear them. You wear them.

What?

You wanted to know my thing.

Um...

Having sex with women

while they're wearing designer shoes?

I like sexy shoes on sexy legs,

so I loan these to women that
I sleep with for the night.

Kind of like a bowling alley.

I do have multiple sizes, yeah.

Okay.

So why didn't I get to play?

Because I didn't want to scare you off.

- Does that happen a lot, Scott?
- No.

I didn't lead with my freaky
side because I like you.

I like you a lot.

Well, lucky for you,
I like a little freaky.

Yeah?

Especially if it means I get to wear these.

I get to choose.

Okay. Which ones?

None... For tonight.

Hmm?

I want to date you, but
you have to earn the shoes.

Environmentalists are accusing Congress

of allowing special-interest groups

to erode tougher regulations
for air pollution.

- What can I get you?
- Vodka Martini.

- Do you want to open a tab?
- No, no. Here.

-

Oh, my God.

What's so funny?

Ohh. It's just Scott.

You know, I think there might
actually be something there.

Oh, my... Oh, my sweet Jesus.

What is on your neck?

Uh, do you like it?

Uh, that better be henna.

No, it's real. I got it last night.

What?! With Zack?

Yeah. Will you stop with the crazy eyes?

It's not that big of a deal.

What do you mean, "not
that big of a deal," Savi?

When I got my double ear piercing,

you wouldn't shut up
about it for six months.

You're a lawyer. What were you thinking?

- Lawyers can have tattoos.
- Yeah, edgy lawyers.

No, your idea of edgy is wearing
a wife-beater to brunch...

with a blazer.

Okay, so, if need be,

I can just cover it for work.

Mm. And Dom? What's he gonna think, hmm?

I don't know... maybe that it's sexy?

Sexy that you got a tattoo
with another man. Hmm.

You know, never thought I'd say this,

but you actually worry too much.

Oh, my...

Hey, Karen. It's me. Uh, give
me a call when you get this.

I think I need your help with something.

Karen, I was just about to call you.

Daniel already told you?

Told me what?

That he saw me last night.

But that's not why you
were calling me, is it?

No, I was calling to tell you

that Ryan Gosling came in
this morning and bought a mug.

- Oh! How did he look?
- Perfect, obviously.

Wait. What do you mean you
saw Daniel? He's in Vermont.

He is?

That's weird. It really looked like him.

Was he by himself?

Oh, my God. He was with a woman.

No, no, no, no, the person I
saw was with a bunch of people.

But since that person
probably wasn't Daniel,

- it doesn't matter, anyway.
- Unless it was Daniel,

and he's lying about being in Vermont.

But why would he lie just
to go out with his friends?

He wouldn't. The more I think about it,

I'm sure I'm mistaken. It was pretty dark.

- Well, where were you?
- Starbucks.

It was dark in Starbucks?

The lighting was surprisingly poor.

I'm so sorry I said anything.

Please don't give it another thought.

If Daniel said he was going to Vermont,

I'm sure that's where he is.

You can just put them on my desk. Thanks.

- Hi.
- Hey, where have you been?

I've been trying to reach
you since last night.

Oh, I'm sorry I missed you.

I've been dealing with depos all morning.

- What's going on?
- Um... In my office.

Oh.

We have a problem.

Apparently, someone...

or a few people. I don't
even know, but, um...

There have been complaints,

and you've been taken off all of my cases.

Seriously?

Why?

Well, apparently, uh,
I've been favoring you,

which, obviously, is total crap.

Okay.

What do you... what do you mean, "okay"?

Well, Dom, you have some of
the most labor-intensive cases.

And technically I'm still
only working part-time, so...

I don't know. Maybe it's for the best.

That's not the point, though.

No, I understand that's not the point,

but we're probably not
gonna be able to change it,

so I am making lemonade.

Oh, well, I'm glad you can see
the silver lining in all this,

- but I'm pissed.
- I'm sorry.

I know it's probably worse
for you than it is for me.

But you know what?

Just tell me what you want me
to do, and I'll do it, okay?

Ooh, I am late for my lunch with Karen.

Whoa, now might not be the best time

for you to be taking personal lunches.

Oh, she said it was important, and you know

everything that she's been
going through lately, so...

I'll be back as soon as I can, okay?

Hello?

Hello? Daniel?

What am I doing?

I am so sorry. I'm running late.

I'm on my way right now.

It's open!

Hey...

- Hey.
- Guys.

What's up?

Why don't you come and sit down with us?

O... kay.

You guys are freaking me out.
What's going on right now?

We just... want to talk.

We're worried about you, Savi.

We're your friends.

We just want to know
what's going on with you.

Nothing is going on with me. I'm fine.

In fact, I'm... I'm great.

We're just worried because we
haven't seen you as much lately.

No, I've just been really busy at work.

Not too busy to get a tattoo... with Zack.

Why didn't you tell us about him?

I'm sorry.

I just didn't realize that I'm supposed to

tell you guys everything
that's going on in my life.

Of course you don't. It's
just that, usually, you do.

You tell us when you buy a new loofah.

That's who you are, which
is why we're concerned.

Okay. What do you guys want to know?

What's... what's up with Zack?

For real. Are you sleeping with him?

No, I'm not.

And you're not allowed
to ask any more questions.

He's the guy from the accident, right?

I mean, don't you think that's strange?

I think it sounds a lot
stranger than it actually feels.

But we're weirdly bonded
by this thing that happened

to the both of us, you know?

I don't know. It's hard to explain.

It makes perfect sense to me.

But if it's so innocent,
why aren't you telling Dom?

Because Dom is a guy,

and it will turn into a fight.

And since this thing with Zack

will probably just go away soon, anyway,

I don't feel the need to put
my relationship through that.

I mean, do you?

Look, guys, I know that
I've been going through

a lot of changes since the accident, but...

They're all good changes.

And I'm starting to feel back on track.

- Because of Zack?
- Well, yeah,

but it's... more than that.

I mean, I'm discovering
parts of myself that

were probably always there,

but I was always too afraid
to do anything about them.

You're acting on your impulses,

even when it's outside your comfort zone.

I totally get why you guys are worried,

and I so love you for it.

Thank you. But, really, I'm fine.

Me too. I'm glad we talked.

Me too.

Now, can I please see this tattoo?

Oh, yeah.

Yes. It's on my neck. See it?

- Oh, my goodness.
- Oh, wow!

That looks like it really hurt.

It did really hurt.

- You set me up.
- Excuse me?

I don't know how you found out
about me and Savi, but you did.

And then you told me
you had feelings for me,

so Savi and I had to come out.

And why would I do that?

So you could complain to human resources

and get Savi kicked off all my cases,

which, coincidentally, belong to you now,

so we'll be spending
a lot of time together.

Whatever you were hoping
was gonna happen between us,

it won't.

I have no interest in being
your girlfriend, Dominic.

Don't get me wrong...
you're an attractive man.

Then what do you want?

I want what's fair.

Your relationship with Savi is
getting in the way of my career.

Ever since she's back,
I've gotten fewer cases.

No, you've gotten fewer cases

because there's another
lawyer to share the work.

You can lie to yourself all you want

about your fair-minded practices.

But when you're screwing
one of the players,

it changes the game.

I was just leveling the field.

By being a conniving bitch?

Are you gonna talk to me
like that when I make partner?

When you...

Okay, you... you... you still
think you've got a shot in hell

at making partner after
this, so let me be real clear.

As long as I'm at this
firm, that will never happen.

Oh...

It'll happen...

Slow and easy.

It'll be so subtle...

You won't even feel it...

until there's no denying
and there's no turning back.

I hope you're hungry.

If it's Daniel, you can answer it.

If it's not, no cellphones
at the dinner table.

It's Daniel.

- Hello?
- Hey, you.

I'm glad I caught you.

I called earlier, but your phone was off.

I'm so sorry. It's been a crazy day.

How's Vermont?

It's good. It's good. Humid.

I got the floor guys working late tonight,

but they promise me that
they'll get it done soon.

Ain't that right, Frank?

Ask him when he's coming home.

Lucy wants to know when you're coming home.

Just Lucy?

Okay. Me too.

Uh, depends when we finish,
but maybe as early as tomorrow.

- Really?
- I hope so.

I wish I was with you right now.

I miss you.

I miss you, too.

I'll call you in the morning, okay?

Bye.

Who was that?

Just my brother.

-

Hey.

Seriously? The silent treatment?

- Look, I'm sorry.
- No, you're not.

You told them when I
specifically told you not to,

which is crazy, because
I actually thought that...

You know what? Forget it.

- It's not worth it.
- No, no, no, no. What? Say it.

I actually thought our
relationship had changed.

I told you about Zack
because I trusted you.

Oh, please.

Savi, that's not why
you told me about Zack.

You told me because you
thought that I'd be so excited

that you finally entrusted me with a secret

that I would overlook
how crazy you're being.

But listen to me. I don't
care about keeping your secret.

I care about you, Savi.

Okay, for the last time, I'm fine.

No, you may have fooled Karen and April,

but I know that something
is way, way off here.

You're not discovering sides of yourself.

- You're lying to yourself.
- I don't have to listen to this.

You know what? And more
importantly, you're lying to Dom,

- just like you lied to Harry.
- This conversation is over.

'Cause you know I'm right.

No, because this is my life, okay?

It has nothing to do with you!

Of course it does, Savi! It
has everything to do with me!

Everything that you went through
last year, I was there for you.

I helped you pick up the pieces, remember?

Okay, I'm... I'm really sorry
that it inconvenienced you.

Oh, my God. Don't you
twist my words like that.

It broke my heart watching you
suffer the way that you did.

And... what?... You think
that I'm just gonna stand here

and watch you make the same
mistake over and over again?

You are playing with
fire. I don't know why.

And I don't know how to make you stop,

but you need to know that
what you are doing is risky.

And...

Okay.

Who is that?

Hey, I'm Zack.

Great.

Hey, Zack.

- Am I early?
- No, you're fine.

That's... that's my sister, Joss.

Everything okay?

Ohh, yeah. Everything's fine.

Ready for House of Pies?

I have a better idea.

And I'm driving.

Don't get me wrong. I love Paris.

But not for business.

Paris should be all about pleasure.

Oh, I couldn't agree more.

The food, the wine.

Every time I go, I make
sure to bring a new perfume.

The scent of the city stays
with me until next time.

Why don't we finish this upstairs?

I was hoping you'd say that.

Are you okay?