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Oh. When did you get home?

I've been here for a while. You want a drink?

Sure.

What I'd really like to know is how it went?

How what went?

Your conversation with Dani.

Oh, yeah, that.

I'm sorry.

I forgot. Been slammed all day.

Oh, so you weren't able to talk to her.

I didn't say that.

What I meant was I forgot to tell you

how our conversation went.

Stop messing with me and tell me how it went.

Well, you know, Dani and I... talked,

you know?

Do you have something to tell me or not, Bill?

Yes, yes, babe, as a matter of fact, I do.

You, um...

You're even more beautiful than the day we got married.

Stop it.

You're so silly.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. You gotta make a toast.

I'm running out.

Come on, one more,

and we'll make it a good one.

Okay, I got it.

I will toast to Nurse Perfect Ashley

and her engagement to the firefighter,

and you will toast to Bill and his idiotic marriage

to that ridiculously infantile--

Do I need to say that little twit's name?

No, no. No need.

Little twit was enough giveaway.

-Eh. Cheers. -Cheers.

-Mm. -Mm.

-Mm, mm, mm. -Ah...

Mm.

How long have we been here?

Are we done yet? Let's...

-Baby... -Yeah,

-I'm just getting started. -...I'm just getting started.

Eh-eh-eh.

♪ ♪

Ah.

How would you like to see something

that will take your breath away?

Here, in public?

Aren't there laws against that?

As if rules matter to us.

Mm. Show me.

[gasps]

For deposit to our usual account.

Why is this all so easy,

and why did I take so long to get involved?

The... money laundering or the other?

Oh, never mind. I know the answer.

You love the risk, but it scares you a little.

You could be right.

I had a close call with my accountant.

Did he see something?

He noticed a discrepancy

with a particularly large deposit.

And?

I stuck to the story.

Simple and consistent, the key to our success.

At one point, I realized he was actually buying it,

that I was getting away with a cover and...

it was almost as good as sex.

Now, I know, I know. There's a lot more

to this business than I realize.

You're protecting me

by keeping me out of certain elements.

It's not all fun and games, yada yada.

Oh, God, I don't sound like that, do I?

Not all the time.

Just when you're not giving me enough credit.

Come on, admit it.

I make a pretty good criminal.

Best bad girl I know.

I hope you have a real good reason

for meeting me like this.

Because you know, better than anybody,

I need to stay under Joey's radar.

Remember when I told you that Vanessa

was done with Joey

and that I was willing to let the money

from the laundering keep coming in

so he can bankroll our second honeymoon?

Sounds like you got that wrong.

Joey's the one that's got it wrong.

And this ends now.

Don't tell me you're thinking of going after him again.

Give me one reason why I shouldn't.

Because, Doug...

...you like breathing.

Is this supposed to be, like, a trust exercise?

Maybe.

Do you trust me?

Maybe. It depends on what I see

when you take this blindfold off me.

Can I get a hint or...

We are in a room.

Well, I already figured that out.

Just where is this room?

In a building.

If I could see, I would hit you so hard right now.

Yikes. Not the reaction I was looking for,

but here's hoping I can change that negative attitude.

What do you do when you get in a fight?

Uh, promise to never fight again?

Endearing, but not realistic.

You find ways to put it behind you

and remind each other why you're together in the first place.

Mm, and that involves having to put me in a blindfold?

Not anymore.

You don't like it? I just thought

a romantic night out would be good for the both of us.

It's exactly what I needed.

Although, technically, this is a night in,

not out.

But I love it.

I especially love that you went to all this trouble for me.

I would do just about anything

to put a smile on that beautiful face.

I hope your little talk made it so I don't

have to think about Dani at all.

Well, maybe I made it clear to her that,

you know, while we were able to overcome our grievances

and come together and support each other while

Chelsea was at risk, for which I am very grateful,

our lives are separate.

Except for when it comes to the girls.

Listen.

The only woman that I have

that kind of intimate connection with is you, okay?

Dani probably knows that I sent you

to give her that message.

Okay. So what if she does?

The words came out of my mouth.

I meant every single one of them, okay?

Trust me, Dani gets it.

So Bill's acting like this big old ventriloquist dummy.

I mean, the words are coming out of his mouth,

but they're clearly from Fayley's tiny brain.

Ah. I'm sorry that she got him

to cancel that dinner between you and Chelsea and Naomi.

I mean, how could you be so selfish

to deprive our family of a much-needed celebration

because she's insecure? Which, she should be.

Oh, so you're admitting that Hayley

should be worried about you and Bill?

I am admitting no such thing. Whose side are you on?

Yours.

-You're safer. -Good choice.

And look, even though you may not be able to keep

the reconnection that you found the last few days,

you still have the bond of being parents,

and that's not gonna change.

Not if Hayley has anything to do about it.

I have seen her come between Bill

and his daughters before, and I'll tell you what.

It's not happening again.

My point is, is that your children are

always gonna tie you and Bill together.

And that's something that I will never have.

Not yet, you mean.

Not ever.

Every woman I've ever been with,

when it was over, it was over.

And I don't see that changing.

You never thought about having kids?

You never thought about what you might miss?

Nope. Not even remotely.

I know you, Andre Richardson.

I know how much you love having that elevator baby

with both your names.

Yeah, but me dwelling on that is as pointless

as you dwelling on Bill the Fixer.

-Which I am not doing. -Right.

Exactly, because you and me,

we are living in the moment.

That's right. Love the one you're with.

And then love somebody else.

I realize now what I really need is something quick and certain.

And it's been in front of me this whole time.

I got a feeling this idea is gonna be

just as bad as the last one.

Joey blackmailed Vanessa into money laundering.

Joey just took advantage of a situation you created, Doug.

Don't hate the player, man.

But the money laundering is the key to bringing him down.

If I can prove that to the cops, then poof, he goes away.

And poof, takes your wife down with him.

Well, is that what you want, Doug?

Where's the hubby tonight?

Did you have to give him some lame excuse

in order to meet up with your partner in crime,

among other good things?

Pro tip. If you want the woman you're with

to give you her undivided attention,

don't bring up her husband.

Well, I just want to make sure that this twosome

stays that way.

He's not going to come waltzing in here, is he?

[scoffs] Why would you think that?

Maybe he's put a tracking device on you.

You're the one who put the device on him.

Thank goodness there's no need to worry about that anymore.

You're right.

The tracking device has served its purpose.

So, are we done talking about Doug?

Because I would love to move on to a more engaging topic.

Mm, is that professional or personal?

-Dealer's choice. -Great,

because the house always wins.

Actually,

there's something I've been meaning to ask you for a while.

Well, it's not like you to hold back.

Maybe it's because I already know the answer.

Why don't you try me and see?

Will you move in with me?

No.

You didn't even think about your answer.

Hope I didn't hurt your feelings.

I'll survive.

Maybe.

You're cute when you pout.

Mm.

It's not pouting, it's confusion.

What we have going on,

it's nothing like your marriage.

What I have with Doug is a life together.

He's the father of my children.

We were each other's first.

We've been together since forever.

Still haven't heard the L-word.

Because that's never been in question. I love Doug.

What we have isn't what we used to have,

but it's still love.

The way you love me?

Never said I did.

Hmm.

All I know is...

...what we have

gets me up in the morning and keeps me going all day

until I see you again.

And given how you came back

after you basically dumped me,

I'd say you feel the same.

So?

So, there's two kinds of love.

The soft, romantic,

"Who wants to be the soft spoon tonight?" kind,

and the "I just can't scratch that itch" kind.

So, tell me,

given what we have,

why do you keep me at arm's length

and stay with that guy?

I would never hurt Vanessa.

I love her.

And she loves me.

You're not in our bedroom, Randy.

You don't know what goes on between the two of us.

Armstrong is the one I want to hurt here.

Then you, my friend,

are far more forgiving than I am.

If I knew my wife was stepping out behind my back...

And with a shady-ass dude like Joey Armstrong?

I guess...

some guys can just handle being cucks better than others.

What, you think you're a bigger man than me, Randy?

Really?

What, you... you want to take this outside?

[scoffs] Come on, man, quit playing.

You're lucky we're friends.

Remember that, yeah?

I've been knowing you since way before Vanessa came

swinging those community hips into your life, man.

Vanessa is...

Let's just say I'm used to her...

habits.

We have an understanding that works for us.

But this thing with Joey?

This...

man, this is different.

It's not her. It's him.

He's the one that's making it personal,

so clearly, he's the one

that needs to be taken out of the picture.

If you throw Joey under the bus for money laundering,

how do you make it so Vanessa walks away clean?

I was hoping maybe you could help me figure that out.

Maybe... give me a suggestion.

I told you, I am done

with the "bringing down Joey" business.

I just wish I could talk you out of it, too.

You have fulfilled your duty as a friend.

But I'm doing this with or without you.

Okay.

So, how do you think

this plays out in your favor?

Guess I just have to...

pull out the big guns.

Nice.

I remember you said you liked this song.

My favorite.

Mm, and it's a good year. You don't take chances.

Not with you, I don't.

You sound like I'm high maintenance.

Let's just say your family has certain standards.

But I'm a man who loves a challenge.

Oh, so I'm a challenge now?

In the very best of ways.

♪ ♪

You know, I couldn't take my eyes off of you

that first night.

I love hearing this story.

Well, here's the part I always leave out.

I was scared to death to say hello to you.

That is not true.

It is. But, somehow,

I mustered up the courage

to approach the most fascinating woman in the room--

fully expecting to get shot down, by the way.

But you left me no other choice.

You took my breath away.

Then here's to taking a chance.

Because I'm so glad you did.

♪ ♪

Sit, relax, then.

Let me do all the work.

And if there's anything not to madame's liking...

[laughs] Well, you know I'll tell you.

Like right now. Where's the food?

I asked them to wait until I called.

I didn't want it to get cold. You hungry?

Not quite yet. I am enjoying this.

That's what I like to hear.

And I don't want to talk about anything you'd prefer not to,

but I hope that Chelsea's okay?

Much better now.

We went over to the Grands' house

and she's starting to be interested in things again,

like our purse launch.

So it feels like she's getting back to herself.

I love that, and it sounds like spending time with you

is exactly what Chelsea needs.

Well, more like spending time with our grandmother.

Gran has a way with people.

She makes you think about things differently

after talking to her.

She even encouraged us to do

a second launch,

but this time on Live so that it's safe and secure

and we can connect with our followers organically.

Chelsea and Kat here with some exciting news.

Drumroll, please.

Catch us on Live on Tuesday, September 29,

for the first official launch of ChelseaKat.

That's amazing, Kat. Congrats.

And it sounds like you and Miss Anita have

a lot in common.

That would be high praise if it were true.

If only...

Nev-Never mind.

No. What?

Chelsea is a rock star.

Always has been.

She's the most confident person I know.

But what Allison did to her

shook her faith in herself, and it kills me.

But the good thing is

she has a whole lot of Aunt Dani in her,

and with a father like Uncle Bill,

I know she's strong enough to handle anything.

Chelsea just needs to find her own way back to normal,

whatever that may be.

I need you to be my tutor.

In what?

In the thing you do best.

Be Mr. Player,

Mr. "Woman in every hot spot around the world."

Although, now that I think about it,

you have been kind of rooted to one town

for a couple of months, so maybe you're not

-the teacher that I need. -Ha, ha, ha.

Who should I ask instead?

That's not my fault.

I was lured in to staying longer.

And that still doesn't answer my question

about your point about needing tutoring.

What...

I used to be like you.

Living for the moment.

Yeah, that's probably why we click so well.

Game recognize game.

Well, I need you to teach me to get back to that.

Hmm. Okay.

So, how Dani got her game back.

-Mm. -That's easy.

Professor Andre's rule number one: Don't care.

About what?

About anything.

That's how you get free and you stay that way.

You're free to decide, just because you feel like it,

to fuel up the jet and take off to who knows where.

Knowing that when you get there, you can stay or you can go

because you don't have anyone to answer to.

No one's saying, "That's crazy,

do something that makes sense."

[scoffs]

Because you only answer to you.

Okay, Professor Andre...

...where are we going?

Okay, so did Dani say that...

No, forget it.

Forget the whole subject.

You did exactly what I asked you to do,

and instead of nagging you for the gory details,

I should say thank you, so...

thank you, baby.

You're welcome.

All right, let's make a deal.

You get a pass for the tiny amount of nagging that you do

if I get a pass for paying you so little attention.

I mean, you actually tried to use

Tomas to make me jealous.

[groans] Don't remind me.

Oh, no, I will remind you every day and twice on Sundays.

So...

-you forgive me... -Mm-hmm.

...and if I forgive you,

you know what that means.

Make-up sex.

-Mm. -[doorbell app chimes]

If that is Dani, I really will kill her, Bill.

It's not Dani.

What?

[door opens]

I am sorry to interrupt your evening.

Well, I trust you have a good reason.

A minute, Bill? If that's not too much trouble.

So long as we keep it brief.

Hayley and I have a, um,

prior engagement.

Well, I will leave you to it,

and go get... ready.

Okay.

So, what brings you to my home at this hour?

When the conversation is about my husband,

it makes me lose interest in all other activities.

If I didn't know better,

I'd think Doug's the one you've got a thing for.

Luckily, you do know better.

Intimately.

I thought I did, but...

there is a lot of fabulousness

going on over here right now,

and it's being totally ignored

because you're determined to grill me

about my feelings for another man, so...

maybe I should go and find

some other use to put it to.

Indulge me.

[chuckles]

Okay

I've got it.

Of course you do.

That was never in doubt.

You've been around the block long enough to know

that life, and definitely love, is not that simple.

You don't take up with someone in high school,

make a life together,

and then turn a relationship off like it's a faucet.

Life with Doug these days is comfortable.

Oof.

You make your marriage sound like an old shoe

when I happen to know that you love the latest designer model.

Because you've only seen that side of me.

Doug knows every side.

We know each other.

And I know what to expect

and what not to expect, like sex.

I discovered early on

that I needed it a lot more than Doug did.

I'm not ashamed of that.

And you shouldn't be. Your appetite

is one of your most appealing qualities.

I was probably one of your escort service's best clients,

but I never felt the slightest temptation

to leave Doug.

I'd pay for services rendered,

have an incredible time,

and then go home and crawl in bed with my husband.

It surprises you to know we still

sleep in the same bed? Emphasis on "sleep."

Like I said,

Doug and I are comfortable together.

There's the simple answer to all your questions.

Here's mine.

Can you live with that or not?

It's a simple operation, all told.

Armstrong funnels his illegal profits to my wife,

she mixes them in with her real estate business,

and it comes out nice and clean.

Vanessa gets a cut, and so do I.

So we're talking money laundering,

which is a class B felony.

This is why I need you to help me put an end to it.

Put Armstrong behind bars where he belongs.

But... keep Vanessa clear.

That's a tall order.

That's why I came to the best.

Look, let's not waste time shining each other on, Doug.

Clearly, you've known about this for a while,

and you're benefiting financially

from this arrangement, so why do you want to stop now?

I just do.

Okay, listen, Doug...

I can't help you unless I have all the details,

so let me venture to guess.

The relationship between Vanessa and Armstrong

isn't strictly business, and that worries you.

Business or personal,

anyone who hangs out with a guy like this

or get close to a guy like this is putting their life at risk.

Well, Vanessa didn't come here with you.

Does she know about this little plan of yours?

I made a mess of her life

in more ways than you can imagine.

I've been trying to make it up to her by keeping her clear.

Okay, well, do you have any evidence

tying her to any of this?

Or more specifically, anything that we can use to cut a deal?

She has two sets of books, one for the government.

Everything you need is in there.

I mean, there's enough in there to put Armstrong away

for a very long time.

Okay.

All right, well, law enforcement,

they do love cold, hard facts, so that should help.

I tried to get a friend to come forward

and testify that Armstrong tried to hire him

to commit murder, but he was afraid to.

Well, I'm not surprised.

So, Armstrong tried, you said.

So your friend didn't actually do it?

Yeah, we think Joey had someone else

take care of his problem for him.

Police ruled it an accident.

Well, you got yourself in a hell of a situation, Doug.

You don't think I know this?

Bill, I have racked my brain.

This is the only solution I can come up with.

Come on, you and I, we've known each other

for a long time.

Can you help out a friend?

And fix this for me while keeping Vanessa protected?

♪ ♪

-Hey, what about the-- -Shh.

Hey, we were talking about

-going-- -[stammers]

I'm thinking.

About what?

About what to name this drink.

It needs a name.

Okay. Um...

Ah. How about the Unholy Mess?

You rattled off so many ingredients

to that bartender over there

that it would be a miracle if you even had

half of the stuff in that drink.

I got it. The Bill.

I refuse to ask.

Because it is irresistible, yet repellent.

It is intoxicating, but definitely bad for me.

Mm.

And it has a mean aftertaste.

All right, your turn.

Make a drink, call it the Ashley.

-No. -Come on, come on, come on.

What would it have in it?

All I know is that it would be sweet.

It'll warm you from the inside

in an unexpected way.

You know what? No.

No more heartache, talking about troubles, okay?

Let's just... let's just drink.

Ooh, I remember when you were

all high and mighty about my drinking.

Look at you now.

Let's just get back to what we were talking about

before you ordered that mess of a drink.

-What were we talking about? -Tongue twisters.

She sells seashells, she sells, she...

No, no, no. You were asking me where we were going.

We didn't close this bar yet.

We have plenty of time to think about where to go next.

What? No, no, I was talking about out of town.

You can't expect me to make that kind of decision.

We need a couple more drinks so that we can "clink thearly."

One more Bill

and I surely will not want to be

in the same town as him anymore.

I do like this music. Is that the surprise?

Open your eyes.

Oh. We already had dessert.

You once gave me an entire meal as a present.

Think of it like that, on a much smaller scale.

Uh, I'm afraid to open it.

I think you'll like what it says.

"Just ask."

Um, what's it mean?

Anything you want, Kat. Just ask.

Oh.

Um...

dance with me?

["I Wanna See You" by Lester Duval, Alex Crawford & Angie Holmes playing]

♪ I want every bit♪

♪ Don't want to ask for it♪

♪ Lay back a bit♪

♪ I will tell you how you're gonna give me it♪

♪ Pretty imperfect thing for me♪

♪ I want all the edges on mine♪

♪ Give me all of you, I'll give you me♪

♪ I like my color outside the lines♪

♪ Come out, come out, I want to see you♪

♪ I... I want to see you♪

♪ Come out, come out, I just want to see you♪

♪ Come out, come out, I want to see you♪

♪ I...♪

-Bad news. -[laughing]: Bill and Ashley

ran off together.

No, no. Don't even play like that.

-Here. -What is this?

It's water.

Apparently, we've been overserved.

They cut us off.

Who the hell does that bartender think he is?

My family founded this club.

Well, hey, rules are rules.

I think they're just afraid that we're gonna make a scene.

Of course, I'm gonna make a scene. I'm Dani Dupree.

The rules don't apply to me.

What do you think

made me attracted to you in the first place?

You know what attracted me to you in the first place?

I'm all ears.

No, no, they're actually really little.

They're cute. No, what attracted me to you

in the first place was...

I forget.

[both laugh]

-How about everything? -Everything?

Oh, I like the sound of that.

Because it also happens to be true.

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. We don't have to go home,

but we gotta get out of here, Dani.

Uh, why don't we pick a place?

-For our trip? -Yeah.

Yes, our wild, madcap,

throw caution to the wind trip.

That's the one. That's the one.

So, since we already know exactly what we like

about each other now, I was thinking

that we go someplace that fits that vibe.

Sounds like you already have a place in mind.

I just might.

Everything okay with Doug?

Yeah, he just needed a little advice.

But, baby, listen, I need a rain check, okay?

On make-up sex?

Yes, I swear to you, I will make up for it,

but I gotta run an errand before I go have dinner

with Naomi and Chelsea.

-It can't wait? -No, baby, it definitely

can't wait, okay?

[sighs]

How do I feel about what you just told me

about your feelings for Doug?

Well, I think you know me well enough to know

that I'm a survivor.

I can take anything you dish out.

But, in the interest of full disclosure--

Are you about to confess something now?

Ah. I have an allergy to that word.

But I did take the liberty of checking your account

with my escort service.

So much for all those assurances on the site

that my information was private.

Ownership has its privileges.

But I noticed that your account went inactive

right about the time we connected.

Maybe that's because I was worried about

you knowing even more about my personal life.

I think it's another reason.

Maybe,

in the end...

...I really am a "one man" kind of girl.

Hey.

Talk to me.

About what?

What just happened.

Or, more accurately, didn't happen.

Uh, how about we don't and say we did?

I know you don't like to talk about these things,

but I... we can't just...

-I can't just-- -What?

It's not fun for me if it's not fun for you.

So sorry I ruined your fun.

I guess it would be nice

if I measured up to the more experienced women

you've slept with.

But you can't always get what you want.

Please don't be defensive.

You're taking things the wrong way.

Because, of course, it's my fault.

Look, clearly we have a problem here, a disconnect,

so let's talk about it so we can fix what's wrong.

Why waste time talking?

I can just take my problematic ass home.

Why do you have to be like that?

-If something's broken-- -Oh, so I'm broken?

How are we supposed to get through this

if we can't talk about it honestly?

Clearly, there's an issue here.

You mean I'm the issue.

News flash, maybe it's not me.

Maybe you're the one who's not that great in bed.

[sniffles]

I'm calling a car.

Suit yourself.

[door opens]

[door closes]

-What are you doing? -I'm packing for

the magical trip you planned for us.

Why does drinking always make the words more blurry?

Okay, so you're using your phone to pack.

How does that work?

Duh. My suitcase is at home

and I'm being responsible and calling a rideshare.

-I can't drive like this. -Oh...

Wait, you live a block away from here.

Walk? In these shoes? Please.

And plus, he can drop you off

at your place so that you can pack, too.

-Well, I got a secret to share. -Mm?

I always keep a packed bag.

You just stay spitting knowledge, huh?

Well, clues, please.

What am I supposed to wear on this magical destination?

As little as possible.

Challenge accepted.

Hey, let's get out of here. Get your purse.

-Okay, okay. -Come on.

Oh. Easy, easy.

Hey...

Counselor.

Mr. Armstrong.

Vanessa.

Bill.

What are you doing here, and by yourself?

I, um...

[clears throat]

...I need a word with Mr. Armstrong.

Alone, if you don't mind.

I'm comfortable right here.

Anything you have to say to me,

you can say in front of Vanessa.

No, I can't.

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