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In boxing,

fighters need a selective memory.

They have to embrace their successes,

remember that one loss doesn't define them...

one knockout won't end their career.

But most importantly...

they can't forget to keep fighting.

Otherwise...

Three, four, five...

Yes. Matt, I hear you.

T.K.'s not showing up for his training sessions.

But, I mean, what do you want me to do about it?

Nico.

You can't bribe T.K. into therapy.

It defeats the purpose of the entire thing.

Coach.

- Get him back here, now. - Coach!

I understand that he missed a film session.

He's not focused. I get it.

You can try to do whatever you like to prevent T.K.

from seeing this Laz person.

But unless he realizes on his own that it's a mistake--

Going through tunnel.

Level two, we deepen your connection with the world,

allowing you to embrace your deficiencies.

What if a brother ain't got no deficiencies?

Part of a rare breed. I know a few more like that.

- Maybe I should introduce you. - What you mean?

Legends Convention in South Beach.

Miami? I can't go to-- Are you smoking?

Almost playoffs, I got practice.

It's on your days off.

Soak up some fan love, sign some autographs.

I'll get you back in time.

- Easiest coin you ever made. - I guess it'll pay for my latest fines.

And there's a chance for the legend to meet the legends.

Jim Dakota, Sammy Tatum, Kojo Liberty.

Kojo Liberty?

Dude, I spent my entire childhood glued to the tube

watching this man pick apart defenses.

- There's no bigger legend, man. - No better man.

Longtime client.

- Are you serious? - Players and staff only.

Yo, what, are you the hall monitor?

My agent spoke to Marshall Pittman personally.

Oh, and then Marshall Pittman spoke to me personally.

So rather than playing telephone, I'll just deliver the message.

- Leave. - Yo, Nico, this is some bull--

It's okay, T.K.

Rules are the structure against which we lean.

Level three.

And how much does that level cost?

South Beach. Think about it.

Good luck against San Francisco.

You know what?

I have met plenty of guys like Lazarus Rollins.

He's a yes-man.

And trust me, yes brings you a whole lot more trouble than no.

Don't act like you give a damn about me, Nico.

You're just chasing a paycheck.

You may be right.

But that does not make me wrong.

Hi. You must be Tallis and--

Judy. I'm not staying. I just wanted to make sure she got here.

Or that I stayed here?

Be nice to the therapist.

Come on in.

So is this the part where I tell you about my childhood?

This is the part where you tell me whatever it is you want me to know.

I'm 25. I fight at lightweight.

Ranked top five in the WIBA.

I got a wicked left hook,

and I like knocking chicks out.

Okay, so let's talk about what's bothering you.

That's the point. Nothing's bothering me. I didn't grow up in the nicest 'hood,

but we weren't dumpster diving either. My parents were a solid B.

Nobody locked me in a closet.

It was all fine.

Except for blanking out in the middle of boxing matches.

Your mother mentioned on the phone that your father passed away recently.

Yeah. Cancer.

It was a bitch, but he's at peace now, so...

How soon after that did the bouts of memory loss start?

I don't know, doc. Can't remember.

This is so stupid. My mom drags my ass here

because some neurologist tells her I need to get examined.

And now I got this nicey-nice lady shrink with her little flower chairs

going, "Blah, blah, blah. You're fixed."

Tallis.

There are many types of fighters in the world.

Some box,

and some sit in little flower chairs.

I'm just more comfortable hitting than talking.

That can be arranged.

What were you doing with warlords in the Congo?

Trying to stay out of trouble.

They really liked one of our female researchers

and I had to convince them

to take a jeep and a flashlight instead.

So what is your latest and greatest project?

I got a grant to write a book.

- About? - About sex.

Sex and the bonobo monkeys.

Really amazing animals.

They offer a lot of insight into human social behavior.

Such as?

Such as they make love face to face.

And sex isn't about mating.

It's about passion.

Monkey talk...

oddly hot.

Good. It's working.

So the kids are out for the night?

They're at their dad's.

And how do they feel about their mom bringing a man into the house?

They feel nothing

because they know nothing.

I've done enough family counseling to know

that when it comes to post-divorce dating,

it's on a need-to-know basis.

And you're still figuring out if they need to know.

It's a nice night.

Wanna take this outside?

Sounds good to me.

Grab the candles. I'm just gonna go get a sweater.

Where do you keep the matches?

Run!

Oh, my God.

- What are you doing here? - There's a burglar! Ray Jay hit him

- in the head with a cookbook! - Oh, my God.

You hit J.D.

Mom knows the burglar's name?

Because he's not a burglar.

J.D. Aldridge.

These are my kids.

Raging Bull and Million Dollar Baby.

Yeah. Sorry about that. See a stranger in the kitchen

- going through some drawers and-- - No. Nice shot.

Good thing you didn't grab a frying pan.

And what happened at Dad's?

I came to get some video games because Dad's collection is lame.

How do you two know each other?

J.D. and I know each other...

He is an old friend of mine from grad school.

- Yeah. - Professor at Hofstra of--

- Anth-- Psychological-- - Psychological anthropology.

I just came by to pick your mother's brain

for a book I'm writing.

And, oddly, he was just leaving.

Yeah.

Good luck on that project.

And do let's keep in touch.

Definitely.

Yep.

Bye-bye.

What?

Set, hut! Set, hut!

Well, I appreciate it. It's a very attractive offer.

Well, you can throw that in.

Great. Drinks. See you then.

Your other girlfriend?

- Oh, she doesn't have this number. - Yeah.

Actually, it was Rob Celli, the VP from San Francisco.

Drinks, huh?

Well, apparently it's poaching season.

He's called before, but since they're in town for the game on Sunday,

he thought he'd take a shot in person. Points for persistence.

- Sounds promising. - Head-trainer position. A lateral move.

Doesn't make sense if I wanna get into a front office.

- Have you thought about--? - Using it as leverage with the Hawks?

Not a bad idea to keep your options open.

- Always. - For example,

tonight,

my place or yours?

- Yeah. Yeah. - It just feels natural to hit.

Clearly, you're good at it.

Dad taught me the fight game.

Started as a self-defense thing, but I took to it.

Guessing you've never put on gloves.

No, I've put on gloves before,

but all mine have five fingers.

So, Tallis, let's go back to the last fight.

Not much of a fight. More like an ass-kicking.

Can you describe to me what was going through your mind?

Working the body.

She was holding her hands up high. I was digging in on her, dominating,

pressing the fight forward, and then...

And then it's like there's a gap in time.

What happens during the gap?

Tallis?

Tallis? Hey.

Hey. What's happening?

I need to sit down.

This face I keep seeing from this dream I've been having.

Is it someone that you know?

No. He's got a beard.

That's all. I can't remember.

It's just his face, and then it's just dark.

How do you feel when you see him?

Confused.

This is crazy.

What's wrong with me?

That's what we're here to figure out, Tallis.

Throwing down the game, in the heart of...

Oh, my--

This is ugly.

T.K. is the only one playing out there.

- How can you not be watching this? - I'm doing recon.

- Why are you stalking Mom's friend? - Not her friend, her boyfriend.

Mom lied to us.

You are crazy.

I saw is whole thing play out with Winter.

One second, there's a friend hanging around,

then the next, she's spending half her summers with her new stepdad's family

- in South Dakota. - Like I said, you are crazy.

All right. You interested in a little wager?

Because 50 bucks says that J.D. is Mom's new boyfriend.

Okay. I'm in.

Let's say 50 bucks and you do my English paper.

Okay, done.

You're going down.

Just like my Hawks.

Man, losing is one thing, but Coach ripping me a new one?

It's unnecessary. You know what I'm saying?

It's like rupturing my eardrums is not gonna help.

He don't appreciate the talent he's got.

He don't. There's no respect.

Treats me like an animal. A disrespected animal. I should call PETA.

That was funny.

You know what the problem is?

They only care about part of T.K.

I care about the whole T.K.

Which is why I want you to get out of this cesspool of negativity,

and the perfect place for you to chase your cares away is Miami.

Yeah, I should demand a trade.

Latin asses and no state taxes. No, I know. I know how it is.

I'm serious, though, man. You deserve this.

You work hard, you need to play hard. You need to do you.

I gotta be back for practice, though. I'm getting tired of paying these fines.

I will have you back,

time to spare,

cash in hand.

Good. Because I can keep drinking this thousand-dollar champ-izz-ane.

Well, why don't you say we go in style and charter a jizz-et?

Well, I say put my tray table izz-up in the upright, locked position

because bienvenidos a Miami!

But make sure they got a kosher meal, because all this don't do swine.

I hear that.

Sorry about the hurt we put on you guys.

It's not too late to jump onto a winning franchise for next season.

Nothing like a job offer wrapped in an insult.

Listen, Rob, I'm flattered.

Really, I am.

But I'm gonna say the same thing I said to the Houston guys.

I'm not gonna leave the Hawks to make a lateral move.

Of course you wouldn't.

Matt, we recognize your value, your potential.

We wanna offer you a position in the GM's office.

Yeah.

Tell me about the dream with the bearded man.

I'm at a birthday party. My party.

I'm like 2 or 3.

Tell me more about the party.

- Where are you? - Outside.

There's grass, trees,

and a gazebo and ducks.

There's a man feeding the ducks.

I'm playing with my friends. We're laughing.

- Here he comes. - Who?

The man with the beard.

He's coming after me.

- Oh, my God. - Tallis.

Stay with me and breathe.

I'm counting down from five to one.

At one, your eyes will be open,

feeling wide awake,

safe and secure.

Five, four,

three, two, one.

Tallis?

It's okay. It's okay.

Remember, you're with me. Dr. Santino.

It's okay. You are safe.

Oh, my God. Why is that dream so scary?

Because I don't think that it was a dream.

I think this really happened.

How killer is this, huh?

Your fans, your heroes.

Yeah, man. I'm feeling so much love, it's like Simba.

Hakuna matata, baby. Man.

- Will you sign this? - Lazarus Rollins.

I should kick your ass.

You owe me.

At least I think I bought that last round in Vegas.

How the hell are you, Laz?

It's all good. It's all good. Kojo Liberty.

- Terrence King. - Oh, no. I know who this is.

Saw you against Denver.

Defense saw the bottom of your shoes the whole game. Are you a superhero?

Hey, yo, man, if I am, I borrowed the cape from you, Mr. Liberty.

Oh, he's good. He's good.

It's Kojo.

T.K. recently joined the program.

Oh, okay. Laz ain't just a life coach. He's a life.

What level he got you at?

Level two. I'm just putting my deficiencies in a headlock.

All right. When you get to level four and you prove you deserve that,

that's when the man really steps up.

He takes on your worries, your responsibilities.

See, that's what I need.

Botox for the soul, man. You know, get rid of these worry lines.

Yeah, this is what I'm talking about.

My boys, my family, right?

We're like the Huxtables, and I'm Bill Cosby.

Here, get a picture, man. Me hanging with my boys.

How'd you know this place existed?

Been here before with my kids.

When you said the gazebo, a bell went off.

But I don't remember.

We repress some memories to protect ourselves.

Shut them away for as long as we can.

But if they're important enough, they'll find their way out.

In your case, as dreams.

So what are you saying, doc?

I think something happened that your brain is doing its best to forget.

It's called lacunar amnesia.

Amnesia?

Chicks on soap operas get amnesia.

That's retrograde amnesia.

Lacunar amnesia is the memory loss of one specific event.

It's the type that leaves a lacuna, a gap, in one's memory.

And it's usually triggered

by some sort of traumatic event.

- Like my dad dying? - Yeah.

So once I remember, I'll stop forgetting?

How's that work?

We flush out your memory.

Keep the change. Thank you.

That's unusual, to come out of hypnosis so agitated.

Yeah. I'm lucky she wasn't fully aware.

The girl's a boxer.

She could've knocked my block off if she was so inclined.

Yeah, well, that's a real bummer, getting hit in the head.

Oh, yeah. Like you don't remember.

The little cookbook incident?

Hey. Not here.

Not where?

Just in public.

The kids from the neighborhood hang out here, and...

I just feel like someone could see us and tell Lindsay or...

Then what? You'll be grounded?

Don't you think that they're onto us about the whole friends thing?

Trust me,

my kids think I'm 850 years old.

They don't know their mom's a hot, sexy woman?

They most certainly do not.

Know what I've found fascinating over the years?

The inherent truth of dishonesty.

Translation, please?

That the why you're lying is more important than the lie itself.

Now, that's worth examining, no?

Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot, ye of psychology PhD.

You can't keep hiding me in the bushes forever, can you?

There's something on your face.

People might be watching.

Be care-- No, no, no. Not in public.

Hey. You ready to go to dinner?

I just need a couple of more minutes.

One bad game.

You'll win the next, and everybody will forget.

So how did your meeting go with Celli?

Made me a serious offer. A front-office position.

Wow, that's incredible.

So it's a no-brainer.

Oh, well, I don't know.

I've been here for eight years. The Hawks are like family.

I mean, it is a great opportunity.

Huge.

But it'd be hard to just get up and walk away.

And you're back in New York.

What? Now I'm gonna go move to San Francisco?

Matt, I'll go where you go.

Well, I'd have to go talk to Coach. I owe him that.

- The guy's been a mentor to me. - Of course.

So San Francisco, huh?

Good, Tallis. Good, Tallis.

Birthday party? We had many.

This would've been at Gazebo Park.

It sounds familiar.

It would've been Tallis' third, I think.

Why?

Tallis keeps bringing up this one memory from that day.

It's of a man with a beard.

Could that be a relative maybe, or a friend?

I don't know. It was so long ago.

Who can remember these things?

We thought that maybe you'd be able to help jar Tallis' memory

if you had some pictures from the party.

Well, I would love to help,

but my basement flooded a few years ago,

and we lost all of our old photos.

I'm sorry.

What is this about?

I can't discuss the details,

but something significant may have happened to Tallis at the party.

I don't know what you're suggesting, but I took good care of Tallis. Good care.

Now, she is having difficulty coping with the death of her father.

You're supposed to be helping her, not putting ideas into her head.

Well, I-- Mrs. Lang.

Nice. Nice, Tallis.

- Footwork. That's it, that's it. - Yeah.

Yeah, man.

Nine surgeries in 12 years.

The knees, one hip, elbow, fingers on both hands.

So you did the hokey-pokey and turned your whole ass in then, huh?

Yeah, that's right.

But in the end, let me tell you something, a championship, two MVPs,

- and now we're with our fans. - Yo, man, toast to 12-year-old T.K.

If he knew I was here right now, gee.

Gentlemen, I'd like you to meet Stephanie and Stephanie.

You are my favorite player.

Well, we have a lot in common.

Can I get your autograph?

Right here?

My dad loves you.

Oh, my God.

- Tallis, what is it? What's wrong? - What's wrong is my mom's a liar.

You were looking for the bearded man?

Here he is.

And he's holding me.

Found it in Mom's attic.

She forgot skeletons are supposed to go in the closet.

What the hell? How could she just lie to my face?

I trusted her.

She must have had her reasons.

Speak of the devil.

- I told you not to follow me! - Oh, honey.

- I don't think this is the best time. - Unless you wanna tell me the truth.

Who is the guy with the beard, Mom?

I don't know. Somebody's father, probably.

It was so long ago.

- Guess not. - Tallis. Please, listen.

No. You listen.

You're messing with my game, Mom.

Whatever's going on, it's--

It's making me lose.

And it's ruining my life!

You are making me out to be some kind of evil mother.

I'm not.

Everything I have done is for Tallis.

Including trying to keep her safe.

If there was something, whatever it was,

her mind is doing more damage trying to figure out the truth

- or trying to forget it. - Just stop.

You are putting ideas into my daughter's head.

Actually, Mrs. Lang, they were already there.

Hey, Matt.

So San Francisco offers you a GM track job.

Coach counters that you're a valuable and respected asset to the Hawks.

He'll do whatever it takes to keep you here. I got it right so far?

- Did you bug my cell phone? - Yes.

- And your car, and your shower. - Out with it, Nico.

No, just-- Congratulations. It works out perfectly, I imagine,

- for you and Laura. - Meaning?

Oh, just-- It's a perfect situation, with her new job offer.

You both get to go back to San Francisco.

Anyway, I just wanted to wish you both the best.

Africa.

It sounds amazing.

I would love, love, love to take a trip like that.

Well, how's July?

July?

Of course, you'd have to tell your kids about me, probably.

I mean, we went on a trip to Africa.

I can't believe you dragged me into the city just to spy on Mom.

They're not even touching, holding hands, nothing.

Old people don't hold hands. They're not into PDA.

I know. I know. I have a tendency to move fast.

You do move kind of fast.

I spend a lot of time studying other tribes, other cultures.

Sometimes I forget how ours works.

And you do have kids.

You know? I know it's a little more complicated than the bonobos.

Look, she's doing her cutesy leany thing. I'm telling you, she's working it.

Mom does not work it, okay? She's got, like, a spasm or something.

But I really like you, Dr. Santino.

You win.

Yeah.

Hey, so let me ask you a question.

How you ladies feel about being the bread in a T.K. sandwich?

I'll be the meat.

- Yo, T.K. - Kojo.

Yeah, I'll be right back.

- Hey. - Yo.

Kojo.

- What's up? - Damn. That's not cologne, baby.

- You good? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Those last four shots kind of did me in.

They'll do that to you.

All right, so you're a heavy dude. I'm gonna grab Laz,

- get you back to your room. - No. No, no, no.

I did this to myself.

Bounced my last check to him.

Can't be doing that

if you want to reach the promised land, you know?

I can't afford to move to level six.

How much money you paid this dude?

Hey, hey, hey.

Yo.

Don't worry about that. He does that sometimes.

Hey, come on, man. Stop tripping.

"Does this sometimes"?

He's like a 240-pound baby. He just threw up on himself.

He needs to go back to his room.

What he needs to do is stop burning through that money so fast.

Then he wouldn't be assed out and passed out.

Man needs to start taking ownership sometimes.

Oh, ownership, which you know a lot about,

especially taking ownership of this man's bank account.

Rage, brother.

Very unattractive.

You know what's unattractive? Is a parasite with fresh blood on his face.

How much you get paid for me being here?

How much you get for him being here? For all of us?

I'm gonna pretend

that you didn't just insult me.

So why don't you and I talk in the morning

when you're sober?

Come on, man.

Come on, T.K.

Hey, Laz. You were supposed to wake my ass up.

What's wrong with you?

Yo, man, you were supposed to wake--

Mr. King, this is the bill for last night's party.

Forty-nine thousand--? Are you out of your damn mind?

This must be a mistake. Let me get Laz on the phone.

Mr. Rollins? He checked out early this morning.

Said you'd take care of it.

Hey, yo. Yeah, it's me.

I'm in Miami.

And Laz left me stranded with the hotel bill.

- Your point? - Practice starts in 57 minutes.

And if I'm not there, Coach is gonna bench my ass.

Well, then, I guess you better get yourself home.

Nico...

Okay, I know I can be an ass sometimes, but listen.

South Beach was a nightmare. Okay?

Lesson learned. Consider me spanked. It's not the time for that.

What I need for you to do is smooth this over with Coach. You gotta do that.

Correction. I don't gotta do anything, Terrence.

You're just gonna leave me hanging?

You left yourself hanging. Sounds like you could use a good therapist.

You need a referral, you give me a call.

- Hey, bruh. - Hey.

It's good to see you up.

Hey, listen, Kojo, I hate to leave you like this,

but I gotta bounce.

So just, you know...

let me know if there's anything I can do for you. Anything at all.

Yeah.

Don't let this happen to you.

I left you four messages this morning. What's going on with you?

Close that door, will you?

Is this about Rob Celli? San Francisco?

- Did you make a decision? - No.

But clearly you already did.

Didn't you already accept a job in San Francisco?

You lied to me.

Okay, yes. I got a big offer.

Rival firm.

Double the salary.

In my hometown.

So I made a call to Rob Celli.

But it's not like I got you the job.

I connected you guys. That's all.

That's what I do.

Yep. That's what you do.

What's that mean?

It means you spin people's lives to suit yours.

You're spinning things. What's wrong with helping you achieve your goals?

Because it's about you achieving yours.

I'm just one more thing for you manipulate.

God, I just-- I forgot that this is how you operate.

Maybe I just blocked it out.

Matt. So this is the end?

Good luck in San Francisco.

What time did you get home last night?

You know, the movie? Thought it ended at 11.

The one with Lisa?

Yeah, duh.

Sorry.

We went and had coffee after.

We saw you.

What do you mean? Saw me where?

Having dinner with professor cookbook dude.

- What? - Yeah.

Were you spying on me?

Maybe if you told us the truth, we wouldn't have to.

Yeah, well, I just can't believe you have a boyfriend and you didn't tell us.

Boyfriend? Oh, okay.

I have gone on exactly four dates with this man.

Oh, dates? Do we date our friends? I don't think so.

You lied to us.

Okay.

Here's the thing.

Yes, I have been spending time with J.D.,

but that's it.

That's it. All right?

And if things ever do get more serious, then I will say so.

I just don't get how you could forget about Dad so fast

and kiss another man.

Linds.

I could never forget about your dad.

I spent most of my life with him.

And I wouldn't trade that for the entire world.

I mean, I got you two stalkers out of it, didn't I?

But I have to continue living my life.

Well, as long as you're aware of the trauma

a revolving daddy door can do to a child of divorce, that's fine.

What did I say about reading the psych books?

- Right. - Right.

Look, I wish I could say

that from now on I will tell you guys everything,

but the truth is there are some things

that parents just don't talk about with their children.

It's part of the gig.

That is seriously messed up.

Yes, it is.

That's it, that's it.

Mrs. Lang?

Sorry. I thought that you might want this.

There's a lot of memories in there.

She won't even look at me.

I figure I'll just sit here.

She can't ignore me forever.

Look,

I know that you wanna help her.

And I think that we can.

How?

I found this picture of little Tallis being held up.

Is that you?

Me with younger hands.

And I noticed that the wedding ring in the picture

doesn't match the one on your hand.

You make a decision in a moment

and you don't realize how permanent it'll be.

I just --

I just wanted to be a good mom.

- And I know that you are. - Really?

Yes.

Would a good mother lie to her daughter?

If she thought that she was protecting her?

Then yes.

Tallis' birth father, my ex...

he had a temper, a bad temper.

One day, he hit Tallis.

It was the night of the birthday party.

He hit my little girl.

She was in the hospital for three days.

He went to prison. I never saw him again.

I just...

I thought it'd be better if I pretended...

To pretend like it didn't happen.

That I didn't let it happen.

Oh, God.

I married Martin a year later,

and it's the only father she's ever known.

I just figured she blanked it out.

She did.

But when Martin died,

the trauma triggered memories of her birth father.

She needs to be able to integrate all the pieces of her life

so that she can move forward.

And she'll need your help.

That's easier said than done.

Oh, I know.

Believe me. I know.

Good. Good, good.

Great, Tallis. Good job.

Have no fear, the king is here.

Let's do this.

- What do you think you're doing here? - I'm here for the film session.

Sorry I missed practice.

I'm sorry too because you're benched for Sunday. Now get out of here.

- You can't play without me. - Unless you want me to pick you up

and throw you out those doors myself, walk your ass out. And don't look back.

Nico, I thought we weren't playing these games anymore.

I have a visitor for you.

Hey, doc.

Hi.

You said your door was always open.

It is.

I screwed up, doc.

Yeah. Mom told me everything.

We went through the whole keepsake box.

But what's all that gotta do with my amnesia?

When your dad, Martin, passed,

it probably triggered all the things that you couldn't bear to remember

about your biological father.

Why in the ring?

The first punches that you ever threw were as a little girl against this man.

Guess it makes sense now.

Why I like to hit people.

Got it from good old Dad. Guy was a fighter.

No. No.

He wasn't a fighter.

Tallis, he was an abuser.

But your mom,

your mom's the real fighter.

She fought to protect you,

and she left him which...

That takes strength.

So I think we know where you got that from.

I see you with the goods, Medium. Okay.

T.K.'s mea culpa. Your idea? Gave a big speech in the locker room,

- brought the house down. - That was all him.

He said he wanted to show the guys what they meant to him.

- Our boy's growing up. - Yeah.

- He's getting there. - Well, I'm glad he's back with you.

Sorry.

And how's J.D.?

- What? - Oh, come on.

He's good. He's really good.

Well, good.

I heard that Laura was in town.

We should totally go on a double date. Or no. Sorry.

That'd be weird.

Yeah. I mean, no.

I mean, Laura and I--

Hey, there you are.

Hi.

- You could really get lost around here. - I know.

I'm sorry about that, but you got here fast.

J.D., Matt Donnally.

He is the head athletic trainer for the New York Hawks.

- J.D. Aldridge. - Hi. Good to meet you.

Yeah, you too. Likewise.

- We're just going to lunch. - Yeah. You ready?

- I'm thinking maybe Thai. - Awesome.

Sorry. You had something you--

I have nothing that can't wait.

You guys go. Have a good time.

Matt, nice to meet you.

You look great.