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Hello, Mr. Sexy.

Hello there, Mrs. Sexy.

How's the pop-up photo exhibit?

Uh, Sean's got some pretty good work on display, yeah.

How are things with you, Naomi and Chelsea?

Done discussing how their turkey days went?

Not yet.

Why don't you get your fill of photos

and talk to some rich buyers.

You do need to keep your mind on your own career, too.

And then when you're done, join us for dessert.

I cannot wait to lay my eyes on you in this club

and then lay everything else on you later.

NSFW calls?

In the country club that your grandfather built?

Mother, have you no shame?

No scandal here, I am talking to my husband.

Hey, Naomi, Chelsea.

-Hi, Dad. -Hi, Dad.

Okay, I will see you later.

You rotten children.

-Was that really necessary? -CHELSEA: Yes.

Here's how we see it.

We can either be sarcastic and humorous

with our stepfather...

Or we can be insulting and bitter

like we are with our wicked stepmother.

I'm sorry, Bill, my errands

are taking a lot longer than I thought.

No problem, baby.

I'll just order a drink and wait for you in the lobby.

A cup of tea, I presume?

More like a glass of the most top-shelf tea they have.

You're so bad.

While the sexy little cat is away,

this mouse is gonna have a drink

from the private stash the club keeps stocked for me.

Okay, well, enjoy yourself now,

because when I get there,

I'm not letting you put any toxins in that slamming body.

Well, one man's tea is another man's poison.

I'll see you soon. Love you.

Love you, too.

Okay, that should keep him off my ass for a minute.

So, why am I here?

I need another special order from Degas' Boutique.

-And make it a double. -And make it a double.

♪ ♪

Man, it's been too long since we had a drink together.

You know, I'm glad you called.

Wasn't sure if I made the custody agreement or not.

What do you mean?

Well, you know, when couples break up,

friends decide who gets to keep who.

I figured Naomi wanted to keep Ashley,

so that was gonna leave me out in the cold,

as far as you're concerned.

That's not how Naomi and I roll.

All right? She's got her friends, and I got my boys.

Hey, Baldwin. Get over here.

Need you to back me up on something.

Go ahead and join them,

-I'll get our first round. -All right.

Can I have two?

What's up, Liam?

Be real--

who chili wins, mines or Bryce weak sauce?

Nah, ah, ah, Baldwin's has way more taste than

to pick your so-called chili.

Baldwin has all of you fools beat, hands down.

Good to see you out and about.

Bryce, your chili is trash

because you put noodles in it.

I make it the Cincinnati style.

Do you see Cincinnati anywhere around here?

And your chili has some flavor, but...

zero heat.

But Baldwin knows exactly what he's doing.

He'll leave your lips tingling for days.

[knocking on door]

I am so glad you're home. Ooh.

I wanted to talk to you about WinterFest.

WinterFest?

Only the most important event around the Crest

this time of year. Of course you remember.

Well, this year,

you are gonna get to experience it in person.

You're not making any...

I almost forgot the most important part.

Leslie gave me a ticket

and you are gonna be my plus-one.

It's a little early for bed, isn't it?

Are you... Are you feeling all right?

I'm fine.

Tell me what's wrong.

Derek came to the hospital for a PT session today.

Mm, is he the one that made my sweetie cry?

Yeah.

No.

Yeah.

Well, you never should've proposed to Derek

if you weren't sure who you wanted to be with

in the first place.

Okay...

Derek lied to me about being paralyzed

to manipulate me into staying with him.

How is that not enough of a reason to call things off?

I agree Derek was a complete jerk for lying to you,

but he was right to be concerned about your connection to Andre.

He could tell that it went deeper than friendship

and that's probably what made him insecure.

So he thought the best thing to do

would be to trap me in a marriage based on a lie?

You're the one who proposed.

Because I felt sorry for him!

Oh, my God.

I've never said that before.

To anyone.

You must think I'm a horrible person.

No.

What I am is glad you finally spoke your truth.

After all this time of letting it eat away at you,

it's got to feel good, doesn't it?

It does.

But it also sucks.

Truth does that.

At least you don't have to carry it alone anymore.

I'm here for you, baby.

Okay, just face it, guys--

Derek here is the spicy one in our firehouse.

I-I vote for Liam's chili.

-Ugh. -Whoo!

Derek, you're gonna love this.

Liam, tell him about the new probie.

Oh, okay. So first, he shows up late for the shift.

-I start the drill... -Guys, I-I got to...

I got to get back to my buddy Jacob.

Bring him over. The more the merrier.

I would, but, uh, he's going through a little something,

so, I... I just got to be there for my friend.

You understand?

-LIAM: Of course. -BRYCE: Of course.

Hey, we got to to get together soon.

-Yeah. -I mean that. I'm serious.

Don't be a stranger.

You know I don't mind

if you hang with your firehouse friends.

Yeah, I'm just...

not in the mood for a group thing tonight.

Is something wrong?

Other than...

Ashley, you mean?

I didn't want to bring her up again

if the wound is still healing.

I don't think that wound's ever gonna heal.

Especially if I keep ripping it open like I did earlier.

What happened?

I just got confirmation

that Ashley's been gaslighting me.

How'd you find out?

From the man himself, Andre Richardson.

All those times Ashley insisted

Andre wasn't a factor in our relationship,

turns out she called him and poured her heart out to him

the minute she took my ring off.

Then we slipped on our custom-designed wedding rings

and exchanged vows.

Brand-new ones,

since we didn't remember the ones we made in Vegas.

Oh, that story was to die for, till that last part.

I'm just keeping it real.

And now I need you girls to keep it real with me.

Are you happy for me?

Mom, we haven't seen you this radiant in a long, long time.

So, yes, we're thrilled.

And even though he is closer to our age than yours,

we think Andre and you are a good match.

That last comment was uncalled for.

I'm just keeping it real.

NAOMI: Oh, is Andre here already?

Mom's got a twinkle in her eye.

I do not twinkle, but I do think I saw someone.

All right, when I get back,

I want to hear all about your Thanksgiving celebrations.

You are not going to believe what happened in mine.

Okay, so what do you think happened?

Well, there's very little that's unbelievable

-where our mother is concerned. -Mm-hmm.

So maybe I'm thinking

Thanksgiving with Oprah and Gayle?

Why are you lurking out here?

I don't lurk.

I saw you peek around the corner

and then pull back and try to hide,

which is quite a trick for a man of your size.

I thought I heard Naomi and Chelsea laughing.

-And your cackle. -[mock laughs]

Why don't you come over and say hello to the girls?

No, you know, no, I'm-I'm good.

I don't want to interrupt mother-daughter time.

Not buying that.

What's the real reason you don't want to come over?

I just want to sip my scotch in peace

without a lecture about my stroke.

Almost the truth. Not quite.

Try again.

I'm waiting on Hayley,

who I know good and well is not welcome at your table.

I think you gave me a bad batch.

Bill isn't showing one single symptom.

'Cause my guy said it was slow-acting.

Okay, there's slow and then there's never.

What are your guy's credentials?

Credentials?

-Yeah. -He doesn't have diplomas

on his wall, if that's what you're asking.

Well then how do you know that he knows

what the hell he's talking about?

Because he's my guy.

At this rate,

Bill's gonna die of old age waiting on results,

and I didn't intend to wait that long.

Okay, easy.

His death has to look natural, remember?

If a giant like that drops dead tomorrow,

who do you think's gonna be suspect number one, huh?

Is there any particular reason

why you're tripping with no map?

Yes, and you know just who it is.

Dani Dupree.

No...

no matter what I do, it seems like my husband

can't keep his mind off his rusty, dusty ex.

That's why you want something more potent?

I worked too hard in setting up this con.

I can't let this plan just fall apart now.

Before Bill gets any closer to Dani,

I'm planning on making my bank account

ten million dollars plus fatter,

and Bill six feet under in the ground.

Now, that's mathing.

Yeah, coz, I really dig this new meeting spot.

I picked it because Joey doesn't have eyes

around here like he does at the casino.

Are you sure you want to do that?

I mean, you go around leaving your drinks

out in the open like that,

anything could happen. I'm just saying.

You and I both know

that you can't afford to get rid of me.

I'm the only connection to the secret sauce.

Not to mention,

none of your cons would ever work without me.

Yeah, you're the one pulling all the weight on this one.

Don't forget, I'm the brains behind this operation, coz.

Sure.

So then why don't you use that beautiful mind of yours

and figure out why your husband is so drawn to his ex-wife?

I mean, Dani Dupree is fine,

-but she is just so... -Unhinged?

Bill admitted that was part of the attraction.

I wish I knew that before

I started playing sweet and vulnerable.

I can do unhinged, too.

Nah, he didn't want more of the same.

Some men just like to switch it up a bit.

And besides, now that Dani is married,

she'll settle down and Bill will lose interest.

No, because Bill wants what he can't have.

He sees a happy Dani moving on with her life

and he wants to wreck it

so she's back to being a hot mess

and obsessing over him again.

Not much you can do if your husband

can't stay away from his ex.

Never sell me short.

I'll think of some way to keep them away from each other.

Guess she'll be here any minute.

Since Hayley's late from her play date,

You should have no problem stopping by

and saying hello to our daughters.

You won't be intruding.

Much.

Who did you sprint out of here to see?

I noticed your father out there,

so I told him to come over and say hello.

And I didn't sprint.

I don't see him.

Oh, no, no, he's out in reception waiting for someone.

-Oh, for Hay... -Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh!

Saying her name conjures her.

All right. How were your Thanksgiving celebrations?

Well, Jacob and I were here with the family for the main course,

and then we went to the Hawthornes' for dessert.

But, Mom, Gran outdid herself.

She ordered three kinds of turkey,

ham, Cornish hen, roast beef,

but that was nothing compared to Chelsea's extravaganza.

Chelsea. Sweetheart, how was your holiday?

Uh, nothing special.

But I would much rather hear

about the unbelievable event at your place, Mom.

Here. You can read about

Chelsea's delectable menu for yourself.

There's really no need.

Mashed rutabaga with dairy-free cheese sauce?

And don't forget the roast seitan and cashew butter.

Okay, fine, you carnivores.

Food can still be delicious without animal products.

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

If Madison's family comes to visit,

I will treat them to a six-course meal at Mita.

All right. Mom, you have left us hanging long enough.

What happened on Thanksgiving?

Well, I was in the kitchen getting my B. Smith on,

pot on every burner.

You were right. Unbelievable.

While I know you could

completely host The Dani Dupree Hour

and nail the fashion, food, and guests,

any cooking segment should be left to actual chefs.

Yeah, because you need to be kept away

from any kind of open flame.

-NAOMI: Yeah. -BILL: Preach.

So...

how many firefighters did it take

to put out the flames this time?

Derek.

Sorry, what?

Are you saying that Andre actually told you

that Ashley came running to him

after breaking off your engagement?

Ashley's the one that told me,

but only because I ran into Andre

and I could tell he was being cagey about something.

It took me a minute to pull the truth out of Ashley,

but she finally admitted

that she still has feelings for the guy.

Said she asked him if they still had a chance.

Wow.

Look, I'm sorry, man.

Wait a minute.

Andre's married to Naomi's mother,

so if anything happened between him and Ashley...

Nah, he turned her down.

But get this.

Andre told me that he hoped Ashley and I

still had a chance to work things out.

Okay, well, isn't that what you're hoping for?

It doesn't matter.

Ashley and me--

we're never gonna happen now.

Hi, Andre. It's nice to see you.

Hayley.

I'd love to stay and chat,

but I'm actually headed to the country club to meet Dani.

Oh, no need to rush.

I'm sure your wife and my husband are

keeping each other company.

Okay, we've already had this conversation about

"keep your spouse away from my spouse,"

and I don't have time for the remix.

Besides, Dani's having lunch right now

with Chelsea and Naomi,

so she probably doesn't even know Bill is there.

Hm, keep telling yourself that.

Okay, I'm sorry you're so insecure

in your relationship, but that's not me.

Dani and I just got back from our honeymoon.

It's ongoing, still, actually.

We're very happily married.

I just realized you're me ten months ago.

Just enjoying wedded bliss,

luxuriating in being married to the person you love,

but their ex keeps turning up

and dredging up ancient history and old ties.

-Dani and I are here to stay. -[laughs]

I said those exact same words to Dani

during one of her many rants about how Bill would

ultimately get bored of me

and go running back to her. You know, Dani

even described herself as a roller coaster on a skyscraper.

A ride that Bill can't resist.

Right, right.

Well, she is now a ride that is officially off limits

as far as I'm concerned with anybody other than me.

But if you feel that Bill's eye is wandering yet again,

maybe you should step your game up.

Oh, I have a plan, don't you worry.

But if you don't keep your eye on your own game

and keep Dani occupied and appreciated...

Mm-hmm.

...it'll all be for nothing.

Will the witness please answer the question?

Well, Counselor, was there smoke? Yes.

The incessant beeping of a smoke alarm? Also, yes.

Chinese food instead of Thanksgiving dinner?

Okay, yes. But firefighters? No.

I know what you're thinking.

It wasn't like that.

Like what?

Bill, don't you dare.

Oh, now you have to tell us. Dad, please.

Well, they called it

the fire of 47.

Your mother and I survived the inferno.

Okay, drama king. I will tell the story.

So we were early in our marriage,

and this model I used to work with, Pasha,

invited us to her destination wedding for her third marriage.

-Keeping it fresh. -Obviously.

There was a small incident.

Small?

The entire hotel almost burned to the ground.

It was all your fault.

Oh, I beg to differ.

Okay, hush. I'm telling this.

So, the wedding's in the woods.

The woods? Can you believe that?

I thought you said she was a model.

Pasha grew up in the forest or something like that.

So they had a tent for guests to stay in

after the ceremony was over.

And you know I don't do the great outdoors,

and especially not in bad weather. It was pouring rain.

-Oh, my God, your hair. -I know.

Your father and I ditched the tent

for a hotel we found nearby.

Turns out we were roughing it there, too,

because the electricity had gone out.

Did you not spring for a room with electricity?

-You must be doing it wrong. -Uh...

Are you saying I don't know how to work a light switch?

Not to worry,

Dani Hamilton to the rescue.

Luckily, part of the wedding swag were these

candles in little tins. Wilderness chic, I guess.

So we had some light, at least.

A genius. Oh.

And your father was so thankful

that I had snagged those candles,

he fell to his knees in gratitude and worshipped me.

How could I have ever doubted your brilliance?

I know. I ask myself that all the time.

BILL: Uh, wait, hold up.

That is not what happened.

That's what I remember.

Okay, look, let's just skip to the good part.

-I'm painting a picture. -Well, I'll paint it faster.

Your mother got the bright idea to make s'mores.

The only reason to go camping, as far as I'm concerned.

Where did you get the ingredients?

BILL: The reception had a s'mores station,

which your mother cleared out when we left.

I've never seen so many marshmallows

and chocolate bars and graham crackers in my life.

Dani saves the day again.

All of this is for us?

Yes.

DANI: That is not true.

-That's how I remember it. -They were prepackaged,

in-in plastic bags that fit perfectly

into my tiny designer purse.

It was a model wedding, after all.

Portion control.

Yeah, well, how many of those portions

did you shove into your tiny little designer purse?

DANI: I was toasting a marshmallow over a candle.

Your father was being his usual annoying self,

and I was not having it.

Hey, I'm working here.

And so am I.

Your foolishness distracted me,

and I left a marshmallow over a flame for too long.

So that's it?

The "Fire of 47"-- a candle and a tin?

Yeah, Dad, I think you used the word "inferno"?

Hold on, we're getting there.

The marshmallow caught fire.

I started waving it back and forth to put it out.

Right, and you looked like a beauty pageant contestant

twirling a flaming baton.

DANI: The marshmallow flew off the stick

and got stuck on a particularly tacky curtain

and up it went in flames.

Yep, and it set off the sprinkler system.

We looked like two drowned rats.

Speak for yourself. I still looked good.

That is how I remember it.

Well, it looks like we all could use another round.

Chelsea, will you help me with the drinks?

Uh, that's what servers are for, sweetheart.

And we certainly pay more than enough in membership fees

to be served in a timely fashion.

It'll probably be quicker if Naomi and I

just order from the bar. Excuse us.

The girls' great escape is probably what we

should have done back in that smoke-filled hotel room.

What were we thinking not hightailing it out of there?

Why would we ever cut and run?

We thought everything we needed was in that room.

Didn't Mom just tell us

how amazing her honeymoon with Andre was?

Now Mom and Dad are acting like...

They used to?

Before "she who shall remain nameless"

came in and blew everything apart.

I can't believe I didn't see Hay--

The red flashing warning signs

wearing stilettos and a miniskirt.

She fooled every single one of us.

You know, I wished for this.

You wanted Mom and Dad to get back together?

Well... kinda.

Maybe.

Okay, yeah.

And, like, was I so wrong?

No.

So you felt the same way?

Not really, but I get where you're coming from.

I guess my reaction had a lot to do with

who Dad cheated on Mom with,

and how betrayed I felt by the both of them.

Was that wrong?

Absolutely not.

It feels like years since the affair.

And the war zone our lives became afterwards.

But I guess it doesn't feel like that long ago

that I was hoping that Mom and Dad would

somehow work things out,

that we could go back to being the Hamiltons again.

But even before Hay... her...

things weren't idyllic.

True story, but seeing them get into it just now, it...

it brought back certain memories.

You know? The really good times. And you can't deny

that there were a ton of those.

Do you think...

[Dani and Bill laughing]

I don't know, would you want them

to get back together anyway?

I don't know.

We've all changed so much.

And some of us not so much.

You know, it's probably just

the story that they were telling,

the season of their lives that they were in.

You know, it just got me feeling some type of way,

and it felt like a double shot of nostalgia.

So, just ignore me.

Okay, for what it's worth,

I'm kind of hopped up on the same fix right now, too.

And that's okay?

Well, much like caffeine, it's doable in small doses.

-Okay. -Mm-hmm.

So, Dad, any interesting legal cases lately?

Yeah, Dad. Tell us all about them.

Did our daughters inherit

their complete lack of subtlety from you or from me?

-Definitely you. -Definitely you.

You keep talking in code as though we're running a play

to the 20-yard line.

But whatever you've got going on with Bill

and what I have going on with Dani,

they're not even in the same league.

Not even in whatever multiverse you inhabit.

We have more in common than you think.

Plus, we're connected.

After all, we're family. Stepparents unite.

Wow.

So you and me.

There's no "we."

Your issue is with your husband.

That's all your problem.

For someone whose job is to shine a spotlight

on what's staring him dead in the face,

Andre, you're pretty damn blind.

Trust me, I see everyone in this convoluted equation

for exactly who they are.

How about we agree to disagree?

You know, for the record,

Dani has never felt more appreciated than she is now.

You know, there's that saying: "the camera doesn't lie."

So, since your vision is clearly cloudy,

why don't you do what you do best?

Next time Bill and Dani are yukking it up

or fighting like cats and dogs-- doesn't matter which--

why don't you take a mental pic?

I guarantee, with your mind's eye,

you'll spot exactly what I see, plain as day.

Huh.

We're done here.

Oh. See? There's a "we" after all.

All that grief Ash gave me

for lying to her about being paralyzed,

and it turns out, the whole time,

she was lying, too.

I want to hate her.

This would all be so much easier

if I could just hate her.

-But you don't. -Finding out about her

calling Andre like that-- that does change things.

For instance, I certainly won't be feeling guilty

for hooking up with somebody

if that opportunity comes around again.

Again?

Did you hit it and quit it with somebody already?

-It wasn't like that. -Okay, I didn't think so.

She came on to me.

You hooked up with her?

It wasn't hooking up. Not really.

Sheryl came over to Ashley's to help me

-move some stuff out. -Yeah.

And she started flirting with me, and,

things started leading in a certain direction,

-And... -Okay.

We kissed.

It could have gone further, but...

I put on the brakes.

All I could think about was Ashley.

Probably because you were getting busy

with another woman in Ashley's apartment.

Okay, I-I know that wasn't cool,

but I'll just add it to

the long list of mistakes I've made.

One of the more fun mistakes, though.

So, Sheryl.

You interested?

I'm...

I'm not quite ready for that, but...

it does feel good knowing that I have options.

Just be careful.

Getting involved with a coworker can get dangerous.

We're hardly coworkers at this point.

I got a long way to go

before I'm cleared to return to the job.

Listen, man, I know how much being a firefighter means to you

and that should be your focus right now,

not looking for Ashley's replacement.

Once you get back to where you need to be,

there will be plenty of times for more...

fun mistakes.

I really did love Derek.

But I knew I didn't want to build a life with him.

I only proposed because...

I didn't want him to face being paralyzed alone.

As much as you live to take care of people,

taking care of patients all day,

then coming home to a man you didn't love,

something would have broken sooner or later.

But I did love Derek.

Why didn't you come clean with Derek about

not wanting to get married?

You could have been there for him as a friend.

There was just never a good time to break his heart,

let alone in a way that wouldn't make me look like a total jerk,

which I am.

No, what you are is human.

Baby, you can't let what other people think

define who you are.

Be true to yourself and you'll never go wrong.

Are you good?

Yeah.

-Yeah? -I'm good.

Yes, you are.

'Cause we are what?

-Morgan girls for... -Morgan girls for...

-ever! -ever.

I bought you guys another round.

Thanks. Jacob Hawthorne.

Son of the chief, right?

I've heard about you, Detective.

Looking forward to facing off on the softball field

when we play the annual firefighter-cop charity game.

Okay. Be careful what you wish for.

My RBI record is outstanding.

That's because you've never faced me on the pitcher's mound.

My changeup is legendary.

-Okay. -Tell him, Baldwin.

Yeah, Sheryl's...

She's great. I-- I-I mean, as...

First day with the new lips, I see.

Clearly they need some practice.

Okay, I understand why you couldn't wait to get her

in Ashley's apartment. That woman is fire.

All right, come on, really? That was a good one.

"The firefighter is fire?" Come on.

Sorry, I just...

Softball game's another thing I'm missing out on.

Going out on calls, helping people,

even sitting around the table at the firehouse,

sharing a meal, swapping stories.

Those guys are more than just my coworkers, they're...

they're my family.

Yeah, it's like that on the force, too.

Right?

We got each other's backs when things get tough, and...

God, I've just been away from it for far too long,

and I just...

I-I didn't even know

who that probie was they were talking about.

Training noobs was always my job.

Not anymore.

I'm an outsider in my own house now.

Why did you guys call it the fire of 47?

It was our room number.

Yeah, until the manager asked us to leave.

First time I've ever been kicked out of a hotel.

Me, I've lost count.

Young model, parties, alcohol, you figure it out.

You know, the fire doesn't seem as horrifying

as the idea of you two in flannel.

Hey there.

Finally, my husband.

ANDRE: Yeah, I'm sorry I came so late.

I didn't know that Bill was gonna be

joining us for dessert.

I'm not. I'm waiting on Hayley,

who apparently is running late as well.

Well, hopefully she doesn't have you waiting long.

I'm pretty sure you two have someplace you need to be.

-NAOMI: And here she is. -That conjure thing is true.

You better get over there, Bill.

Wouldn't want your bride to feel neglected.

-Mm. -ANDRE: I know how much my wife

hates when people don't appreciate her,

and I would never make that mistake.

Come here.

It looked to me like they wanted to include you tonight,

but you were the one who wanted to keep your distance.

I don't know.

Well, I do know,

and I'm gonna fix it.

What are you doing?

We're having a drink with your family.

Come on, get a wheel on.

-What's up, y'all? -Yeah.

-Any room at the table? -Sure is.

Good, because the next round's on Derek.

Ooh.

-The same thing for everybody? -Yes, please.

Cool.

Um, you can sit here.

Oh, great.

Never thought I'd sit the day Baldwin

would buy anybody a beer.

Hey, come on, now. I buy drinks from time to time.

Near beer doesn't count, bro.

Even Pooneil wouldn't drink near beer.

Oh, God, we're bringing up Pooneil the cat now?

We're back to that ancient history?

Well, in current history, it looks like you're

hanging with a cop instead of your fellow firefighters.

That's right-- firefighters bring the heat,

cops bring the tickets.

JACOB: Hey. I can hear you.

Hey, give my buddy a break,

all right? And I'm here now, aren't I?

You surely are.

JACOB: Yeah, here we go, here we go.

Yes, this is mine.

Yeah, let me in on that.

You good, bro?

-I'm great. -Cheers, guys.

I feel like I have emotional whiplash.

Mom and Dad continue to be...

Hella weird.

And all the sparks that were flying between them--

I thought that they were going to start the fire of 2025.

And then once Andre and Hayley walked in?

Not a good look.

And I talked to Dad about keeping his distance from Mom,

but nothing I say seems to sink in.

Isn't there, like, a legal maneuver

that you can use to keep them apart?

If there were, don't you think I would've used it by now?

Okay, well, maybe

we're just too close to the situation, right?

Maybe we're seeing something that isn't actually there.

Okay, maybe Mom invited Dad to join us

because she thought we'd really like to see him.

Okay, I'm not even buying what I'm selling.

I'm telling you, Chelsea.

We both saw her eyes light up

when she spotted him across the room,

and the way she headed straight toward him

like a heat-seeking missile...

Very bad. Very bad.

Because these incidents,

they're not one-offs, okay?

there's something that keeps drawing her

back to Dad, even now.

It's like she has Bill-dar.

You know, I love Mom, I do,

but sometimes she needs to be saved from herself.

Preach.

And especially because I know she's happy with Andre.

Like, really happy. But what can you do?

I can't believe I'm gonna say this, but...

maybe Hayley can figure out something

to keep Dad away from her.

And let's hope it's something permanent,

for everyone's sake.

So, did you have a good time at the show?

Yeah, some really, uh, intriguing 3-D effects

that I would like to experiment with in my own work.

Oh, and I spoke with some buyers.

Yeah, just like you suggested.

Good, good. Oh. Wait a minute.

Look over at Bill's table.

Oh, it's too bad the girls had to leave.

They will hate to have missed this.

Oh.

What... Did you order something special for me?

The waiter put it down. I thought you ordered it

on your way from the men's room.

Huh.

Oh.

I want to hear the story behind that poor little marshmallow.

But first, I want a kiss.

Baby.

So that's why the marshmallow.

Oh.

I guess you had to be there.

Are you okay?

You seemed tense when you came in...

and saw Bill with us.

And now you seem even more tense after hearing a story

about something silly that happened years ago.

Care to tell me why?

Yeah.

Maybe it's because I don't think it's funny

that Bill is inserting himself back into your life

or that you're playing right into his hands

by sending him reminders of

something that happened years ago.

Sometimes a marshmallow is just a marshmallow.

Dani. And sometimes it's way more than that,

and we both know it.

You're right.

That marshmallow does represent my relationship with Bill.

-Thank you. -It's messy,

scorched, sticky.

And nobody wants it, especially me.

What I want

is what's right in front of me.

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