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Dad, Pop, I need a new tux,
like now.

You've outgrown yours
since the fall fundraiser?

You haven't noticed
your boy getting all swole?

-All muscle.
-Where?

You don't want your kid looking
all kind of dorky, do you?

Explain the need for speed
for a penguin suit.

-Well...
-Me, me, me. Okay?

Um, remember when
me deciding to become a deb

was like bowing down
to the patriarchy

and somehow betraying our
own people in one white dress?

Well, Captain Hypocrite Bro
is gonna be

Jessica's arm candy when she
debuts with me in the spring.

It's nice of you
to finally show up, Marcel.

A man has to eat. I ate.
Don't kill my mood.

You missed the briefing
for the DMV's new database.

The whole department
barely touched

their doughnuts and coffee.

We actually care about
bringing crime down.

Well, I don't need
a program to tell me

that perps switch territories
on the regular.

Cops been swapping notes
across precincts since forever.

And showing up early?

Waste of time

since my geeked-out
ex-partner's

busy out-Urkel-ing the room

for his old man.

I'm observing.

Like how I noticed
you're wearing a shirt

that cost more than
your weekly take-home.

And what the hell?
Is that blood on your collar?

No, no blood was shed.

Walking through here
with an extra pep in your step,

that smile on your face.

No, that's lipstick.

Wait, you traded
a mandatory meeting

for a hookup with that
"it's still an open case"

psycho Leslie Thomas?

Carlton? For me?

It's for me.

But I'm supposed to unwrap it?

Well, I get to watch.

Theater tickets.

Look closer.

"A Midwinter Night's
Dream Date."

I'm a little behind
on my Broadway,

but I can't say
that I've heard of this one.

The night of WinterFest,
you ended up with my understudy.

This is about Kial.

You see, the first time
that I saw
Hamilton,

there was a sub for Lin-Manuel,
and it was great.

But... when I saw it
with the original cast,

there is nothing that compares

to the magic of the right people
on stage together.

I would like to show you
what it's like

to spend the night
with a real leading man.

Hey, Shanice.

Uh, if you're
looking for Ashley,

she's downstairs
doing the Lord's work

because the flu took down
two of our ER's finest.

That sounds like
my selfless best friend,

but I'm actually
not here for her.

Everything all right?

Hey, Mrs. Hawthorne.

-Hey.
-How's everyone holding up?

You know, like Duprees.

Anita's not scheduled
for chemo today, is she?

No, she's home, but I'm...

I'm actually glad
I ran into you.

Do you have a minute?

I've got some time
before my next appointment.

Why? What's up?

Uh, just questions, uh,
about my mom and the BRCA gene.

I'm not an oncologist,
but I can get you started.

Why don't we sit?

Okay.

I manifested you.

I was just thinking about you,
and boom, you called.

Well, I hope you still feel
that way when you hear the news.

Won't be the first or last
canceled dinner plan.

Who's canceling? I'm-I'm
looking forward to our dinner.

Oh. And dessert.
Don't forget about dessert.

Never that.

Then why the gloom tone?

Uh, Obelisk is closed
for a private party.

I mean, with all that money
you spent at that auction,

you would think they would move
that private party for you.

I already had
my mouth and heart set

on the famous ricotta gnocchi.

Can you set your sights on
something equally scrumptious?

Oh. Do tell.

The club has the best steak
in the DMV.

You mean Fairmont Crest?

Of course
I meant Fairmont Crest.

Don't ask me
to tell the difference

between a fish fork
and a fruit fork.

And it's not
just any country club.

It is the-the bedrock
of the Dupree dynasty.

Your ex and her family
built their legacy

on the very sacred soil.

You make it sound like Camelot.

But take it from someone
who lived in the castle,

the Duprees are
just like you and me,

no better than anyone.

Well, if Nicole is a real girl,
then I'm cooked,

because I don't know any woman

who wants to
watch her ex high-step

on her home turf
with a new woman.

Nicole didn't get the club
in the divorce.

She's dating again,

and I'm dating again,
and I can bring

whoever I want as a guest.

And I want to bring you,

because I like you, a lot.

And if you're not welcome there,

then my membership isn't worth
the card it was printed on.

That's chivalrous as hell.

But the Duprees may be fine with
you still being in the club,

but bringing a plus-one
who's Nicole's coworker?

You let me worry
about the reception.

I don't care if you fill
all the glasses with water

and play death metal
for all I care.

Hey, baby.

Uh, Shanice, Kat just walked in.

Dad, don't baby me.

Please explain why you invited
my half sister's trifling behind

all up into my business.

I'm sorry you're upset,

but when I found out
my baby girl

wasn't genetically predisposed
to cancer,

I wanted to scream it
from the mountaintops.

And yes,
share it with your sister.

You can burst with happiness
with literally anyone else--

the mailman, a waitress,

your friend
from the fourth grade--

but the one person
in the whole world

you absolutely
cannot burst with is Eva.

You may not like each other,

but one day
you may need each other.

For what?

Even if I needed an organ
from your spare heir,

I'd refuse.

That's how little I want to do
with my half sister.

You get points
for effort and imagination.

I believe in the grand gesture
during times like these.

And what times are those?

When I need to erase the memory
of a night with Kial

from your oh-so-beautiful mind.

Dr. Fitzgerald,
if I didn't know any better,

I would say
that you were jealous.

What has that phone
ever done to you?

Yeah, I'm so not intere--

Oh, hi.

You're Nicole's friend,
from WinterFest.

Vanessa, and you're
the orthopedic surgeon.

Yes, Kial.

Everything okay?

Just got ghosted by a potential
business lead, again.

Is that typical?

In my line of work,
more than you know.

I'm a little embarrassed
you're seeing me

in such a state, though.

Guess I make a bad
first and second impression.

What do you mean?

I was a bit...
out of sorts at WinterFest.

It's very unlike me
to be that distracted,

especially when there's...

so much to see.

It happens to the best of us.

But anyway,
third time's the charm.

I sincerely hope business
picks up for you, Vanessa.

Care to put your money
where your mouth is?

♪Maybe it's time to dance ♪

♪Maybe it's time
to dance. ♪

I see you like to push
the boundaries around here,

but sleeping with
that particular crazy perp...

Alleged.

You never proved her
anything but innocent.

And I'm gonna need you
to start putting

some respect on Leslie's name
from now on.

Oh, I'll respect
the hell out of her,

like any active threat.

Allegedly.

And why are you losing sleep
over who I'm sleeping with?

Maybe if you got something
from that fine Dupree woman,

you wouldn't be
so damn wound up.

Are you sure
you don't want some privacy?

This is fine.

We can talk in your office
or Northwest Stadium,

I'd still test positive
for the BRCA gene.

I don't know what's worse,
you tearing down the legacy

in the first place
or this convenient reversal.

Your pop and I are
just surprised.

I thought you'd be glad
that I'm on board

with the Dupree tradition.

We just want to make sure
that you're making up your mind

and not having it made up
for you by your girlfriend.

I'm doing what I want.

I just happen
to agree with Jessica.

Yeah, right.

Seriously, nothing has changed.

We're not here for the corny,
elitist customs.

Then why participate?

It's a family thing, right?

And you need to remember that,
Tyrell.

If you commit to this,

you treat the event
with respect.

No protesting the cotillion
at the cotillion.

Or at the rehearsals either.

I wouldn't do that.

You evaded the question.

Why go if you and Jessica
are both still encamped?

It's complicated.

Parental pressure
beats out principles.

Thanks, Deb-zilla.

Of course.

Jessica's parents
are making her go.

Her dad pointed out

the cotillion's bigger
than one night,

and the community hookup
is for life.

- And the work...
- Oh, my God.

She already put it
on her UCLA application,

and her dad says that
it'll look bad if she bails.

And there it is.

You taught us to use
the tools at our disposal

to work within the system.

Yes, and like your dad said,

if you're in,
you have to represent.

And when you suit up, you're
putting on the family crest.

I won't shame the family
by bowing wrong.

You better not.
I've got this season on lock.

Being a deb is more than
just dressing up and dancing.

Yeah. Yeah. Family history's...

Is the first step in my history.

No one's gonna ruin it for me,

especially not my lovesick bro

and his anti-cotillion
girlfriend.

You're making too much of this.

I didn't share with her
your diary and...

You told an outsider all...

I told your sister
a joyous fact,

that you don't carry the gene
that makes cancer more likely.

I'm gonna say this slow in hopes
that you finally hear me.

She's your spawn.
She's not my sister.

She's as much
a genetic aberration

as that gene that's got
our whole family in its grip.

My baby girl don't mean that.

The hell I don't.

You just equated your sister
with cancer.

Cancer creeps in,
makes itself at home,

and turns your body against you.

Replace "body" with "family"
and you've got Eva.

The temper tantrums
aren't cute anymore.

Cheating on my mother
wasn't cute either.

But you slept
with a devious psychotic bitch

and expect somehow to get
another well-bred princess...

We have come to the end
of apology season.

Have I ever been anything less
than a good father to you?

A good father
with a big old secret.

I have tried reason.

I have tried owning my wrongs...

...for all the hurt
that I've caused,

but I cannot lower my head
for the rest of my life.

I am human.
Humans make mistakes.

And, yes, fathers do.

Now, you say you're grown,
then act like it.

You have experienced love
and heartbreak

and all the joy now.

What happened with Tomas
is not the same.

No, it's not,
and I can't take it back.

And because of Eva,
I don't want to.

Dana was a mistake.
Eva never was.

She's a gift.

Just like you, just like Martin.

You'll never know
how much I love you.

I would tear out my own heart
to spare your pain.

And I would do the same for Eva.

You couldn't have said
anything more hurtful to me.

Eva,

Kat and Martin, same?

You love her the same

when you've known me
my whole life

and you've known her
for a minute?

-Kat...
-Like her if you want,

be responsible for her
if you have to.

But those feelings, that love,

that's Martin's and mine,
not hers.

Love is not some finite thing.

I have love for all my children.

I can't just
choose one over the other.

And I can't even look at you.

Well, baby girl...

...that makes two of us.

I don't love the idea
of Kial holding your hand

-on a snowy carriage ride.
-I didn't mean to blindside you.

You don't owe me an explanation,

but I have waited too long

to throw the opportunity
of us away.

Doc Travels-a-Lot's
not cutting in line.

You do realize
I am not a concession stand?

There isn't a line
leading to my heart.

Noted.

It was a huge step for me

to dip my toe back
into the dating waters.

But you jumped in,
and the water is just fine.

And you have made it more
than just fine, Carlton.

But this isn't
just about dating.

It's about me owning my life
and exploring what works for me.

And that doesn't automatically
equal monogamy.

So part of that work is
going out with other men,

namely Kial.

Vanessa McBride Realty.

It's got a nice ring to it.

-Any relation
to Dr. Douglas McBride?
-He's...

Uh, Doug was my husband.

-I'm sorry.
-Thank you.

I didn't work with him
personally,

but I hear he was
highly respected in his field.

Always nice to hear.

But being reminded--
how that feels

doesn't always depend
on the day, does it?

Or even in the moment.

You're a widower?

Dr. McBride's number popped up
on my phone quite a bit

when I was kind of
looking for answers of my own.

I lost my wife
to a heart attack.

I'm so sorry.

Strange club we're in.

So, do you, uh,
want to sell me a house?

I might have
my work cut out for me

since I hear
you're a bit of a medical nomad.

Uh, you can say that, I guess.

Well, how's the DMV
been treating you?

Well, I have managed
to find one or two

very unexpected surprises
along the way.

I hope they've been
positive experiences.

No complaints on my end.

Then why not
put down some roots?

Stay a while, even if
it's just a short-term rental.

Can't quite gauge
your level of commitment.

Well, when I do, let's just say

you'll be one of the first
to know.

Take care.

This is a lot to process.

Usually,
the more information I have,

the more empowered I feel.

And I have all the steps
that Gran's taking to beat this,

but the steps for Mom and me
just seem more nebulous.

And I-I-I can't seem
to wrap my head around it.

It...

Sorry.
I'm not usually like this.

It's good to arm yourself
with information,

but it's just as important
to give yourself

some space to feel.

Can we start
with the facts first

and then work our way
from there?

-Of course.
-Okay.

As I told your mother...

The gene raises the risks,

but doesn't mean
I'm destined to get cancer.

Yeah.

However, we--

I have to be vigilant.

-Exactly.
-Okay.

I am going to refer you to
an excellent genetics counselor.

Okay.

Um, there are two names here.

The second is your social worker

who can talk to you
about your support options.

-I don't know if...
-With news like this,

talking to someone
outside the situation

can be really grounding.

I just got out of the bad place.

The lies, the distrust,
the sadness.

I need us to be different.

-Something...
-Honest?

I wouldn't have you
any other way.

And I get why
you might need to see

what or who else is out there.

That is incredibly enlightened.

So lay it on me.

You feeling Kial?

I can handle it.

It was refreshing
going out with somebody

who wasn't there
for all the heartbreak.

A clean slate.

And, yes,
he's easy on the eyes and funny,

and there was
a spark of chemistry.

Well, that was honest.

So honest.

I don't like it.

But I get it.

And I'm no slouch
when it comes to competition.

-I didn't finish.
-Oh.

There was something
there with him,

but he is not you.

There's a connection with you.

You had me going there.

Kial does have that little salt
and pepper thing going, though.

Well, I do have some attributes
that you haven't seen yet.

-Tell me about 'em.
-Mm. I'm more show than tell.

Oh, is that
that play I was promised?

Oh, it's happening.

I know he's
no longer your problem,

but I'm gonna need you
to tell your ex

he's not allowed to talk to me
like he just did.

Hi, Carlton. My bad.

You should really think
about locking your door

when you have company.

All of these years,

and nobody ever
taught you to knock?

Oh, wait, I taught you,
so there's no excuse.

-Nice to see you, Kat.
-Same.

Why don't we pick up
where we left off at dinner?

Should I bring my tickets?

Absolutely.

Bye, Kat.

You guys are sweet.

Weird but sweet.

And progressing?

Oh, what did your dad do
this time

that got you in a twist?

Dad is taking Eva's side

while the whole family is
going through the big C.

He's right.

You haven't even heard
what happened.

I don't need to,
my shining girl.

You have to stop holding on
to all of this resentment.

It's eating away at you
and changing who you are.

I'm not gonna let anyone
dim your light, not even you.

Maybe we should stay
in the bubble,

and the club is definitely
not in the bubble.

The bubble?

Places where no one knows
we're seeing each other

and we can just get to know
and enjoy each other.

Mm. Are you thinking of,
uh, making me

your dirty little secret?

No, I wouldn't say little.

Hell, I'm not doing that again.

I got the T-shirt,
the battle scars

and the daughter to show for it.

You should never be
in the bubble, Shanice.

I will never do that again.

I want to show you off
to everyone,

everywhere,
including Fairmont Crest.

How could I complain
about that? Okay.

There's just something
I need to do first.

What's that?

Tell Nicole.

I don't need
to give Nicole a heads-up.

I need to give her the respect
to tell her face-to-face.

Woman to woman.
Friend to friend.

Girl code. Got it.

Yeah, I just don't want us
to end up...

Fighting over me
in the nurses' station?

That's your gig.

You realize
it's nearly impossible

not to be charmed by you.

I will never get used to you
saying things like that.

Well, that's what you get
for being you.

All righty then.

-Till tonight.
-Till tonight.

What'd you get on that tip?

What tip?

It's funny what you miss

when you're getting busy
with the town pariah.

I got a lead
that's about to break big.

Nice of you to humor your kid
and his guppy leads.

Nah, no joke. Jacob may have
delivered a chance

for us to knock down
an organized crime ring

that cropped up here.

I didn't see that plot twist,
did you?

Tyrell falling into formation
for the cotillion?

Hmm?

Oh, yeah, yeah. Who knows?
He might end up liking it.

Life's full of surprises.

Like whatever has you riveted?

Just playing around
with a new story idea.

Hmm.
Another human interest piece?

Tell me whatever human
you're interested in

isn't as dangerous
as the last one.

It's just another puff piece.

Giving my reluctant blessing
to have Eva in his life

is as far as I go.

He doesn't get to give
that clear and present danger

any ammunition against me.

You think he broke a confidence,
and perhaps he did.

Perhaps?

You don't have the gene, Kat.

That's tantamount
to your father telling Eva

you don't have the flu.

Let it go.

How come she gets to be
a sensitive gangster,

but I'm a spoiled Kat?

Because Eva is living her life,

fitting in at work
with Martin's family.

She seems to have something
going with Izaiah Hawthorne.

She's not thinking about you.

-But...
-And you have Tomas,
your business,

and the love of your family.

Instead of basking in
all of that,

you're allowing your ill will
to take its toll.

What's that doing to your body,
mind and soul?

I take very good care
of myself, Mom.

I am not talking about big cup
smoothies and Instagram mantras.

-Mom...
-Looking at your grandmother,

it's reminding me of
how precious our time is.

I don't even know
how to stop hating her.

Something you've never had
a problem with is try.

Try, Kat.

I didn't get
your forgiveness gene.

I got Aunt Dani's
scorched-earth,

shoot-up-the-country-club-
in-revenge gene.

If you keep excusing it
instead of facing it,

your grudge against
your half sister will be with us

until the Second Coming.

Or Eva's inevitable
self-inflicted downfall.

Mm-hmm.

Whichever comes first.

Partner.

Hey.

I just looked at the follow-up
to your jaw reduction.

-You, sir, are an artist.
-Hmm.

I can say the same
about Ms. Murrow's mini lift.

All that genius fueled
by our mutual muse,

Orphey Gene's coffee.

-Ah.
-Best in town.

It's the stuff.

So, this is
what it comes to, huh?

Yeah.

New normal--
us waxing on about coffee.

After how many years
of friendship?

More years than I was married.

But did you really think we were
gonna slip back into IPA nights

when I was giving you advice
about some woman you were dating

when, uh-- oh, yeah--

that woman is my ex-wife.

I'm being an ass, aren't I?

Well, you know,

you sat here and I didn't feel
the urge to punch you.

Progress.

We're hunting vampires?

A bona fide black market
plasma ring in the DMV.

Not a black market,
a red market.

I can't wait until we get to...

Interrogation
with the Vampire.

Listen, blood products are
the currency.

It may as well be liquid gold.

There's money in plasma,
big money.

It's a billion-dollar industry.

That's right,
and as much as I would like

to help you stake
these bloodthirsty bastards,

I'm taking a pass.

Clearing that mountain
on my desk

is my way of moving our numbers.

You never pass
on a spotlight assignment.

- This could be a huge win, Pops.
- I know.

I couldn't go under again

unless Doc Richardson
gave me a new face.

I could give you
a few names that...

they would be
half as good as me,

but at least
they'd get the job done.

The chief already has
the right man for the job.

Me.

It's not my place to tell you
who to share this with, Naomi.

-I appreciate that.
-But...

there may be a benefit
to sharing your results

and facing this
together as a family.

I need my gran
to use her strength to fight,

okay, not be a rock for me.

What about your mother?

I don't have the bandwidth to be
a mom to my mom right now.

And your husband?

Our marriage just got
through a little quake, and...

I don't want
to shake things up again.

I'm sure Jacob will be amazing,
but I just need more time.

Understood,
but don't take too long

and know that
you are not alone in this.

Yeah, I-I know,
and I appreciate you.

-What a pleasant surprise.
-Oh, hi.

What did you two just have
your heads together about?

It's okay, Naomi,
you can tell her.

We ran into each other,

and I just had to pick
her brain about a case.

-A case?
-Uh, legal advice for a friend.

-Thank you again.
-I should thank you.

I will do research
on the specifics

and call you to follow up.

- That would be helpful.
- Oh, Nicole,

it's so good to see you,
but I'm meeting up

with Mom and Gran,
so I got to go.

Me, too. Patient appointments.

Ah, that makes two of us.

-Bye.
-Bye, sweetie.

Hey, Nicole.
Do you have a spare minute?

For you, always.

Oh, hold that thought.

Dr. Dupree.

Yeah, I'll be right there.

Uh, there is an emergency
in the ER, possible self-harm.

Oh, we don't want to see anyone
hurt when it can be helped.

Go.

It can wait.

I'm gonna head out.

You have plans?

I actually have a date.

Wow, you're really moving on.

-Yeah.
-So, at least the competition
is down to one man for Nicole.

Too soon.

Oh, you heard about Nicole
and Kial Rollins

-at WinterFest.
-Mm-hmm.

You know him?

Eh. Seems like a good guy.

Met him at
the Orthoplastics conference

in New York a few years back.

But Nicole did seem like

she was having a good time
at WinterFest.

I'm being an ass again,
aren't I?

Eh, don't sweat it.

Watching my partner make a play
for my ex is one thing.

Watching him get
blocked by a guy

who spells his name K-I-A-L
is another.

-Good luck with that.
-Yeah.

I was in the neighborhood.

Always an open door, little sis.

Smitty's in the office,
working on a new story,

and the kids are upstairs
and not fighting.

Oh. That's good.

What's wrong?
It's giving Eva face.

Dad told Eva about me
being mutant gene-free.

I talked to Mom,
and she backed Dad up.

So you're mad at Dad
for sharing your business?

Exactly.

I know,
I'm exhausted with myself.

Same conversation,
different day, same advice.

What?

I just don't see the harm
in her knowing the facts.

How is it that
no one will deliver me from Eva?

You used to love that film.

-And Gabrielle Union,
she was great.
-Mm-hmm.

Hey, maybe we should watch it
with our Eva.

I mean, you guys can bond
over something other than Tomas.

Oh, my brother thinks
he's Kevin Hart now.

Hi, Kat.
When did you get here?

-Just what I needed
to brighten up my life.
-Moi?

Mm-hmm.

Be demure but not self-effacing.

-Lesson number one.
-Huh?

For your societal debut.

That's why I'm here.
Who wants deb lessons?

You can't hand this off
to a rookie.

Only from your vantage point,
old man.

I mean, undercover work means

you got to hide away
parts of yourself.

The part that wants
to please Daddy,

the part that loves
that pretty wife of yours.

Careful.

But Marcel isn't completely
off base, son.

This is the deep end.

How am I supposed
to get better at it

if I keep getting passed over?

You might as well measure him
for a body bag

if you're gonna throw him
into the vampire's crypt.

Look, you only know about
this case because of me,

and my informant may be
our most seamless way in.

That's got to count
for something, right?

You know it does.

Then give me my shot at taking
these sons of bitches down.

You going for experience
or Boy Blunder here?

It's Jacob's.

It's your funeral, kid.

Thanks for believing
in me, Pops.

Don't get cocky with this.

You're not punching the clock,
you're on the job 24-7.

-Yes, sir.
-You have to take on an alias,

pull away from family,
friends, your whole life.

Understand
what you're stepping into

and what it may cost you.

I want you to have options
for your dress.

People love options.

Just like people like
having an extra daughter.

This is all super sweet,

but you're still stuck
in bad sis zone.

Well... one of these dresses
will fix me.

I can't imagine what it's like
having a surprise sister.

But the whole
letting your parents down

and sibling drama,

I could run a whole channel
on that.

You clown about the squabbles,

but you and Tyrell are
closer than close,

and you have never
disappointed your dads.

What about Nathan?

So unnecessary.

Anyways, when our dads
first brought us home,

if we were mad or sad,
we would
Freaky Friday
it.

-Like the movie?
-Yeah.

Any time
the anger got too intense,

we would have to imagine
switching places

with the person
that we were mad at.

Oh, I'm not
switching places with Eva.

Then try someone who doesn't
hate Eva, like Grandma.

Try the person on like a dress.

What would it be like to look
at Eva from their point of view?

What would it be like
to not hate her?

And then eventually,
what would it be like to be her?

I know a little bit about
forgiving someone in your family

who screwed up and hurt you,
and that worked for me.

Samantha, your mom had issues.

Eva made choices.

Forgiving June--

it gave her back to me,
and it gave me back to me

because I wasn't so angry
anymore.

Just saying.

Samantha...

Oh.

I'm sorry, I have to take this.

Coats are checked.
Our table will be ready soon.

It hits different
being here for dinner.

And with you.

"Hits different,"
as in you want to escape or...?

Like, I just,
I just want to take it all in.

I just wish I had a chance
to speak to Nicole first.

Hmm. You see Nicole anywhere?

Nope.
It's just you and me.

Yeah, in a room
full of strangers

who are gonna judge me.

You know what? But let's just
get back to the me and you part.

Mm. I don't care what fork
you use or what they think.

I care what you think.

I care about you in this dress.

And when we sit down,
I only want to hear you

and your stories
and your laugh.

Because it hits different
for me, too.

Me being here with you.

If I forget to say it later,

I had a really good time
tonight.

I don't know
why I just said that.

I heard it in a movie once.

-I'm nervous.
-You're beautiful.

And I had a really good time
tonight, too.

Ted?

Anastasia.

Well, there was talk
that you would find your way

back to Nicole,
but it looks like you traded in

your thoroughbred Dupree heiress
for an untamed mustang.

I'm sorry, did
Antiques Roadshow
just compare me

-to a wild horse?
-Mm.

It's a metaphor, one of
the various figures of speech.

Oh, well, if I'm a horse,
I am a golden showstopper

built for the center ring
at the Madison Square Garden.

You, on the other hand,
are one of those old,

ornery, overbred fillies that
no one wants to ride anymore.

Or should I say nag?

Those are the-the really
old ones, right?

But you're the wordsmith.
I wouldn't want to get it wrong.

First that Leslie woman
and now this?

Why, I never.

And you never will,
you keep acting like that.

I don't think
I've ever seen anyone

chase Anastasia away,
except Dani.

Maybe you were right before.

Maybe the country club set's
just like the hospital.

Or maybe Shanice can handle
herself in any room, hmm?

Ah, our table's waiting.
You ready to get your eat on?

-I thought you'd never ask.
-Mm. Shall we?

This is beautiful.

Nicole. Carlton.

Long time no see.

Uh, we accidentally
met for coffee.

And now here.

Great minds.

When you stopped me
at the hospital,

this is what you wanted
to talk to me about.

I didn't want you
to find out this way,

but here we are.

Ted and I are seeing each other.

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