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[clears throat]

Bill.

Oh, you are spoiling me rotten.

Yeah. You recognize these?

Yes. You recreated my bouquet.

Yeah. But we're counting down
to our anniversary.

And to some of Fairmont Crest's
finest out of some paper

because they bet against us
making it a year.

Yeah.
You think there's still a pool?

Yeah, but you're
defying the odds

with this
"just because" bouquet.

And that smile
right there is my reason.

You know, these almost
make up for you leaving

without my morning kiss.

Well, I actually
did give you a kiss,

but Sleeping Beauty
didn't wake up.

Well, there's nothing like
being back in our bed, babe.

And knowing that
that guy who mugged you

will be doing his sleeping
behind bars.

I'm just glad
the cops got to him

before Joey's guys did.

I don't want any violence
done in my name.

You know, I don't even
want to think about

what Joey's idea
of payback is either.

Yeah.
It might have been worth it

for just a few minutes alone

with that guy
in his cell, though.

That's not justice.
That's revenge.

What, are you
worried about my soul?

And your law license.

You could get disbarred, babe.

Come on.

Well, look at you,
bullying for me.

You know it's supposed
to be the other way around.

Anyone who lays a hand
on my hubby

will have to come through me.

Then get him out
and bring him here.

And keep him
away from the reporters.

I'll be asking our new friend
the questions.

♪ ♪

I didn't know it was possible
to run past beautiful

and go all the way to goddess.

-You have to say that.
-No, I don't.

But I tell no lies.

Samantha's busy
absorbing compliments,

and I missed you.

There's a remedy for that.

-Yeah?
-Come here.

I'm at Uptown.

Now?

After I meet with this client.

It's a date.

They're all so beautiful.

-How are we going to pick?
-You have to stop.

Samantha's better
with every shoot.

But we have to
square away this question

so we can answer a bigger one.

Who's the lucky guy

that gets to be
your cotillion escort?

Is it time for me
to break out my auntie network?

Mm-mmm.
It's being handled

right this second.

-So glad you could come down.
-Anytime, Mom.

Usually you're the one
who's keeping me away because

-you want me to study.
-And socialize.

I'm hanging out with my boys.

You sure everything's okay?

This isn't that kind of visit.

No running mascara,

no evidence of me devolving
into a puddle of any kind.

But if that changes, I'm here.

There's one tiny thing
you could do for your mom.

So, Mrs. McBride is gonna
ask her son to be my escort,

and she's doing it,
like, right now.

A Banneker man?

Who is this boy

and how old is he?

He's Donnell McBride.

His mom is besties with grandma,

he's super cute,

he has manners,

and I'm sure
he probably already has a tux

and he'll fit the moment.

A tux doesn't make a man.

What do your dads say?

Our families
have been tight forever.

We can all vouch for Donnell,
especially Mom.

Hmm.
Okay, well, Nicole would know.

She's kind, for a headshrinker.

Going with a guy
who's a few years older

isn't a big deal because
it's not like a date-date.

He's just there
to make Samantha look good.

Okay, she's going to be dressed
like Cinderella

dancing with a dude
that's dressed like James Bond.

If it quacks
like a date, then...

Think of Donnell as a ringer.

He's done this before,
so he won't be stumbling.

And with the Belleclaires
on our heels,

we need every advantage.

With Donnell on your arm,

you'll be the envy
of every girl there.

Donnell must have better hangs
than at a deb ball.

And I'm sure
he's probably wondering

why I couldn't
get an escort of my own.

DONNELL:
Little Pigtails

and Braces is debuting?

And you want me to escort her?

Pigtails and Braces
is all glown up.

She's a teen ambassador
for ChelseaKat.

And her service project's
something special.

You could sell Girl Scout
cookies to Girl Scouts,

but Nicole already got to me.

Nicole called you?

No.

I-I was thinking about
the eulogy she gave for Dad.

Oh, baby.

Her and Dani's stories gave him
back to me for a few minutes.

Nicole doesn't need you
to pay her back for that.

No, I want to.

And besides, I know how awkward
deb season can be,

and if I can save another kid
from that, then...

And I do love the idea
of giving Samantha some light.

She's had a year.

Don't let her Instagram feed
fool you.

She got reunited with her mom,

her dads briefly broke up,

her-her cousin got kidnapped,
and now she...

Now what?

I just wanted to have some happy
to make up for the sad.

And I'm the one?
If I'm last-minute,

doesn't that put
Samantha's toes at risk?

I mean, we don't exactly waltz
at my college parties.

Take it from an ancient deb:

the steps
will come right back to you.

while you're waltzing
through open houses?

Do you remember
when your dad and I

went to that Venetian ball?

The steps were there
when I needed them.

That'll be true for you too.

But more importantly,

I had a partner

who laughed
all the way through it

when I started leading.

Yeah, Dad had the best laugh.

He did.

You...
When you were complaining

about learning those steps,
I predicted

you'd use them again.
The time has come.

Well, technically,
this will make it several times.

And it's the exact same ball.

Oh, what was that?

You're right, as always.

Mm, you're so full of it.

See?
Right again.

BILL:
You sure you don't want
to take 'em with us to lunch

at the club so we can really
make those old biddies talk?

I'd rather make you lunch
in our home.

I got that cheese and
prosciutto we had in Italy.

-You mean the mascarpone?
-Mm-hmm.

Hayley, what are you
trying to do, kill me?

I'm letting you cheat
so you don't sneak

-during your elimination diet.
-Hmm.

You deserve a tiny reward
for taking care of me.

Okay.
Well, I do like rewards.

Oh...
It's been a year,

and I'm still not used to it.

Mm. Being married?

I never knew being loved

meant someone
would stand up for me.

I've never had this before you.

That's part why
I love you so much.

And I love you.

I was this close
to a panic attack

last night when
we pulled into the garage.

I knew that guy wasn't
coming back again, but...

my heart didn't.

-It was pounding in my ears.
-Yeah.

Yeah, well,
he's put away, but...

what he did does linger.

I keep what-if'ing.

What if that guy had a gun

instead of his fist?

What if Lynette
hadn't been there?

What if I just snapped on him?

Babe, what if,
instead of our anniversary,

you were planning
my funeral right now?

Oh, no.
Come here, Come here.

Tastes and memories of Italy.

You know, all that's left
is to seal it

with the sweetest part
of our honeymoon.

Don't get me started.

Look, babe, you need
to get your cute self

back to the office.

Um, you know,
I thought I'd just work here.

Yeah, I'm fine.

The locks are new, the security
system's been updated.

Mm-hmm, and your heart's
still racing.

Hayley, I'm gonna stay
by your side

for as long as it takes
for you to feel what you are:

-safe.
-Aw.

So, flowers every afternoon

all the months
this guy's locked up?

Try years.
Probably 15.

-Fifteen years?
-Mm-hmm.

Assault during a robbery
bumps it to a felony.

But with good behavior
and overcrowding...

Nah, babe, I already flexed
with the prosecutor

and she's recommending the max.

And if I can't
face him in court...

No, facing him in court
is gonna make you feel freer.

I'll let her
press him to plead out.

That way, I won't
have to see him again.

Yeah, well,
even without you testifying,

the assistant U.S. attorney
has what she needs.

You know, two positive IDs
and your property on his person.

-But I'm just surprised...
-Hayley, hey, hey.

You don't want this happening
to anyone else, right?

-Of course not.
-Okay, then now it won't.

Wesley Hammer should have never
used his fists on you,

and now he won't
see the light of day

for a long, long time.

You know who I am?

-Joey Armstrong.
-That's right.

I know who you are, Mr. Hammer.

Your story intrigues me.

Me too.

'Cause I didn't assault anyone.

And my court-appointed lawyer
said that...

You're here
instead of a jail cell

because I called in a favor
to a judge

and got you released early
pending trial.

Yeah, but why?

You know another
way to play that is

"Thank you."

I woke up yesterday in cuffs
and I've been

free-falling ever since.

Because you're right
at the center of a mystery,

and I need your help
to solve it.

I've been seeing
the commercials about

your grandmother's TV interview.

Please tell her
and your grandfather

that they are in my prayers.

I will.
Thanks, June.

Great Gran is determined
to get the word out.

Mm. And now that she's talking,
she won't stop

until everyone and their mother
get mammograms.

Did you hear that?

Exactly how old
do you think I am?

This one has been on me now that
I have health insurance.

Well, it can't hurt
to get checked out by a doctor.

Most women start
getting mammograms at 40,

but if you have
other risk factors,

the age could drop.

See?

I like how invested
the both of you are

in me being here
for a long time.

I'll be sure to ask my doctor

at my next appointment.

-Thank you.
-[phone dings]

It's Mrs. McBride.

Donnell said...

...yes!

Yes!

Pigtails is ecstatic.

What should I say back?

I know the deb ball's
from another time,

but you don't
have to pass messages.

Just send me her number.

Done. Connect away.

This is making me nostalgic.

Dress shopping with Deanna,

tux shopping with you.

Those dance practices
in our living room

with the four of us.

That look
on your dad's face when he

watched his little girl
crossing that floor.

Mom...

None of us had any idea that
that ball and graduation

would be
some of the last moments

we got to celebrate together.

That he wouldn't be here
to see you in that tux again.

Maybe he can.

Maybe wherever he is,
he can see us

a-and is proud
of how well we're surviving.

Thriving.

I didn't mean to take us there.

We're already there.

It's baked in now.

And it stings less.

Yeah, which makes you
feel guilty,

and then it stings
all over again.

Mom, Deanna's
out of her sweats

and into her
sorority colors again.

And she's chairing
the party committee.

That's great.
Uh, when I talk to her,

it's all,
"Fine" and "Uh-huh."

No, it's-it's not you, it...

Deanna's just around her girls
all the time,

and they're a level up.

In what way?

Uh, they signed her up
for this...

-this dating service.
-Oh.

Well, that's tame.

-What, Hinge, Bumble?
-Uh, no.

-Um...
-Oh, the one for celebrities?

No, more local. Uh...

Starts with an H, I think?

"Heart" something.

-Not Heart Attach.
-Yeah, that.

Have you heard of it?

Does Deanna know
she's being set up?

No, no, she walked in on them
picking out a guy for her,

and she was all in.

-She thinks it's hilarious.
-Really?

Mom, you don't even know
how these apps work.

I mean, you went from Dad

to someone older than Dad.

I don't think you know
what Heart Attach really does.

And you do?

The ladies on the cherry
blossom committee talk.

Uh... Your sister's not
Heart Attach's target market.

They specialize
in a higher demo.

Don't be so scandalized.

Women of a certain age
have needs.

Okay, good for them, but TMI.

How would a Banneker sorority
even know about it?

The same way you do.

I doubt that.

Maybe one of their moms uses it.

Anyways, these guys are, like,
models or something,

and the girls pick the guys.

Honey, you need
to use your twin powers

and tell her
she needs to call it off.

I hate that I told you.

She's going on a date.

She's not
altering her lifestyle.

Donnell...

You can't break the twin trust.

Really?

You're bringing out
the twin trust?

No, just like you and me
have a trust.

And there's things I didn't
tell Deanna about you and Joey.

Who says there's a me and Joey?

Well, you practically did.

How's that going?

We...

I...

Not asking for a declaration.

All I care about
is you're making jokes

and you're momming hard.

Joey's been great

with the healing process.

And I know that might not
be easy for you to hear.

No, I-I brought him up.

I never wanted you
to bury yourself with Dad.

And he wouldn't
want that either.

He loved that
you were like sunshine.

He'd want you to have that back.

Me too.

You're really okay
with me moving on?

Truth?

I got around to liking Joey.

But I've heard
there's another side of him.

There's lots of sides
to all of us.

You don't know him
the way I do.

All right, so tell me.

Well, um...

You know that free clinic

I told you
Samantha's involved in?

Joey's made a sizeable donation.

Okay.

And... the clinic's
being dedicated

in honor of Dr. Doug McBride.

Wh... That's incredible.

Good work on
keeping Dad's name alive.

Joey helped make that possible.

There's more to him
than any rumor.

BILL:
Yeah. Yeah. And Caroline
will call you

about the deposition, okay?
Yeah.

Talk soon.

I've been thinking.

Hmm. Dessert?

About what you said, about how

you have a rapport
with the prosecutor in my case.

-Mm-hmm.
-Do you have that

same influence with Lynette's?

Yeah.
Yeah, we go back.

But it's a lot easier
to convince a U.S. attorney

to go hard than to stand down.

But you could.

You know I handed that over
to Tomas.

To test him.

Babe, listen, I'm not saying
take the case away,

but come on, let's be real.

He doesn't have
the same clout as you.

I bet you could get her case
dropped altogether

with just a couple phone calls.

Yeah. I love your unadulterated
confidence in me, but...

Lynette saved my life.
We owe her.

Yeah, and we agreed
to take her case pro bono

and we put her
in a very nice hotel.

-But Bill, listen,
-[phone vibrates]

-she's done so...
-Uh...

Elon. Hey, man.

Listen, great job
with that perp. I...

What?

Well, how the hell'd
he get released?

Another.

That's 80-year-old Scotch.

I'll sip the next one.

No.
Story time first.

I need you
to fill in some blanks.

Did you stash that ring
in the park

or just ditch it altogether?

I didn't touch that ring
or that woman.

Doesn't really explain
her wallet in your pocket.

I was asleep on that bench.

Sick kids play pranks on us
all the time.

You see, that would be
a lot easier to believe

from a man by any other name.

Sledge Hammer.

It was a joke.

My last name's Hammer.

But everyone knows
I'm no tough guy.

I don't push, so I didn't push
when the "Sledge" thing stuck.

Maybe I should have.
I just...

I thought it was funny

and, if anything,
might protect me.

But to come back
to bite me like this?

I'm not capable
of hitting a woman.

Everyone's capable of anything.

People think just because
a man doesn't have an address,

he has no morals.

You know a woman named June?

Can I ask you something?

You took to this Dupree life
like a fish to water.

You belong.

-Because of my dads.
-Uh, no, no, no, no, no.

I know Jessica's parents
pushed her into this fancy ball,

and your dads would never.

But I know you want to
please them something fierce.

They're not like that.

I'm the one who's obsessed
with the whole deb thing.

It's not about the party
or the dress,

though I love the dress.

It's about the boys in tuxes.

It's about being initiated
into a sisterhood

that's been around
for a hundred years

and will probably be around
for at least a hundred more.

Those girls that
I'm twirling around with

will be in each other's lives
long after the gloves come off.

Kat, Naomi and Grandma--

they have friends from
their deb classes

that they help each other with,

from everything from
charities to their careers.

Sisters before misters.

Well, if they're all good girls

like Naomi and Kat,

you go ahead
and pull up those gloves.

Not every girl
is like them, though.

Some of them say that
I'm not really a Dupree

and I shouldn't be allowed
to play any debutante games.

Mm. Doesn't matter
how high up you go, baby.

There's ignorant folks
everywhere.

And anybody that
says that's just...

...jelly.

Well, jelly just walked in.

Hi.

Shouldn't you be
working at the office,

Mr. Junior Partner,

getting in that face time?

Sometimes the best
course of action

is out of sight, out of mind.

One of the senior partners
thinks you're already gunning?

Think higher.

Not Bill.

His wife.

Lately it feels like Hayley's
actively undermining me.

I could be off base,
but I am staying

out of the line of fire.

Well, I'm not defending her,

but what about
post-traumatic mugging disorder?

I'd be a bitch to the world

if anyone even booped my nose.

You do have
a perfect little nose.

But that's not it.

Hayley was off
before the mugging.

Well, I've been told this
once or twice.

Maybe it's not about you.

Maybe Hayley and Bill

are reaching
their expiration date.

I was joking,
but I'm on to something.

I wouldn't want to speculate.

Well, I love to speculate.

Come on.
Spill the tea.

HAYLEY:
Did they

-give him an ankle monitor?
-No, no, no.

Barely any strings.

Substance abuse counseling
and weekly check-ins.

Wait, so he's just
out there, free?

Yeah.

Look, as long as
he stays away from you. Okay?

That's the last condition.

Who's gonna stop him?

He knows where we live.
I put him in that cell.

No, he put himself in that cell
when he touched you.

Listen, hey, I promise

I'm going to protect you.

If someone wants to hurt you...

they'll just keep coming.

Yeah.

This man's gonna wish
he stayed in jail

after I'm done with him.

You know June?

Only thing she pours
better than her coffee

is the truth.

And she's convinced
that your arrest was a mistake.

She stood up for me.

I don't judge a man
by his address.

I judge him by his friends
and his story.

Now, I'm inclined
to believe you.

But when Mrs. Hamilton

gets up on the stand

and starts batting
her tear-soaked eyelashes,

it's gonna be her name
and address that counts.

I don't know why she
and the other woman accused me.

Do I have a twin out
there or something?

I'm just cooked.

Unless Wesley
leaves the Hammer behind

and gets the hell out of town.

As far as he can get.

You have friends
or family somewhere

that the police can't trace?

A half-sister in Boulder.

But the judge wants
weekly check-ins.

He'll issue a warrant.

Well, then you have a week
to get gone.

You take the bus,
you stay clean,

and you let me
deal with the loose ends.

But if I see you in D.C. again,

I can't help you.

Go.

Unless you
don't like this ending.

No, uh, just...

thank you.

Oh, sorry.

New friend?

Barely know him.

Oh, did Donnell say yes?

Samantha's thrilled.

You're up to something.

You've got that glimmer.

Oh, now you know my every look.

Oh, um,

I know every inch of you.

Every inch?

Well, then you better
show me your work.

Hayley Hamilton,
before the incident in question,

convinced her husband

to take on Lynnette Wise's case
pro bono.

Then she volunteered

to hand-deliver documents
to Lynette

here at Uptown
when she hasn't even made

a single coffee run

since she became a missus.

Well, maybe Hayley's
aiming to trade up.

But your female client is, well,

female and obviously not rich.

Or connected.

She was charged
with embezzlement.

And Bill's not shutting
down Hayley's fraternization?

He basically told me
to shut up and lawyer.

Well, maybe this is a sign
for you to start

looking at other firms.

I'm playing the long game.

I'm not gonna let Hayley
derail anything.

Well, I'll forever
be rooting for you

to jump that toxic ship,

but it's your call.

Thank you.

In the meantime,

spend your energy
where your every move

will be appreciated

and rewarded.

Oh, yeah?
And where's that?

VANESSA:
Donnell

is trying hard
to be okay with us.

He's giving you credit
for my sunshine.

Well, I'll take credit
where it's due.

Why the pressing need
for a cocktail?

Deanna's going on her first date
in a long while.

And that's cause to drink?

It's not real.

Her sorority sisters
are setting her up

using a dating service.

Oh.

And?

They used Heart Attach.

They think it's some kind
of joke. Joke's on me.

Like mother,
like daughter, right?

Take a breath.

Your child
is testing the waters,

like all kids their age.

Well, you don't think
she's going to avail herself

of the entire menu
that Heart Attach offers?

Do you know how I felt
sitting there

while my son
told me about Deanna?

Do you think Donnell
knows about the full menu?

He seemed oblivious,

but I think
Deanna and her friends know.

The men we hire never do
anything the women don't want.

She's of age.

Oh, and she's
her mother's daughter?

The escort's Diego.
Does that change your math?

So switch him out.

Well, there must be one or two
you haven't sampled.

This is my baby.

How can you be
finding humor here?

All right, fair enough.

But you do see the hypocrisy,
don't you?

Do as I say, not whom I've done?

Hey, Jude.

I called in a order
for apple rhubarb pie.

Uh... I'll box that up
and get you gone in a flash.

Thanks.

-Hi, Chessy.
-Uh-uh.

Only Glamma calls me that.

Well, my mother's name is June.

Not Jude.

Whatever.

How's the search going?

For?

Someone desperate enough
to be your escort.

Ooh, I saw this movie,
Can't Buy Me Love,

where this guy pays
the most popular girl in school

to date him,
so he could be popular as well.

Maybe we could do that for you.

Can't Buy Me Class.
Get it?

You're doing that thing
where you're hoping to bond

over not having a date.

Well, we're just
gonna have to find

something else in common.

Mutual loathing?
Love of lip gloss?

But hey, don't feel bad
about not having a date.

I mean, you are
fresh from boarding school.

Okay, I could set you up
with one of the guys

I turned down
from my many, many asks.

I mean, it'd be
a long shot, but I do it.

-Mm.
-Deb spirit and all.

-I can feel the love.
-Yeah.

So, who's the, uh, lucky guy

who gets to have you on his arm?

Nathan Maffee.

That bad boy?

Oh, my God, you two dated
for a nanosecond. I just hope

you can handle him being in the
same room without being too...

shook.

Uh, my girl is not the one
with the problem.

Nathan and I weren't a match
because he has

zero respect for women.

But hey,
maybe that's your thing.

My mother wouldn't
let him get away with that.

Even in your Dupree makeover,

I can see the resemblance now.

On every level.

No home training.

But I guess you can't
have any home training

without a home.

No wonder you can't find a date.

Uh, Samantha.
I'm sorry I'm late.

Uh, Donnell, it's-it's...
No worries. Um,

I want you to meet my mom, June.

Oh, I've heard
so much about you.

-Like what?
-Uh, all good things.

I am so happy
that you are the one

taking my baby to the ball.

Oh, please, I'm the lucky one.

Wait, you're taking her?

Oh.
Hey, Francesca.

Thought you were in Paris.

Switzerland.

Oh. My bad.

Uh, I need to steal some
Samantha time before I head off

-back to Banneker.
-Mm-hmm.

Uh...

Too much?

You couldn't be more perfect.

I mean... that was perfect.

Deanna doll. I...

Y-Yes, I was thinking
it would be wonderful

to have my twin stars
for dinner.

No, I wouldn't dream
of interrupting your plans,

but one of my clients
gave me tickets

to that sold-out musical
at the Hippodrome

and I knew you wouldn't
want to miss it.

Yes.

Oh. I can't wait
to see you, sweetie.

Love you too.

Mission accomplished.

Yeah, more like crisis delayed.

Now I just need to
scrounge up tickets.

I-Is this where you
call me a hypocrite again?

You know, one of these days
you're gonna have to

trust Deanna
to make her own mistakes.

Well, a mother needs to

make sure
they're not the same as hers.

And this is where I admire you
for taking care of your own

and getting what you want,

like you always do.

Lucky for you,
since you're what I want most.

So you've known Francesca
since she was

bouncing on
a Glamma Anastasia's knee?

Brat since birth.

You sure you want to
wade into mean girl soup again?

Sure, now that I got this
deb thing figured out.

Took me a minute.

And what did you learn?

That it can be kind of fun.

Although I was hella nervous
the first time.

You? Why?

Everyone staring.

The tux collar being so tight.

And I was sure I was gonna spill
something on my date's dress

or tumble us down the staircase.

And did anything bad happen?

No spills or tumbles.

It was kind of cool, actually.

Maybe you can help me
when I get nervous.

Oh, just hold on to my arm

and look for your dads.

I saw my parents sitting there
and smiling at me

and it was good.

I realized that
for all these fancy trappings,

it was another thing
they showed up for,

like lacrosse or when
I've had my basketball games.

I-I've played a lot of sports.

They were always there.

I'm so sorry.

And, look,
as crazy grateful that I am

that you wiped that perma-fake
smile off Francesca's face,

I don't want you to do this
if it hurts.

I like to think about my dad.

And the ball gives me a chance

to check in on my mom, you know?

And how are you holding up?

I'm keeping on.

Some days are
better than others.

Mom told me about the clinic.

I think it's great that
my dad's name gets to live on.

Yeah. He was always
nice to me and Tyrell.

And his name is already attached

to something good.

You.

Thanks.

I hope you can make it
to the opening of the clinic.

I wouldn't miss it.

Wesley, you didn't
make a break for it, did you?

I'm free because of you.

You told Mr. Armstrong
you believe in me

and he took your word for it.

You're a force.

That's me, Tsunami June.

Oh, goodness. We need
some more pie. You-you just...

I-I... You stay right here.
Hold that thought.

I'm gonna take a break
and you can tell me everything.

Uh, I'd like that,
but I have to go.

Just really wanted to thank you.

Well, anybody that's been around
you more than five minutes

would know that
you're no sledgehammer.

You're a puppy.

I'm just glad
Joy listened to me.

They let you out.
That's a good sign.

Oh, now all you need
is a good lawyer.

I know the best one in town.

Maybe we can get you
all the way free.

I'm good.

Thanks again.

I'll never forget this.

Straight to voicemail.

I'm going down to the casino.

No, I don't need
you tracking Joey down.

I can't be alone.

Honey, this is
a manageable setback, okay?

What do I need to do to convince
you that it'll all be okay?

'Cause I'll make it okay.

Stay with me.

I need to feel close to you.

Yeah?

Baby, I need

your body next to mine, okay?

Mm-hmm. Okay.

We've talked enough
about another man's woman.

I think it's time
to make it up to mine

for working so much.

Your woman, huh?

If anyone else said that to me,
I'd punch them in the face.

But I'm good, right?

More than.

As long as making it up to me

means I get to
stay at your place tonight.

You know you don't have to ask.

Come when you want,

stay as long as you want.

I miss you
when you're not there.

How about forever?

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