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Previously on Family Law.

I now pronounce you husband and wife.

I just wish I'd never slept with Martina.

Your mic is hot.

- I am so... - Just go.

Five weeks?

You abduct our child and then you walked

back into town and just hope that we

never run into each other?

Your girlfriend said you wanted nothing to do with me.

We're done, Kelly. Enjoy the cruise.

You didn't honestly think I'd go on the

cruise by myself, did you?

I know you're upset about your breakup, but

you can't take it out on me.

If it weren't for you, your mother and

I would still be together.

You won the essay writing contest.

- What? - What was the topic?

When I was little, I didn't realize my

mom was different.

I know alcoholism is a disease.

I know people drink to escape.

What was she trying to escape from?

From her family?

From me?

♪ ♪

Oh, for heaven's sakes.

Just call her.

- It's not my week. - She's your daughter.

You can talk to her anytime you want.

Frank doesn't think it's a good idea.

Who cares what he thinks?

Just show up at her school.

An ambush?

Well, you're on fire this morning.

You have to clear the air.

About an essay I was forbidden to read in the first place.

Oh, please. There's no expectation of

privacy between mothers and daughters.

And that, in a nutshell, explains why I

am who I am today.

Why haven't I seen Ben around this weekend?

He's been busy.

Well, don't push him away, Abigail.

He's a keeper.

I feel completely unmoored.

Like I've been cast adrift in a sea

of melancholy without Joanne as my first mate.

That's an awful lot of nautical imagery to unpack, Harry.

Work Beckham's.

Chin up, old buddy.

- Is he still talking like Captain Ahab? - Yep.

Oh, there they are.

The three musketeers.

The three amigos.

The three stu... Trust you all had a good weekend?

- Where's Winston? - He just called.

He said he's running a little late today.

Wait...

Aren't you supposed to be on a cruise, Dr. Svensson?

Hey.

Four messages from Ben Cohen this morning.

Methinks you doth have a suitor, Miss Bianchi.

Mr. Svensson, how was the wedding?

Abby, can I see you in my office?

My weekend was epic.

Roz and I went to Fan Expo dressed

as ninjas from Night Lotus.

It was amazing.

Until Pikachu stole my nunchucks.

This is gonna be one of your tirades.

Can I at least get caffeinated?

Now that I'm Equity Partner, I need you

to report directly to me on all your

cases, big or small.

If you do anything that has a whiff

of the unethical, I will fire you.

As Equity Partner, I have that power.

- Any questions? - Yeah, just one.

How many times are you gonna say Equity Partner?

As many times I want, because guess what?

I'm Equity Partner.

At Cozy Meadows, we believe nothing is more

important than family.

Sawyer, Daisy, and I pride ourselves on using

the same wholesome ingredients to feed your families...

as we do to feed ours.

Cozy, from our farm to your table.

I love Cozy Meadows.

I used to pretend I was Daisy and

Sawyer's kid brother.

Well, your imaginary siblings are my 10 o'clock.

The Cozys are coming here.

- Can I take notes for you, please? - Okay.

As long as you promise not to make that face.

What face?

Bust into the bullpen. Chop, chop.

Hey, Winston, you're here.

Sorry for being late.

I didn't get much sleep last night.

Yeah, me neither.

Roz made me stay in my ninja costume for a little role-playing...

if you catch my drift.

Good morning, everyone.

Uh, just a quick announcement to let you all

know that Daniel Svensson has been made Equity Partner.

That's it?

- Nothing more you'd like to say? - Ah, yes.

A little bird told me.

Our Jerry will have been with this firm...

for 25 years next week.

Mark your calendars. We'll have a proper party.

We all chipped in and got you a little present, sir.

Well, most of us chipped in.

Hey.

Wow.

Thank you for your support on my journey

to becoming Equity Partner.

While I may have even more responsibilities now

that I'm Equity Partner, my door remains firmly open.

It's got to be the fifth time he

said Equity Partner, and it's only 9.30 on a Monday.

Betting pool?

How many times will he say Equity Partner

between, say, now and Friday at 5?

$100 buy-in under Oval Rules.

I'm guessing... 21.

Put me down for triple that.

So what can we do for you, Mrs. Cozy?

Oh, please call me Delilah.

I'd like to disburse my shares in the

business to my Cozy Meadows children,

and I need to update my will to reflect that.

Her voice is just as buttery as my hands.

Ow.

That shouldn't be a problem.

I can't believe you're actually trying to do this.

- Uh, I'm sorry. Who are you? - Her kids.

- Daisy and Sawyer. - Yeah, nice try.

Everyone knows they're Daisy and Sawyer.

No, they're not. We're her biological children.

These two are fakes.

You can't give the family business to a fake family.

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- You can't do this to us, Mom. - I can, and I will.

Okay, why don't we all just take a deep breath?

- Shut your mouth, you big fake. - Enough.

Everybody except Delilah out. Come on, out.

It's okay. We'll be right outside if you need us, Mom.

She's not your mom.

Ahem!

My husband died 20 years ago, and I

poured all my energy into trying to keep

our business afloat for the sake of the kids.

And you know how they thanked me?

Sawyer left to find himself with an ayahuasca

shaman, and Daisy moved in with a DJ.

They just cut me out of their lives.

And then a few years later, there was

a huge sales event, one that could get

our products into the big supermarket chains.

But I knew that pot pies alone weren't gonna cut it.

I needed a wholesome family image to go with it.

So you hired actors to play your kids?

Oh no, I hired a family.

♪ ♪

And this is your business?

You rent family members?

It's a relatively new concept here, but in

Japan, rent-a-family agencies are very popular.

You actually make a living doing this?

Business is booming.

We're looking for new recruits all the time,

- especially for funerals. - Wait, what?

People often want mourners to fill out a

loved one's sparse guest list.

I have another client who's hired a grandson

to spend a few hours a week with

her because her real grandson is too busy.

Seriously?

I've had a few LGBTQ clients who've hired

a parent to walk them down the aisle

on their wedding day... because their real parents

have disowned them.

Okay, that's just really sad.

You obviously feel loved and valued by your

family, Ms. Bianchi.

Not everyone's as lucky as you.

I can't believe Daisy and Sawyer are fakes.

Like if you discovered Captain Highliner wasn't real.

Someone else can tell him?

Even I believe those were Mrs. Cozy's kids.

At the very least, it's false advertising.

No, it's brilliant marketing.

She did what was best for the business,

and... her real children are not it.

She can give the shares to whomever she wants.

I can't imagine how hurtful it must be to her children.

Having their mother use rentals for the face

of the business?

Kind of like when Harry cut me out

of the firm's website photo.

Too bad he didn't go all in and rent to better you.

- Time for our Equity Partners meeting. - Sorry, what was that?

I said, time for our Equity Partners meeting.

Mmm-hmm!

$250 grand

It's on par with buy-ins for other firms our size.

Yeah, but I thought...

(SCOFFS)

Can't it just come out of my share in your will?

Who says you're in my will?

Danny, in this office, you are my business

partner, not my son.

We aren't expecting you to pay it in

a lump sum, Daniel.

We'll just dock your paycheck 15% until it's paid off.

Good incentive for you to keep an eye

on our associates' billable hours.

The more they bring in, the faster you'll pay it off.

Where'd you write your desk?

Time is money, people!

Heard about your bedding pool.

Not very nice.

- Yeah, but you want in? - I told Jared he put me down for 28.

So, why aren't you on the cruise?

Norovirus outbreak? Iceberg?

Just promise to not say I told you so.

I can promise to try not to say it. Okay, fine.

- I broke up with Kelly. - What? What happened?

She was blocking calls from Maggie.

- Maggie's back in touch? - Maggie's back in town.

Has been for weeks, and she's been trying to reach out, but...

To apologize or to beg you not to have her thrown in jail?

Can we not?

So, have you seen her?

And more important, have you seen Harmony?

On the weekend.

Oh my god, Abby, she is the sweetest little thing.

It was a total love fest between us.

- Enjoy it while it lasts. - [LUCY LAUGHS]

- Before she learns to speak. - [LUCY SCOFFS]

- Or type. - Abby!

Abby, I told you not to read Sophia's essay.

I thought we promised no I told you so's.

Well, technically you promised. I can...

Oh...

It's healthy that Sophia feels she can express herself.

But did she have to be so public about it?

Hasn't she ever heard of a diary?

A-And a lot of what she wrote wasn't even true.

She made it sound like I loved the

bottle more than them, which is a complete fabrication.

Maybe that's not how it felt to her.

She let Isabelle read it.

Isabelle is Switzerland.

I saw them.

My house.

Together.

They look like a perfect family.

I don't know where I fit anymore.

Hey, you fit as Sophia and Nico's one and only mother.

Abby, nothing can change that.

I'm gonna talk to Soph about it when I see her on Friday.

If you do... you'll be admitting that you broke her trust.

Yeah, well, she broke my heart, so maybe we'll be even.

Ah, good.

I needed physical proof you were still alive.

I must have called you a dozen times over the weekend.

- Sorry, completely checked out. - We're going out tonight.

- I don't think... - Hey, you know what they say, the best

way to get over someone...

You're a pig.

Well, fine.

I'm in.

It means a lot that you came all

the way down here just to check in on me, Eric.

Hey, of course.

Daniel, Ms. Bianca Zafrican can see you now.

I've been retained by Sawyer and Daisy Cozy,

the real ones, not the fakes.

Delilah Cozy's not gonna change her mind.

Not up to her.

This is Mr. Cozy's will, which clearly states

that Delilah cannot leave her shares in the

business to anyone but family.

And newsflash, those rent-a-kids are not family.

You didn't think to look into the deceased spouse's will?

No, Daniel, I didn't because A, she didn't

disclose it, and B, I'm not telepathic. What is your problem?

My problem is I need you to do better.

I wish you'd never been made income, partner.

Equity!

Equity! Equity!

That's me out.

Well, hi there.

You actually live here?

Of course I do. Why wouldn't I?

Hey, get a load of these zooks.

Oh, hey, Ms. Bianca.

- Are they here often? - Oh, they come for dinner twice a week.

We tell mom it's for her, but really, it's for her cooking.

[LAUGHS]

Hey, please, join us.

Wow, that was the best roast chicken I've ever tasted.

Oh, would you try the cobbler?

Uh, uh, uh, uh, you're our guest.

- Daisy and I'll clean up. - Thank you.

Oh, come on.

Ooop, watch it. Yeah, it's still hot.

- I'll get the ice cream. - Oh, yeah, thanks.

Nope, good.

Harry, good to see you.

Marcus, hey, nice work on the Martinelli divorce.

I can say the same to you about the Berman split.

Is it true he tried to stab you with his fountain pen?

Friend of the judge, no less.

Oh, no, no, thank you.

Thousand dollars a pop, and they're serving amuse-bouche for dinner.

Good evening, everyone.

I'm honored to be here tonight to help

raise funds for the city's new art gallery.

Of course, we have to listen to a speech by Dean Brano.

Virtue signal ain't lightweight.

I built a reputation as someone who fights

for societal change on a grassroots level, but

artists, too, are part of that vanguard for positive change.

They challenge our preconceived ideas through their provocative pieces.

I believe that a vibrant art scene is

the key to a vibrant democracy.

- Oh, sorry, culture guy. - Don't forget democracy.

He's really going out on a political limb.

And I will continue to advocate for culture

in all forms.

Thank you.

Take a look at their body language.

I give them one year, tops.

The only reason I come to these things,

it's like shooting fish in a barrel.

- Harry, Marcus, nice to see you. - Pleasure, as always.

- Kanika, you look radiant. - Thank you.

May the best firm win.

Why didn't you tell me about your husband's will?

I wasn't trying to hide anything.

It... honestly didn't even occur to me.

When Herb died, Cozy Meadows was nothing more than a cute name.

Tell me more about that.

Thank you.

Harry's here. My 10 o'clock.

- Has he spotted us? - No, I don't think so.

If you want, we can leave.

No, surely we can behave like grown-ups.

- Hello, Harry. - Joanne.

What do you see?

I see the entrails of an innocent man

after he's had his character unjustly assassinated...

by a heartless she-devil.

You're being unreasonable, Lucy. You know that, right?

I've acknowledged I made a misstep.

No more Jedi mind tricks, Kelly.

I'll give you until the end of the month to move out.

See, now here's the thing.

Remember how we decided to put my name on the lease, too?

As a gesture of our commitment.

This place is just as much mine as it is yours.

And I'm not going anywhere.

- I think I just need to move out. - Let's not be hasty.

I have a friend who specializes in landlord-tenant's rights.

- Let me talk to her. - Thanks, Dad.

Can we just keep it between us?

Of course.

Whoa. You look like death.

Yannick took me out last night to try to cheer me up.

So selfless of him. [CHUCKLES]

Oh, Danny, there you are.

Here's our partnership agreement. Just need your signature.

You need to get more sleep.

Don't judge me, Craig.

If you ever want to play around golf

or just have a steam at the club,

I'm a phone call away.

Abigail, look what the cat dragged in.

We had a big win in court.

I took my team out to celebrate.

I told myself I was at a place

where I could have just one beer.

And I did have just one beer.

- With them. - And then followed it up with a bottle

of bourbon when you got home.

- It was exceptionally stupid. - Yeah, it was.

And it won't happen again. You have my word.

One alcoholic to another.

Our word sometimes isn't worth much.

Look, I'm not very good at groveling but...

here goes.

Abby, you are the best thing that has

happened to me in a very, very long time.

And I'm asking you... for a second chance.

This... isn't just about you falling off the wagon, Ben.

I was this close to joining you, to

throwing almost two years of sobriety out the window.

I-I need some time to think about it.

Mrs. Cozy, your husband died 20 years ago.

- Is that correct? - Yes, that's right.

And what was the company worth at the time of his passing?

Absolutely nothing.

In fact, we were in the red to

the tune of tens of thousands of dollars.

So at that point, your children would have

inherited nothing but debt.

My husband, bless him, was full of good ideas.

Realizing them was another matter.

Thank you, Mrs. Cozy.

Your Honor, Delilah Cozy shouldn't be held hostage

by the wording of a 20-year-old will.

She is the one who turned Cozy Meadows

into the thriving business it is today.

Therefore, she should be able to pass on

her shares to whomever she wants, whenever she wants.

If I could just add my heartfelt congratulations

- on being called to the bench. - Mr. Kroll?

Mrs. Cozy, just to be clear, are you

saying you built the company pretty much from scratch?

I'd say that's accurate, yes.

Does this... look familiar to you?

Oh, that's one of my husband's journals.

Where did you get that?

Your children, your real children, found them in a storage locker.

Do you... recognize this handwriting?

- I do. - Objection. Relevance?

They're relevant, Your Honor.

This journal is chock full of notes on

- Mr. Cozy's vision for the company. - Objection.

There's a difference between having a vision and

making that vision a reality.

Overruled. Continue, Mr. Kroll.

Mr. Cozy has detailed entries about going to

dozens of farmers markets to sell his products,

which started to build brand recognition.

He writes about his five-year plan.

His 10-year plan.

And here... is the original Cozy Chicken Pot

Pie recipe, their best seller, created and refined...

by Mr. Cozy.

Your Honor, Mrs. Cozy may have built the

house, but Mr. Cozy was the architect.

The business would not be where it is today without his blueprints.

The counsel rests.

Those are for you, from Ben.

- He cheated on you, didn't he? - He did not cheat on me, Mother.

Well, he's in the doghouse for something.

Speaking of ill-behaved men, I was at

an event last night and I ran into your father.

How'd that go?

He was petulant and churlish.

Sounds about right.

So tell me, have you spoken to Sophia?

Lucy thinks I shouldn't.

Of course she thinks you shouldn't.

She's a therapist.

But there's therapy and then there's real life.

Part of me wants to go to Martina

and Quinn and apologize, but I worry it

would do more harm than good.

So a cop between a rock and a hard place.

Hold that thought.

Actually, hang up on it and don't pick

up if he calls back, because I have

heard it way too many times.

My friends bet me 50 bucks I couldn't

talk to the cutest guy in this place.

Can I buy you a drink with the money they owe me?

- Sure. - Jude.

- Short for Judith? - Yes.

But call me that and I'll kill you.

Why is there an empty cage?

Argh!

What kind of man tries to sneak out in the middle of the night?

What kind of woman has a rat for a pet and lets it roam free?

This gash is deep.

I can triage it here, but your girlfriend

should take you to the ER for stitches.

Nope, not his girlfriend.

You can take him. I'm going back to bed.

- Piece of work. Am I right? - I'm firmly on her side.

Mmmh!

- When did you get here? - Seven.

I've been trying to come up with a

new angle for the Cozy case, but I got nothing.

- Ah! Win some, you lose some. - Yeah, but losing to Yannick.

I've watched Delilah interact with her rental kids.

They're just... so functional, so kind to each other.

I'm sure it's easy to be kind when you're being paid.

Sure, and the possibility of being handed shares

in a lucrative business wouldn't hurt either.

Oh, no.

But unless they're Academy Award level actors, it's more than that.

They genuinely care about each other.

Delilah is so much more bonded with them

than her actual children.

There's the family you have and the family you create.

When I transitioned, my parents and my sister

told me I was dead to them.

My co-workers made it clear they didn't want me around.

I had no choice but to quit.

Jerry, that's awful.

Then I ran into my old rugby buddy one day.

He invited me for coffee.

By the end of that coffee, he asked

if I would join his law firm.

And the rest is history.

Now I have a tight-knit circle of

people whom I call family.

My real family would be damned.

I'm a firm believer that water can be thicker than blood.

She knew I'd be there, yet she had

the gall to show up in an outfit

I bought her, no less.

Harry, I say this with love.

I'm done.

But the way I see it, you have two choices.

Start seeing a therapist, or do what countless

men have done for you.

Start dating women half your age.

Hey.

Dean Barlow called me this morning.

I'll be representing him in his divorce.

- His wife called me. - I'll be representing her.

I guess we'll be seeing more of each other.

I look forward to it.

Whoa.

Daisy, when was the last time you saw your mother?

- I'm, uh, not sure. - Objection, relevance?

- I'll get there soon, Your Honor. - Get there fast, Counsel.

Proceed.

Let me jog your memory. It was 10 years ago.

You wanted 20 grand, which she gave to

you, no questions asked.

That sound about right?

I guess.

Yes.

Did you know your mother was diagnosed with

colon cancer two years ago?

No.

- She didn't tell us. - She did.

She texted, emailed.

Her messages bounced back.

Okay, I object to this entire line of questioning.

I haven't seen my mother in ages.

- Her choice, I'd venture to bet. - But she's still my mother.

None of this negates the wording of Mr. Cozy's will.

- Delilah's shares have to go to family. - I agree.

And on that note, I'd like to call Cheryl Brandt to the stand.

Cheryl, can you tell me who took Delilah

Cozy to her chemo appointments when she was ill?

Sawyer and... sorry, Joseph and I.

Who stayed with her during that time?

Running her errands, spending the night, generally nursing

her back to health.

- We did. - Of course they did.

- They're paid by the hour. - Except you weren't

- Paid for a lot of that time, were you? - No.

We're paid a monthly fee from chosen families,

but we go above and beyond that all the time.

- And why's that? - Because we love Delilah.

She's more like my mom than my real mom.

Objection!

I'd probably love my mom too if she paid me a monthly fee.

Overruled.

Continue, Ms. Bianchi.

Your Honor, the term family used to be narrowly defined.

But those definitions are expanding to include, and

I quote, any combination of two or more

persons tied by bonds of mutual consent, birth,

adoption, or placement.

Family can be people who are related biologically

or by legal contracts and who take responsibility

for activities of daily living, including... love.

That definition precisely describes the relationship Delilah has

with her chosen children.

They are far more like family than her

biological children and should be entitled to Mrs.

Cozy's shares in the company.

Counsel rests.

Thank you, Ms. Brant.

Let's break for lunch and reconvene in an hour.

Are you doing okay?

With the cancer and everything?

I'm fine.

They caught it early.

You're very good at presenting one side of

the story, making it look like we abandoned her.

- You did abandon me. - You abandoned us first.

Daisy, you shouldn't be talking to us without your lawyer present.

Remember when I was being bullied at school?

Well, I remember you're going through a rough patch.

Five years.

Five years of torment.

And when Sawyer OD'd that time and you

were in Chicago at an important sales convention,

you sent him flowers and a get well card.

The business consumed you. It was like an addiction.

I was trying to secure your future.

Well, maybe you were, but you didn't see

that our present was miserable.

My daughter isn't wrong.

I... just get so consumed by my own hurt feelings.

And with my rental family, everything is just so much easier.

Maybe it's easier because you don't have all that fraught history.

But one thing was clear when your daughter

was talking to you.

She loves you.

And no matter how damaged your relationship is,

you're still her one and only mom.

- Is that a dating site? - I'm so sorry, sir.

No, it's the middle of the workday and...

I thought you were living with someone.

- We broke up. - Sorry, Winston.

Don't be.

It was totally mutual.

We both decided that it was best for

him to move out and go live with

his personal trainer instead.

I understand the heartache better than most.

And might I just say, it's Brady's loss.

Bowen, sir.

But... thank you.

Phil says I should either start therapy or start dating.

Therapy is a great idea.

Our Equity Partnership contract signed.

- Daniel, what on earth? - Uh, biking accident.

- Daniel, are you sure you're okay? - I am, Jerry. Thanks.

And for the record, I'm sorry Harry pulled

that clause out of your partnership agreement.

What clause?

You pulled the clause that stated you'd leave in three years?

- Why? - Because I changed my mind.

How on earth could you have missed that, Danny?

You never sign a contract without reading through

it with a fine-toothed comb.

It's lawyering 101.

- You wanted to see me, Mr. Svensson? - Yes, Winston.

Please, give us some privacy.

Winston.

Do you think you could help me set

up one of those dating thingies?

I would be delighted, sir.

That's wonderful.

- Sophia's mom, right? - Yep.

- Maddie's mom. - Right, of course.

- Maddie loves spending time with you. - Really?

She's always going on about how fun and easygoing you are.

Oh, well, it's very flattering.

And whatever you're putting in your banana bread,

Maddie can't get enough of it.

You must give me the recipe.

Uh, I think you're confusing me with my ex-husband's girlfriend.

But I'll be sure to pass along the compliment.

***

Yannick just texted gloating about his win in court.

Yannick's a liar and a sad little man.

He didn't win.

Delilah decided not to transfer her shares or

update her will for now.

And why did she do that?

Because I convinced her that before she made

any big changes, she should try to work

on her relationship with her biological kid.

So you stopped fighting for your client?

No, Daniel. I did what was best for her, which

you used to think was paramount before he

entered Upside Down World.

This firm isn't built on feelings, it's built on billable hours.

Daniel, stop micromanaging your sister.

Don't touch that coffee pot.

Got you your favorite.

Skinny double-shot soy latte?

Uh, n-no.

But you also like double-whipped caramel mocha Fritos, right?

Thanks, Cecil.

I heard you tell Harry about your breakup.

- Yeah. - Why didn't you tell me?

I tried, but you're in your bubble of Ros bliss.

I'm really sorry, Winston.

I'm here for you.

What can I do?

You wanna hang out tonight?

You'd rather not be alone?

I have plans.

But you could be my plus one.

I passed a charming job today and had

to get this for my granddaughter.

[LAUGHS] Harmony will love it.

I heard back from my friend.

The good news is you're definitely within your

rights to try to evict Kelly.

The bad news is it could take months, even years.

I don't think I could stomach a years-long battle.

I don't blame you, but I've got a better idea.

- Hi, Kelly. - What's going on?

This was my apartment first, and I need to ask you to leave.

- You have no legal grounds... - She's right.

And you're getting Daddy to fight your battles for you.

I'm doing whatever it takes to get back what's rightfully mine.

If you don't get out now, I'll have

the police charge you with assault.

That was an accident, and it would never hold up in court.

It would hold up in the court of public opinion.

You have a highly regarded psychology practice, do you not?

Ever heard of Yelp?

We'll wait here while you pack your things.

Don't make me call Grandpa.

Don't you ever look like the cat who swallowed the canary?

So, how did it go in the betting pool?

You lost by a long shot.

- Abigail won. - Of course I did.

So, did you think about what I said

about not confronting Sophia?

- I did. - And?

There are certain things that need to be said, Lucy.

I was glad to get your call.

I understand the importance of second chances.

So, this is your second chance.

And last.

Thank you.

Don't make me regret it.

I won't.

Want to take you out for dinner later?

Can't. I'm picking up the kids.

But soon.

- Promise. - Alright.

It's so nice to see some younger people here.

How did you know the deceased?

I'm his second cousin.

And I'm his second cousin twice removed.

- Steve was a great guy. - Stan.

Wow, you're really good at this.

I know I invaded your privacy by reading it.

But... you could argue that you invaded my

privacy by entering it into a contest.

And you let Isabel read it.

I know I haven't always been the best mom.

But I'm trying.

And I'm terrified you're gonna love her more than you love me.

I'm really, really sorry, mom.

And you don't need to worry about Isabel.

Honestly, she's...

- She's a... dingus? - Dingus.

- It's pronounced dingus. - I'll always love you best.

How was that?

- Wooden... - Sorry, normally I get more prep time.

- You want to try it again? - It's okay.

Whoa. I-I'm good.

- Hi, mom. - Hey.

- How's your week been? - Boring.

- Yours? - Honestly, not great.

But it just got a whole lot better now that I'm seeing you.

We got an hour before we have to

pick up your brother from his D&D game.

Sorry, campaign.

Want to get foot massages at Bixie?

Hell yeah, I do.