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No one else would ever do this for me.

Thank you.

There might be some perks to being a manager.

We could spend some time together,

get to know each other again.

I really, really understand what I did wrong.

I really did not want to see you.

I can't have you in my life.

I should want Will.

I just don't feel it.

I want Jake.

Yeah. Ignore the trucks.

Two-tops here.

Couple of banquets.

The bar will run the length of the wall.

You see it, right?

And who exactly is coming to a truck depot in Bushwick

for a mezcal cocktail?

Oh, for fuck sakes, everyone.

Dude, you've been dragging your fucking feet for months.

And I'm telling you, this is the place.

I'm just gonna go get a drink.

What's wrong with you? This is literally the best song.

I'll come back. I'll come back.

Hi, can I get a water?

Thank you.

Hey, can I get another one?

You look like you might hurt someone out there.

Let me guess. You don't dance.

Why are you here?

I want to eat...

with you.

- Right now? - Yeah.

I want to eat with you right now.

Alone.

Let's go.

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Is this a date?

You like to label things?

No.

Just curious if this

qualifies as a date to you.

I don't know. I just have a thing for shitty diners.

They're dependable, quiet.

You can hear yourself think.

And you can talk.

You wanna talk?

We could talk

if you wanted to talk.

I, uh, looked at a space today.

- A space? - A restaurant.

Or a bar. I don't...

I don't know, a bar with food.

That's what Scott calls it.

You and Scott?

He wants to get out from Howard and Maddie's thumb,

make his own food.

And I... you know, I have the house.

- So... - On the Cape.

Well, it's Simone's house, but it's part mine too, and if we sell it,

I'll have a little money.

I think it's a really good idea.

Well, we'll see.

It'll probably never happen.

Uh, don't say anything to anybody.

Or to Simone. She doesn't know.

Turkey club.

Steak and eggs.

- Enjoy. - Thank you.

Charming.

We do the same job.

I'm looking around here and I'm thinking,

like, that guy? He's like Nicky.

And she's like Simone.

- And... - Ouch.

Somewhere there's a Howard.

No, this place doesn't have a Howard.

It's not pretentious enough.

Caring isn't pretentious, Jake.

Apathy is.

Wow.

Listen, I know you think I'm an asshole or whatever,

but I'm not pretending.

Howard's full of shit.

People like him are dangerous.

You know, ever since I got here,

someone has been warning me about somebody else.

I can't tell you the amount of times I've been warned about you.

People are trying to protect you.

Maybe they don't have to.

When I first got here, I was borderline terrified.

So I watched and I listened.

I just wanted to fit in.

And now?

And now I know that everyone in the restaurant

has something to hide.

People don't say what they mean, even you.

And I don't have to hide.

Maybe it's 'cause I'm young, but...

I don't know, I hope I never do.

You're different.

- Different from what? - Than you were before.

Don't be condescending.

I'm complimenting you.

I've never wanted something that doesn't make any sense.

You have to stop thinking so much.

Jake.

Not here.

Jake.

Do you have a bed?

I want you to touch me.

Ariel.

I am not feeling very well,

and I am interested in a treat.

This is the first time you've spoken

directly to me in the five years we've worked together,

and you want drugs?

Do you not have them?

Oh, I've got lots.

I just can't figure out if I'm

annoyed or impressed.

What is wrong with you?

I'm having a shitty few days,

and I just need something to take the edge off.

One peach treat.

You know, I'm just so tickled that you have shitty days too.

Makes me feel less shitty about the day I'm having.

That one is on the house.

I always wondered...

why do you work here?

What?

Well, you haven't cashed a paycheck in 14 months.

It's interesting.

Yeah, I just...

I can't believe we're not friends.

No way.

Yeah, I talked to him yesterday...

Sometimes it snows so much

that they... they shut down Fifth Avenue.

You can walk right down the center of it.

No cars, no buses.

It's quiet. It's awesome.

- Um... - So, um...

- We should probably... talk. - Well, I gotta...

do the salt, but yeah, uh, I'll catch up.

- Hey, Nick. - Baltimore, baby.

Yeah, the wife and kids are out of town?

Train left an hour ago for a visit to the in-laws.

I am a free man. I'm going to Home Bar.

Who's in?

Howard.

One time, baby.

I'm afraid I don't have a T-shirt.

Will.

You seem to be enjoying your new position.

It's a little more... complicated than I thought,

but it feels worth it.

It is complicated.

I just want everyone to be happy, you know.

The guests, the front of house, the back of house.

Yourself.

Well, right. Yeah. Totally.

You have to take care of yourself.

If you don't, you won't survive.

And don't conflate your own interests

with the interests of the restaurant.

No one can do it for you.

It's only for a minute.

- Sorry? - The snow.

I know it's beautiful, but...

nature doesn't win here.

It turns ugly.

It always does.

Are you feeling better?

Me? Oh, I'm great.

How was your evening?

Um, yeah.

It was good.

Um, the music was great.

Good group of people.

Um, yeah, Jake showed up.

It was good.

Wait a second.

Come here.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

Yeah.

That happened quickly.

It surprised me.

Hm.

He... surprised me.

He's full of surprises.

Yeah.

Simone, look, I... I know that you and Jake

are family, and I would never want to intrude on that.

Our relationship, it means so much.

You worry too much.

Has anyone ever told you that?

- Lamb chops... - Here's the orecchiette.

Okay, the ten-top.

Let's double-check. Scallops...

"Weights." Not "waste."

You don't even know the fucking words.

And well done...

And where the fuck were you?

I bought you a ticket. You didn't even show up.

- I had plans. - With who?

With myself.

I'm building a board of vision.

Collage of everything I want.

The ultimate manifestation of The Secret.

When I am an American citizen,

I'm gonna live in this house

with my husband.

You ditched me for an elementary school art project.

Ari, leave him alone.

No. You too.

You disappeared to go fuck that line cook.

There's nothing worse than women that

ditch their friends for dicks.

- Okay... - Pick up, you fucking morons!

I didn't fuck him, okay? He walked me to the subway.

Yeah, it's all the same. What are you even doing with him?

He's my friend, Ari. I admire him.

Yeah, you admire him.

- Ariella, stop this nonsense. - No.

My friends are narcissistic, delusional assholes.

Good evening, everyone.

The salmon for you.

Here you go.

Strip steak for you.

- Enjoy your meal. - Thank you.

Screw you, Ari.

Eddie has ambition.

He's got me thinking about what I want,

- if I should go back to law school. - You hated law school.

- Yeah, well... - Guys.

I can't keep fucking around here forever.

- Oh, is that what we're doing? - Hey, hey.

- Shh. - What is going on?

Nothing.

What's with all the drama tonight?

Don't know.

- Do you have... - Yes.

Glass of Sancerre, please.

No, no. In a coffee cup.

For me.

- What do you want? - Oh, you know me so well.

Yeah. I do know you pretty fucking well.

Don't hassle me, Jake.

It's just a sip of wine. Jesus fucking Christ.

Cheers.

What?

Oh, nothing.

I don't want to talk to you about this.

Well, that's new.

What's that?

What do you think it is?

- Coffee? - No, it's not.

It's not coffee.

- Come on. - No, no. No.

Will has something that he'd like to say.

Say it, Will.

- You can't... - I can't what?

Are you gonna tell me that I can't drink wine on the floor during service?

Because if you were, I... I think you should go

find another chore or errand to run.

Or you could

go off and humiliate yourself further, chasing after Tess.

Oh, I see... he...

he doesn't know that you and Tess are fucking.

Come on, man. Are you blind?

You know what? I'm going home.

Oh, sorry. Sorry, Will.

Why don't you cut me?

It's still snowing outside. The night is slowing down.

You can give my tables to Heather.

Come on, Will.

Come on, Will, cut me!

Cut me, Will.

You're cut.

Good boy.

Hey.

Fuckin' Simone.

I still have one table finishing up.

Yeah, she was off tonight.

Oh.

Safe to enter?

Sure.

What do you guys need?

Drugs? Clothes?

Oh, cab fare?

- Ari. - I know what you need.

Come sit.

Tell me more about your boy problems.

I'll listen for fucking ever.

Damn, Ari. What is wrong with you tonight?

You.

You're what's wrong with me.

All of you. I'm a joke to you.

- That's not true. - It is.

You're not nothing to me.

You guys are everything.

That's why I'm here,

why I work here.

You're more than friends.

I'd do anything for you.

But it's not the same. You can't keep fucking around here.

You're gonna leave me.

Yeah, you're all gonna leave me.

Hey, Ari.

No one is gonna leave you, okay?

And you're right.

I hate law school.

We all buried in this restaurant together.

Yeah.

You told her.

Who?

Simone.

- She knew. - She did not.

I don't see why it matters. She's fine.

She's definitely not fine. Did you see her today?

Etienne messed with her.

- And this, us, whatever... - Jake.

You can't do this.

You can't run away to take care of Simone.

I think you know that.

I know.

Now, would you care to join me

at a really cool spot?

It's called Home Bar.

It's the shitty diner of bars.

Smells just like I remember.

All bars smell like this.

This yahoo is shaking my Manhattan.

Is he kidding me? He's fucking lazy.

It's gotta be stirred.

That's how the flavors from the rye come out.

Thanks, man.

Why don't you go sit with everyone else?

I'm gonna grab another drink up here.

Okay, cool.

Tonight was my fourth shift this week.

Damn, four already?

I worked two doubles and then tonight, so...

And the third floor was a shit-show tonight.

I'm not working it anymore. I'm done.

Yeah, but you can't make that kind of money downstairs.

It doesn't seem worth it to me.

- Just... - I had a guy tonight cut his...

Where do you guys work?

- Spotted Pig. - Oh. It's a great burger.

Place is always packed.

I hear it, uh, sucks for the servers though.

Where the fuck do you work?

Oh. It's more, uh, fine dining.

It's kind of an institution actually.

It's, uh, pink chairs...

Oh, I love that place.

- We go every year for my mom's birthday. - Mm.

I applied there when I first moved to the city.

- Excuse me, sorry. - Oh. What are you drinking?

He's the best, this guy.

Thank you, Ari.

I'm buying shots. I got it, I got it, I got it.

Oof. Great, like she needs them.

- Cheers! - Jesus.

Yeah, she's kind of a mess, huh?

Have you been to the brownstone where she lives?

Thousands upon thousands of empty square feet.

It's haunted.

Her parents own it but live in London.

They basically abandoned her.

Still pay the nanny that raised her to live with her.

No wonder she likes all the drama.

- Kind of feel for her. - Yeah, I do too.

But... I mean, when I leave,

am I really still going to be friends with Ari?

That's harsh.

I'm just being honest, okay?

In law school, I'm not gonna be keeping Ari hours.

Look, I know we all want to be friends forever,

but what do we really have in common besides this job?

Look, this whole thing is temporary.

It's supposed to be.

Except for Nicky.

I mean, yeah. It doesn't have to be temporary.

But it is just a job.

I own my house,

take my kids to school every day.

It's good.

Let's buy this old man a shots.

I... I think Ari was taking care of that.

- Oh, boy. - I'll get the drinks.

Wouldn't want to be her in the morning.

- Jesus. - You should talk to him.

He knows.

Oh, come on, you wouldn't...

Hey.

Oh, don't bother.

I'm familiar with how you apologize, okay?

I know it's not your fault

and you don't know what you're doing.

- I know the whole act. - Okay, it's not an act.

Will, I do know what I'm doing.

I jus... I... I'm sorry.

I do care about you.

So much. It's... I... it's confusing.

No, it's not. It's actually really simple.

You're not who I thought you were.

Actually, you're a lot like him.

I think you guys'll be great together.

Hey, I think we have to take Ari home.

She's getting bad.

Oh, my God.

I'll get a cab.

I don't miss this one bit.

You know what I miss? I miss my bed.

Night-night.

Uh, I should probably go help with Ari.

Cool.

You wanna have breakfast tomorrow?

Sure.

So you... you majored in French?

Ugh, yeah, I don't use it. Well, I tutor.

Basically I just read this textbook to this 14-year-old,

and she sucks, so...

No, you know, we are always,

uh, accepting applications at the restaurant.

Yeah, that's a slush pile.

But I could, uh, could keep an eye out for it.

I... I mean, actually...

I'm a manager.

Are you?

Yes, at like 10:30. And I never do that.

She wanted to come.

You don't have to speak for me.

- Really? - Mm-mm.

I wanted to apologize about last night.

I was, uh, not myself.

And it had nothing to do with you.

And I am sorry

if I haven't always been the most supportive of this.

But it was only because I feel very protective.

I care about both of you. Deeply.

Don't want anyone to get hurt.

Thank you.

I... looked at a space.

For a bar.

Oh, this again?

He's doing it with Scott.

With money from the house.

Great. Well, I look forward to discussing it.

You hated that turkey club.

I did.

Um, I'll get steak and eggs, please.

- And a coffee. - And two beers.

Um, three beers.

What?

You're working.

I discovered that being tipsy while at work

is the best.

Who knew?

Everyone. Right?

Like, literally everyone.

- Seriously? - Yeah.

You've been keeping it a secret, I see.

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