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Are you crying?

What, I'm not allowed
to get a little emotional

at a superhero movie?

Lives were lost, Zoey.
Ethical questions were raised.

And yet, not a single character

flapped their arms when they flew.

Oh, good, Max, you're here, too. Scooch.

And we're gonna turn this off.

No, no, no! There's an
amazing scene after the credits.

- We're gonna miss it now.
- If you want to see

grown-ass men run around in unitards,
go to the Castro.

Anyways, I need your help with Eddie.

I slid into his DMs.
That boy is so cryptic.

I asked him if he
wanted to go get drinks,

and he wrote back "K."

He only responds in one letter. "K"?

- Who does that?
- Oh, my God.

- Are you dating Hercules?
- I introduced them.

I'm actually a pretty
exceptional wingman.

Boy, you made one introduction.

You did not officiate the wedding.

Well, I'd be exceptional at that, too,

and it would be my greatest honor.

Zoey, thank you for
reinstating Movie Night.

I really miss getting our hang time in.

Me, too.

You were so helpful with
my dad the other night.

It made me realize that
I need more Max in my life.

And it reminded me that
you need better popcorn,

because that skinny stuff
tastes like buttered sadness.

- Night.
- Night.

What is that look?

You know damn well what this look is.

Reinstating Movie Night,

touching that boy on the shoulder.

You gonna give him the wrong impression,

and we both know Max burns

white hot white boy love for you.

I thought about that,
and then I realized

things only got weird when
I heard him sing to me.

So, if I never got this power,

I'd still be having Movie
Night every week with Max.

Just because that's what's
going on in his head

doesn't mean he's gonna act on it.

Just, let's talk about you, okay?

Hmm.

You just responded "K" back to him?

Hell, yeah.

You wanna play games, Eddie?

Let's play games.

Okay. All right.

- You got it?
- Yeah.

Okay.

Hold on a sec. I wanna
make sure he has extra support.

Oh, so like, the opposite of
what you did for me and Emily.

Maybe if you would've told
Emily how you were feeling,

about the baby coming,
instead of acting like a baby,

she wouldn't have asked for
my opinion in the first place.

The opinion I told you
very clearly not to give?

- That opinion?
- Um...

Could I speak to you both privately?

What is it? I gotta get to work.

And I gotta get to any
room that he's not in.

♪ A little less conversation,
a little more action, please ♪

♪ All this aggravation
ain't satisfactioning me ♪

♪ A little more bite
and a little less bark ♪

♪ A little less fight
and a little more spark ♪

♪ Close your mouth and open up
your heart and baby satisfy me ♪

♪ Satisfy me, baby ♪

♪ Come on, come on, come on, come on ♪

♪ Come on, come on, come on, come on ♪

♪ Come on, come on, come on, come on ♪

♪ Hey, a little more bite
and a little less bark ♪

♪ A little less fight
and a little more spark ♪

♪ Close your mouth and open up
your heart and baby satisfy me ♪

♪ Satisfy me ♪

Um, Mom?

Can we help you with something?

As a matter of fact, you can.

I need you to get over

this childish thing
that you're both doing

and stop fighting in
front of your father.

I mean, things are hard enough already,

especially now that I have decided

to hire a full-time caregiver.

And I know that's the right
and logical medical decision

but it's just... hard to accept

that I can't do this all
on my own anymore.

Mom, please do not feel guilty.

He can't walk anymore.

- Yeah, and you can't carry him.
- I know.

I'm still wrapping my
head around all of it.

Don't worry. We will
find the best caregiver

in the whole city and I'll help you.

That would be great. I've already set up

some interviews for this afternoon,

so you can join me.

- Okay.
- Okay.

What am I gonna do about the two of you?

I'll try to let it go.

I mean, I guess you did
kinda help me and Emily

talk about some things
and work through them.

I'm sorry, I can't quite hear you.

Are you saying that I
actually helped you?

I'm saying that we
share the same mother,

and I like to see her happy.

I like it when you're happy, too.

- Morning.
- Morning.

We still on for lunch?

Yeah, but let's try
something different today.

How about a food court?

I didn't peg you for a food court guy.

Yeah, well, I love me some options.

Dude, killer party.

And that massive charcuterie board?

- Pretty epic.
- Thanks.

How about that smoked gouda?

Hmm.

How about those smoked roses?

Zoey, you got a minute?

I'm sorry about the roses comment.

And the actual roses.
Both things, really.

I was thinking about
texting you this weekend,

and then I realized
that's kind of what got us

into this mess in the first place.

Well, however it started,

I realized that I have
been leaning on you

way too much about my dad stuff,

which is why I think

we just gotta go back
to being co-workers.

Think it'll help keep things
aboveboard and professional.

I totally agree.

- All right.
- We are gonna be

ultra-professional from now on.

And with that, I bid you good day.

I never look at her in the eyes, anyway,

but I feel like I should maybe today.

I'm gonna try it.

What's the crisis? Did I cause it?

This is literally gonna blow your mind,

but Joan and Charlie
are getting a divorce.

It's all over the tech news.
Can you believe it?

Apparently you can and
perhaps already knew?

I think I'm gonna be
sick. Joan and Charlie

were the closest thing we
have to American royalty.

I was this close to getting
commemorative plates.

What do you guys think
she did to drive him away?

Did you ever think that
maybe it was Charlie's fault?

Charlie's only fault was
making a video game

I sat and played for so many hours

I had to get my baby toe amputated.

- You did?
- Two-thirds.

Hi. Everyone having a fun gossip sesh

about the boss's marriage? I want in.

Guys, don't fall for it. She's the boss.

Relax, I know the news
of my divorce broke today

because I had my publicist
plant it along with

a photo of me in hot riding pants

and Charlie in Tevas at a Phish concert.

So Leif and I have come up with

a fantastic idea that's gonna
blow your minds. Let's go.

You may recall Simon's engagement party,

where Zoey tried to burn the place down.

Well, while that was going on,

Leif and I came up with an idea

that we think is going to
be pretty revolutionary.

It's called The Chirp.

- The Chirp!
- Don't do that.

So, The Chirp is a Bluetooth
earpiece with a high-res camera.

It uses AI and facial
recognition technology

to gather information on
everything the user sees.

It'll search public and
personal databases,

filter the results,
and then chirp in your ear

the exact thing you need
to know in real time.

No more forgetting the name of
your coworker's forgettable husband.

Or wondering what brand of kale chips

the man next to you is eating

when you're both out
birdwatching together.

'Kay. We'll work on the examples.

That sounds great.

How would you like the
team to take it from here?

Well, I think Leif and I are
just fine on our own for now,

but we'll let you know
what we need in the future

and until then,
stop gawking and start coding.

Get to work.

Um, Joan?

Could I, um,
just talk to you for a second?

Um, I wanted to talk about The Chirp.

- Ah.
- Since I am technically

Leif's... supervisor,
you don't want me to...

No, just sit tight.

We're working so closely on it,

I think we're just gonna cook
it a little while longer.

We'll let you know if
we need you, thanks.

Okay.

Leif. Bro?

I am so proud of you right now.

But... why didn't you tell me?

Sorry, it was all on
a need-to-know basis.

The time I got to second
base with my third cousin

was a need-to-know basis,
but I told you about it.

I've just been really busy
with The Chirp, okay?

But hey, I'll make it up to you

when we celebrate
the Spell-iversary, right?

Now we're talking.

Everybody, as you all know,
Spell-iversary is...

The day you both celebrate winning

the National Spelling Bee at age 11.

Yeah, you only
tell us about it every year.

Well, excuse us, you ischiocerite.

- Ishy-occshu-what?
- Sorry.

You need a country of origin, bro?

Or you want me to use it in a sentence?

Hey, Leif, I bet these troglodytes

wouldn't make it past round
three, am I right?

Hey, uh, what's a good
word for "hung out to dry"?

"Repudiated."

- Leif looked so smug today.
- Yeah.

With his evil little grin

and his well-tailored pants.
He's clearly doing all of this

to get back at me for the peer reviews

and I wasn't even the
one who dinged him.

Max, are you okay?

You look... pale... er than usual.

No, I'm fine. I'm actually...

I'm actually really, uh, happy.

You don't look happy.

You look ill.

Everything's okay, it's just...

♪ Everything means nothing
if I can't have you ♪

♪ I can't write one song
that's not about you ♪

♪ Can't drink without
thinking about you ♪

♪ Is it too late to tell you that ♪

♪ Everything means nothing
if I can't have you? ♪

Oh, no, I did give you
the wrong impression.

♪ Oh, I'm good at keeping my distance ♪

♪ I know that you're the
feeling I'm missing ♪

♪ You know that I hate to admit it ♪

♪ But everything means
nothing if I can't have you ♪

Wow, this is a big number.

You must really be feeling this one.

♪ Oo-oo, I can't write one
song that's not about you ♪

♪ Can't drink without
thinking about you ♪

♪ Is it too late to tell you that... ♪

We were having such a nice time.

Why'd you have to go and sing to me?

You said you wanted
more Max in your life.

- Well, I want that too!
- ♪... not about you ♪

♪ Can't drink without
thinking about... ♪

Wait, you can actually hear me?

- ♪ Is it too late to tell you that ♪
- What does that mean?

♪ Everything means nothing
if I can't have you ♪

- Oh, my God, this is actual life.
- I know, right?

And we only had like three rehearsals.

There's this whole
online flash mob service.

- This isn't even a real baby.
- It's not.

I have fliers if you want.

This is unexpected, and amazing,

but, um, I'm very confused
and I have to go.

I'm sorry.

That's not usually a very good sign.

That was some real messed up...

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You okay? You look shaken.

What?

Oh, yeah, uh...

Today has been... nope.

Nope, nope.
We are "keeping it professional."

This is not business-related.

Yes, right. My bad.

Carry on.

Thanks.

Ooh. Zoey?

I know that you're upset
about not being included

in The Chirp so far, but you will be.

It's just a matter of time.

That's great. I'm great. It's all great.

I am also great. I mean, I will be.

Now that the news of the
divorce is made public,

I really need to pump the brakes
on some of the bad behavior...

Excessive drinking,

buying a ranch in Montana
to go with my riding pants.

Oops.

But I feel great and I'm
gonna be totally fine.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm!

Well...

- onwards and upwards, then.
- Right?

Who knows? Maybe I'll even try
getting out there, you know.

Charlie and I only had
sex 3 1/2 times last year.

How pathetic is that?

I'm sorry, I'm stuck on the... half.

When Richard Branson calls
"Time for dinner,"

and you're staying
at his private island,

you stop what you're doing
and you go to dinner.

Ooh, Richard Branson.
Wonder if he's single.

Can you Google that for me?

- Of course.
- Thank you.

These are the best candidates
that can start work immediately.

All we need to find is someone competent

and responsible and trustworthy

and experienced.

So basically we're looking
for an angel sent from heaven.

- Yeah.
- Yeah. Okay. Yeah. Sure.

What would you say is your
approach to in-home caregiving?

Well, I provide a whole-body approach.

To caregiving?

Oh, yeah.

Sorry, it's hard to concentrate

with all the dark
energies in this house.

Was someone murdered? Recently?

No, two people.

Sisters.

My approach?

I don't know, that's a thinker.

Ah, I don't know,
I guess I'd say "needs-based."

Like, if he needs to eat, let him eat.

If he needs to sleep, let him sleep.

Okay, uh, what would
you think about incorporating

some type of exercise
routine into his life?

What is he training for,
the New York marathon?

I hate to break it to you, pal.

I think you're gonna lose.

What you should be
doing is online poker.

It's all about sitting
at a table for hours.

Guy with nowhere to go?

He could make a killing.

I see you're a registered nurse?

Yes, for 29 years.

That's amazing. So, um...

How are you gonna celebrate
your 30th anniversary?

Extending someone's life.

How festive.

I've worked with several patients

with degenerative diseases.

It's all about providing
proper nutrition

and instituting a physiotherapy routine

to avoid muscle atrophy.

My goal is to keep your loved one

as healthy as I can
for as long as I can.

So Nancy, when can you start?

- Hi.
- Hi.

Are you seriously hiding from me?

No. I work in here all the time.

Jamming on code, listening to tunes.

This is a podcast on
the Golden State Killer.

I listen to true crime
to calm myself. Uh...

I'm sorry I just ran away.

That was an amazing gesture.

So amazing that it instantly
repelled you from me?

'Cause I really did put
myself out there, Zo,

and I'd appreciate it if you could do

or say something in return.

Look we both know

I am not good with
feelings and emotions,

and this is just a lot
for me to handle right...

Okay, well,
you can't just leave me hanging.

I really don't get you lately.

I mean, you've been acting
weird for months now.

One minute you're here,
the next minute you drift off

into this... this Zoeyland,
and I just can't figure out

what the hell's going
on in your head anymore.

- Is this all 'cause of your dad?
- No.

- It's not just my dad.
- Okay, then what is it?

- Just tell me. I can handle it.
- It's not that I don't want

to have that conversation.

It's that I can't, really.

Zoey, I just told you I loved you.

I literally just sang my heart
out in front of a mall...

I have a superpower! Okay?

Okay, forget it.

You know, you could have just
told me you weren't interested.

- That probably would've hurt...
- I'm serious.

I hear people's inner thoughts.

They sing them to me, constantly.

That's why I'm off in Zoeyland.

I'm not who you think I am.

I am a mutant.

I am the X-Men

meets "The Voice."

Now do you understand?

I'm sorry, what?!

Okay, let me get this straight.

I do this whole big flash mob

where I confess how I really feel to you

and you respond with
stories of earthquakes,

magical x-ray machines,

and endless musical
numbers in your head?

Yes, it was actually
a magic MRI machine.

Somehow that doesn't
make me feel any better.

- Imagine how I feel.
- Should I imagine it?

- Or should I just belt it out?
- This isn't a joke.

You have no idea how this
has taken over my life.

If this is really happening, then
what am I singing right now? Huh?

You're not singing anything.

What about Sam, what's he singing?

It doesn't work that way.

I can't just make it happen.

Well, isn't that convenient?

It's important to take his
vitals throughout the day

to establish a baseline.

Nancy, I cannot tell you

how wonderful it is to have you here.

When Mitch fell,
I just felt so helpless,

but now that you're here I...

Here's a list of medical equipment

I suggest you purchase.

Oh, okay, yeah,
you're all about the work.

I... I totally get that. Um...

Do we really need all these devices?

Because Mitch is very concerned

that this not feel like a sick house.

But he is sick,

and the patient's health is my priority.

Could you call him Mitch?

Oh, you... yes.

Will you be purchasing
those items for Mitch?

Um... what do you think, honey?

Okay.

Okay, huh.

All right, well, I will get right on it.

Thank you.

Perfect. Bye bye.

Dude. I just scored the best table

and bottle service at Club Chaos
tonight for Spell-iversary.

That sounds empyreal.

That means "sublime"
for you guys in the cheap seats.

It's gonna be lit. I've got an in

with these hot Berkeley girls
who said they'd stop by.

Rumor has it... they like sex.

Leif, we're back in.

You guys are all invited, obviously.

Think I'm gonna take a raincheck.

And I think I'm gonna pretend

you were actually part of that invite.

♪ You and me ♪

♪ We used to be together ♪

♪ Every day together, always ♪

♪ I really feel ♪

♪ I'm losing my best friend ♪

♪ I can't believe this could be ♪

♪ The end ♪

♪ Don't speak ♪

♪ I know just what you're saying ♪

♪ So please stop explaining ♪

- Wait a second! Max!
- ♪ Don't tell me 'cause it hurts ♪

- ♪ Don't speak ♪
- It's happening.

Tobin is singing his
feelings out loud to Leif.

That's impossible.
Tobin doesn't have feelings.

I didn't think so either,
but apparently he does.

It's something about Leif
and their relationship

and he's really sad
about it and he's singing

all of his emotions at
Leif this very second.

♪ Frightening ♪

- ♪ Well, I... ♪
- No, he's not.

Dude doesn't have a care in the world.

♪ With my head in my hands,
I sit and cry ♪

I strongly disagree with you.

♪ Don't speak ♪

♪ I know what you're thinking ♪

♪ And I don't need your reasons ♪

♪ Don't tell me 'cause it hurts ♪

Max, believe me,

Tobin... is heartbroken.

Okay, let's just end this
insanity once and for all.

Hey, Tobin. You good?

Your mama thought so last night.

Thanks, buddy, that'll be all.
I'm sorry, Zoey,

- but you can't convince me.
- You know, you're right.

I may not be able
to convince you, but...

Hell yeah, Zoey's got powers.

Did she put you up to this?
Are you two pranking me?

Ain't nobody got time to prank you, boy.

This is very, very real, Sir Max-a-lot.

Mo's actually been helping
me figure out how it works.

He's been keeping tabs on the rules.

The rules? And just how many are there?

Well, let's see.

Zoey can hear heart songs.

Her term, not mine.

The heart songs always
reveal people's inner truth.

Zoey has a responsibility to help people

when she hears their songs.

Otherwise,
she'll be haunted by those songs,

which we've learned is no bueno.

Sometimes time freezes
when she hears a song.

- Other times, they go...
- Wait, wait, wait.

So now Zoey can manipulate
the laws of physics, too?

This is really incredible.

Ain't it, though?

He's being sarcastic.

Look, Max, I know
this is hard for you to believe,

but it's all true.

Look, I...
I would really love to believe it.

It's just that I need more
concrete evidence and proof.

Okay.

There might be one way to do that.

But you're not gonna like it.

What is it?

We're gonna have go to
clubbing tonight with Tobin.

You think Tobin will like these?

Shots of Goldschlager? Yeah.

It's the official drink of
douchebros trying to be classy.

Thanks for getting us in, Mo.

No problem. Eddie's coming too.

At least that's what I understood

when I texted him "Wanna come?"

And then he wrote back the letter "Y,"

which I'm gonna assume is "yes"

and not "Y are you texting me?
I'm not into you."

Oh, there's Tobin.

You sure that guy's hiding
some deep emotional pain?

Isn't it obvious?

Don't make me spell that, bro.

All right. Spell-iversary!

- Party people in the hizzy!
- You showed up.

Couldn't miss such a big night.

Happy Spell-iversary, playah.

All right, I'll let you guys stay,

only because that is my favorite drink.

- Oh, this is my friend Mo.
- What's up, Mo?

Happy to spell-ebrate with you.

Mad respect for your pun game.

So where's Leif?

Oh, he's, uh, running late, I guess.

Running late to Spell-iversary?

He'll be here.

That's odd.

- Isn't that odd, Max?
- Uh...

Is everything all right with you two?

What? What are you talking about?

I don't know, I just...
I... I... I'm sensing

a little bit less man
love than usual lately.

- Nah, we're good, Zoey.
- I don't think you are good.

I think something's
going on between you guys

and you don't... wanna speak about it.

But here's the thing...

I know it's bothering you.

Please.

Everything okay, Tobes?

Yep. Just gotta go drain the dragon.

Well, that really convinced me.

To Spell-iversary!

Spell-iversary!

To Spell-iversary?

To Spelliversary.

I'm not doing this. Look,

Tobin's been gone for four
whole house songs now,

or maybe one house song
that's lasted as long as four.

I honestly can't tell
with all this pounding

in my head right now.

Maybe I was too hard on him.

I'm usually more subtle
but I was really trying

to prove to you my abilities.
Can you go check on him?

What? No, I'm not checking on him.

Men don't check on men in
bathrooms. It's not a thing.

I just saw Tobin leave,
but guess who's here?

- Hey.
- Hey.

Wanna dance?

Is that all you have to
say to me and my friends?

I really don't understand why
we're not already dancing.

Come on.

Okay, that's it, I only came to see

if Tobin was an emotional mess,

but now that he's gone, so am I.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

- Max... something's happening.
- ♪ Esta noche, mi amor ♪

- What, my worst nightmare?
- ♪ Te doy toda mi vida ♪

No, it's Mo and Eddie.

Quedaté con migo.

♪ Tonight we dance ♪

♪ I leave my life in your hands ♪

♪ We take the floor ♪

♪ Nothing is forbidden anymore ♪

♪ Don't let the world in outside ♪

♪ Don't let a moment go by ♪

♪ Nothing can stop us tonight ♪

♪ Bailamos ♪

♪ Let the rhythm take you over ♪

♪ Bailamos ♪

♪ Te quiero amor mío ♪

♪ Bailamos ♪

♪ Wanna live this night forever ♪

♪ Bailamos ♪

♪ Te quiero amor mío ♪

♪ Te quiero ♪

♪ Bailamos ♪

♪ Let the rhythm take you over ♪

♪ Bailamos ♪

♪ Te quiero amor mío ♪

♪ Bailamos ♪

♪ Wanna live this night forever ♪

♪ Bailamos ♪

♪ Te quiero amor mío ♪

♪ Te quiero ♪

Okay, remember how Mo didn't
know where he stood with him?

Here's the thing... I
just heard them sing,

and I bet you anything they
are about to start kissing.

In three,

two, one...

It doesn't prove anything.

Two people were dancing and
then they started making out.

That's a normal sequence of events.

Look, if you're gonna keep sticking

to this insane superpower thing,

then... I think we
gotta stop hanging out.

Max, don't go. I can prove it.

No, you can't! There's no way to prove

you can see inside people's hearts.

Even though I saw inside yours?

What are you talking about?

After I got the power...

you sang to me.

Love songs.

Lots of love songs.

I did?

Yeah.

And you didn't do anything about it?

I did something.

What did you do?

You... set me up with Autumn.

Yes.

To get me away from you?

Yes, I did.

Wow.

Well, now I know
you're telling the truth,

because no one would ever lie

about doing something that heartless.

- Max...
- How can you claim to care

about me, to be my friend,
when you knew how I felt

all this time and said nothing?

I mean, wow, were we
ever even friends at all?

Yes! We were friends. We are friends.

Well, not anymore.
I really hope that you

have a wonderful, musical life,

because I can't...

Morning, sunshine.

I thought I'd drop by

with some good news on my way to work.

Guess who I heard sing last night?

Oh, my God, Eddie,
at the club, last night.

Tell me everything.

Well, it was a hot Spanish song.

You and Eddie were
both singing and dancing.

Quite seductively, I might add.

Most importantly,
I can tell that he's really into you.

You know, maybe he's just shy
and communicates more with his...

Body? Yeah,
we figured that out last night.

Hey, Zoey.

- Hi.
- Wanna get breakfast?

K.

- Tell me about Max.
- Oh.

Uh... he hates me.

Doesn't believe me.
Thinks I'm horrible person.

Doesn't want to be friends with me.

I tossed and turned about
it in bed all night.

Hmm. That explains the puffiness.

Maybe I'm not supposed to
have any friends but you, Mo.

Every time I hear someone's
thoughts it ruins everything.

This is exactly why Superman
needed his Fortress of Solitude.

Mm-mm. Don't blame it on your power.

This one's all on you.

What's that supposed to mean?

Old Zoey steamrolled through life

living in a black and white world.

You're not wrong.

But New Zoey has been given a gift

to know how people really feel,

and it's helped you make connections

and have hard conversations.

Real friends owe that to each other.

Max and I had a hard
conversation last night

and we are definitely not better for it.

You know damn well that is not

the hard conversation
that I'm talking about.

That boy organized an entire flash mob

professing his love for you,
and what did you do in return?

You told him about your
powers to avoid saying

how you feel about him.

He deserves an answer.

But what if I... don't know how I feel?

Then start with that.

And if he's a good
friend he'll understand.

Mo, I'm hungry.

Now if you're a good friend...

you'll leave and take that tea with you,

because you know that that
boy needs some breakfast.

Faster.

Nancy.

What is this?

It's a hospital bed, Maggie.

I mean...

Why didn't you ask
me before you got that?

I thought we agreed to make

some necessary changes in the house.

I know, but a change like that,

it's... it's so... drastic. It's...

- It's so clinical.
- I know.

I understand, it is clinical.

But as a health care professional,

I'm only doing what I think is best.

And that reminds me...
it's time for him to get some rest.

Oh, oh, no, wait, don't turn that off.

Mitch is a huge March Madness fan.

He's gonna want to see that.

What?

Oh, "not tired, thirsty." He...

"Milkshake." He... he wants...

He loves chocolate milkshakes.

So you want his blood sugar to spike

instead of preserving his energy?

Mrs. Clarke, is this about
what your husband wants,

or what he needs?

I think I know what my husband needs.

The waitress dropped
this off after you left.

Ironically, they spelled it wrong.

Sorry if I drove you away last night.

I've noticed some new dynamics
going on around here and...

I didn't leave 'cause of you.

I didn't mean to question
your relationship with Leif.

You two are best friends and I'm just...

What do you two call me?

Agent Orange? Code Red?

Lucille Balls?

That was a good one.

I know something's
wrong between you two,

and if you want to talk about it...

What kind of best friend
bails on Spell-iversary?

That night's supposed to be sui generis!

That means "of a class of its own."

Obviously it's not as important to Leif

as another late night at the office

trying to boost his career.

Still, priorities, bro.

Have you talked to
him about any of this?

Oh, you mean like when
we're getting our mani-pedis

- and drinking frozé?
- Look, I know

it sounds scary, but real
friends have hard conversations.

They... owe it to each other.

Leif doesn't have
time for a conversation.

He's too busy crushing it with Joan.

Well, I'm your boss,

and I'm telling you The Chirp can wait.

Hey, uh, we missed you last night.

Sorry about that.

They spelled it wrong.

Uh, I'mma get deep for a hot second,

so just bear with me. Um...

When we met at the bee,

I was just a shy kid from India

who was the butt of all the
jokes on the playground,

but you made me feel like
one of the cool kids.

Cool is a relative term.

I shared a thermos of soup with you.

Yeah, dude, but that was everything.

Everyone else looked
through me when I got there.

I was just another immigrant

whose parents had
made him learn every word

in the English language
because they desperately

wanted him to fit in.

I guess that's why Spell-iversary
has meant so much to me.

I get that. And I'm sorry,
I just... I had to work,

and I lost track of time.

Yeah, but stuff like this has
been going on for a while now.

You wanna tell me what's up?

I, um...

I guess I have been pulling back.

I'm just trying to make some
serious moves around here.

And all you want to do is play around

and brag about how many of
Zoey's pens you've hidden in the nest.

There's at least 34 of them in there.

You're starting to
seem like a liability, man.

How are we supposed to run this place

if people don't start to
take you more seriously?

You want us to run this place?

Yeah, dude.

What's the point of rising
if we can't do it together?

How about we focus
less on partying and...

goofing around?

And a little more on that grind? Yeah?

Come here.

Here to pour salt on my wounds?

No.

I'm here to do what I
should've done months ago.

I didn't give you my answer

after the flashmob because
my answer is messy.

And complicated.

And selfish.

But... you deserve the truth,
so, here it is.

I haven't even allowed
myself to consider

going down a romantic road with you

because it could mean I
could lose your friendship.

- Or make it even stronger.
- Or maybe

we could have an awful,
terrible breakup,

and then I'd lose you forever.

So you're afraid to even try?

Yeah.

I'm already losing my dad,

and I can't bear the
thought of losing you, too.

It's just... It's not the right time,

and I'm not strong enough for it.

So basically what you're saying is

I'm too important to risk losing?

Does that not make sense?

In a way it's very... very flattering.

Yeah, yeah, no, it's... It's really...

It's like a really awesome
terrible rejection.

Rejection?

It is not a rejection.

It's all coming from a place of love.

Can you please just stay my best friend

and not change this
special thing that we have?

Hasn't it already changed, though?

I mean, if you can hear my feelings,

and I can't hear yours,
that's not a fair friendship.

Okay, how about this?

I'll be an open book from now on.

You can ask me anything and I will be

100% honest with you.

Okay, yeah, that sounds great, Zo,

but I'm not sure it's
gonna solve everything.

Maybe not, but it's a start.

I have to catch up on
all this work I missed

while trying to fix Tobin,

but can we please meet up later?

I need us to be good.

Yeah, I need us to be good, too, but

you just threw a pretty
big bombshell at me.

So... maybe we should press pause

on things like Movie Night.

Boo-yah!

Take that,
"Pocket Pairs in Pennsylvania"!

Sounds like you two are
really hitting it off.

Yeah. We are taking all of the
money that Mitch is winning

and we are gonna buy
you something real nice.

- Hmm.
- Oh, forget it.

He said he wants to
"blow it on the ponies."

That is not cool, bud.

I'm just kidding. He said he's thirsty.

One chocolate shake coming up.

Thank you.

I have to admit,

I was surprised to hear from you.

I don't always make the
best first impression.

It's not really about what I need.

It's about what my husband
needs, and, um,

right now he needs someone like you.

What are you doing?

Oh, I sneak some spinach in,

just for the vitamins and minerals.

I hope you don't mind.

No, not at all.

Just don't forget the whipped cream.

- Hey.
- Hey.

So you and Zoey, hanging out again.

You weren't for a while there,
I noticed.

Yeah, well, we're pretty tight.

Didn't know you were keeping tabs.

Not keeping tabs, per se...

Were you guys ever a thing?

Just... Zoey's special.

She deserves to be with a good guy.

Yeah. Well, she will be.

One day.

You know something?

I think we might have something real.

Something real and impressive.

This could be a game-changer.

I'm gonna loop Zoey in tomorrow.

I think fresh eyes would help.

Um, you know, I just want to say, Joan,

I have had a blast working
on this project with you.

I could not agree more.

No, really, I mean it.

You're intelligent, dynamic, creative...

beautiful.

♪ I put a spell on you ♪

♪ Because you're mine ♪

♪ Stop the things you do ♪

♪ Watch out! I ain't lying ♪

♪ Yeah, I can't stand ♪

Whoo!

♪ No running around ♪

♪ I can't stand it ♪

♪ Don't put me down ♪

♪ I put a spell on you ♪

♪ Because you're mine ♪

And I just think that
there's something...

special here.

Something that could go all the way.

Well, then, that's something

that definitely shouldn't happen.

And yet, it seems inevitable.

It's a terrible idea.

You're absolutely right.

I'm in a position of power over you.

It's wrong. You look like
you just started shaving,

and it flies in the face
of everything I believe

about workplace professionalism.

I couldn't agree more.

Glad we're on the same page.