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[mischievous music]

♪ ♪

- Very impressive, Dr. Washington.

- Thank you, Dr. Reynard.

- In fact, I think someone deserves a little reward.

[smooth R&B music]

We've both been waiting for this moment for too long.

- Damn. Are we really doing this?

[singer vocalizing]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Break that 20-second loneliness ♪

♪ And it's been so many-- ♪

- [gasps] Oh my God.

- What? What happened? You good, baby?

Okay, you had a nightmare. - Yeah.

- You had a nightmare. - Yeah, it was intense.

- Okay, come on. It's okay.

- Okay. - Yep.

[inquisitive music]

♪ ♪

[phone rings]

- Ah.

Hey, honey. - Hi, boo.

- Aw, look at that. David bought you flowers.

- No. No aw.

Those aren't the "aw" kind of flowers.

Those are the "I fucked up

and I hope you forget" kind of flowers.

- Oh shit. What's going on, boo?

- His new assistant, Vanessa.

Girl, look.

Sent to you now.

- Oh hell no.

I don't like none of that smiling ass.

She gots to go.

- Right? Thank you. That's what I said.

David says there's nothing going on, but I just--

Haze, I just can't shake this feeling.

- Trust your intuition, Ari.

You need me to look into this?

- No. Thank you. Absolutely not.

- Well, I'm just saying, if you need me

to call dem boys, I got you.

I will get all up in David's ass.

- No.

Hazel, please do not call dem boys.

I may not trust that bitch, and I may not trust David,

but right now, I don't have any proof.

- Fuck your proof.

Your feelings are your proof.

- No, Hazel. My feelings are my feelings.

And feelings aren't facts until I have the facts.

Just stand down.

- You sure?

- Positive.

Hazel, don't you call dem boys.

- Mm-kay.

- Have fun at your dinner. I love you. I gotta run.

- I still wish you were here. - I know, me too.

- Keep your head up. I will.

♪ ♪

- Let's go, David! - I--oh, Gary.

- Come on, baby.

- Okay, hold on. Look at Gary go.

God damn. - Oh, come on.

- Hold up, Usain Bolt.

- Man, we just at two. We supposed to do five.

- Two? - Yeah.

- Well, I may have been thinking

five minutes, not miles.

Damn, I did not realize how out of shape I was.

- David, you not working out up in Albany?

- Man, all I really have time for is work and--

and getting snubbed by my wife.

- Ah, there it is.

Gary, when you called me,

I figured something must be up with Ari.

- Okay, shit. Am I really that transparent?

- [laughs] Yes, you are.

But I got you this time because I know you're not a runner.

I just wanted to see how far you could go.

And I think you must be desperate.

- You planned this shit? - Yes.

- Straight up,

when you suggested the run, I just about cried.

- Dude, you don't need a ruse, alright?

Just hit me up and be like, "Girl, we need to talk."

Don't call me girl.

- I was gonna say, 'cause I-- 'cause I could--

- No, no. - [laughs]

Yo, I appreciate that, man. - It's all good.

- No, but for real. About Ari. - Hit me.

- Yeah man, the other night,

we had this big-ass misunderstanding,

which I thought we had kinda straightened out.

You know, the next day I sent flowers,

kind of a peace offering. - Nice.

- What did I hear back?

Nothing. - Mm.

- Like, literally nothing. Right, that--nothing is scary.

- It is a little scary, but maybe she just wants

to twist the knife a little bit,

let you know she's not just mad,

but she's "I wanna make you suffer" mad.

- Yeah, I just--

I just don't know what to do.

- Hey, you know, uh,

Hazel's thing tonight, are you going?

- Oh, I was--I was kind of on the fence.

- No, no, no. You should go. You should go.

You know how they say

that you find a man's heart through his stomach?

Well, you find a woman's through her friends.

And bring a gift. You win points for that.

- Okay. Yeah, yeah, you right, man.

That's--yeah, that's some good advice.

Thanks, man. - I got 14 years in the game.

- Right. I owe you. - No, it's all good.

You know, we ran two down, let's run 2 back.

That will be four total. - No, no, no, no, no.

- You know what? I--I think I should start

paying you back... - You got it. You got it.

You got it. - By calling us a Lyft. Okay.

- Come on, man.

- Oh, you know what? We should get some hotdogs.

- Yes, I know, but don't forget we have that menu tasting

at Hazel's tonight.

Yeah, It's casual, wear whatever you want,

but not a V-neck and a gold chain

'cause that's just, like, yuck.

Okay. Bye.

Hi.

- Hi, Dr. Washington. How are you?

- Good. Um. Well...

[smooth R&B music]

So good. I--

- Dr. Reynard.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Dr. Washington, do you know Dr. Carmen Villarreal?

She's a surgeon in oncology.

[speaking Spanish]

- Nice to meet you. Um, did you transfer here?

How--how have I not seen you?

- Been away for a while doing research at Meharry.

- Oh. Nashville, that's great. Well, welcome home.

- Gracias. [phone buzzing]

- Oh.

- Ah, ladies, gotta run. They need me in ER.

Good to see you both.

- You too. - Same.

[sultry music]

[sighs] Dr. Reynard's the best.

♪ ♪

- He sure is.

- I would've never considered going for chief of surgery

if he hadn't pushed me to apply.

- Say what now?

- Since both of us are in the running,

we have a really good shot at making history

as the first woman of color.

Wouldn't that be great?

- Oh, yeah. That would be amazing.

- Well, I'll see you around.

- I'll see you around.

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- I like that.

Hey, Regina, time is money, honey.

It's my money. Are you ready to record?

- Give me a minute to align.

- Oh. Okay.

This bitch is talking about aligning.

- Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo.

Listen, I am feeling this track.

- Hey, Warren. What a surprise.

- Yeah, how unexpected but delightful.

How about we all go to Hazel's office and have a chat?

I can get you set up in there. - No, no, no, no, no.

Listen, listen, I don't wanna disrupt this vibe.

This is awesome.

And listen, Haze,

I'm sorry it didn't work out with Regina.

- Mm-hmm. - But we know that you're going

to find some awesome talent.

[both laugh]

- Thank you. That is so nice.

Curtis, set up lunch next week, okay?

- Yes. Yeah. - Awesome.

- Totally. Sure. - Lunch this way.

- All right, let's do this.

- Is that Regina I hear?

- Huh? - Is it?

- Oh, let me get my water.

- Yes, it is.

She's doing some--uh, backup. - Backup.

For another artist that we are considering.

- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. - Oh, cool.

Who's the artist?

- Uh.

H-her name is Aysha...

uh, Kanisha Mirashe. [chuckles]

It's one of those "ishah" names, you know?

She's got, like, a million fans on the TikTok.

- Curtis, please just stop it. - What?

- I cannot lie to you, Warren.

- Please lie.

- Regina is not cutting background vocals.

She's recording her album.

Look, I believe in her,

and I know you don't, but I have faith in her

and it is my prerogative, so--

- You do what you wanna do. - That's right.

- No, no, no, no.

See, that's, uh, that's where you wrong.

FAI has approval on everyone you sign.

It's a partnership.

You know, and if you choose to disregard what we say,

then that's fine.

But we may choose not to renew your contract.

Curtis, my man, I'll see my way out.

- Okay. Great. See you, and, uh...

- [groans] - What?

How could you possibly blame this on me now?

- Give me a minute. I'll find a way.

♪ ♪

- Jayla.

- Robin, hey.

- I just got a call from Jacob's office.

Your response to his motion to compel was due two days ago.

- That's impossible.

- He's accusing us of intentionally stalling.

- Yeah, but the filing date isn't un--oh, shit.

I--I must have put the wrong date in my calendar.

I will fix this.

- Yes, you will.

Where the hell is your focus?

I mean, I don't need to remind you

that you're basically a temp here

until the partners say you're not.

- Yes, you tell me quite often.

But it won't happen again.

- So who is he?

- Huh?

- The man who clearly has you dickmatized and glowing?

- Oh, no. There's no man.

I just got a lot of personal stuff going on.

I'll take care of it.

- Okay. Get gathered, okay?

'Cause this type of mistake can never happen again.

[pensive music]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Bad [...] ♪

♪ I'm slayin' all these [...] 'cause I'm a savage ♪

♪ Ain't with no basic [...], and I'm not your average ♪

♪ Feelin' like I'm Kobe ♪

♪ I ain't givin' [...] passes ♪

♪ Yeah, I get it, but I go hustle ♪

♪ Like I ain't had [...] ♪

- Wow. Nice dress.

- Don't flatter yourself. I have a party after this.

What were you thinking-- - Wine?

[indistinct chatter]

[soft lounge music playing]

- One glass.

Listen, Jake, I made a mistake.

This case is important to me,

and I shouldn't have allowed myself

to blur the lines with you.

It was stupid, it was unprofessional,

and if anybody at my firm found out about us--

- They won't. Trust me.

It's not in my best interest, either.

- Good.

So then we'll just forget that anything happened, okay?

- What if I don't wanna forget it?

- Jake.

- I had a great time.

Didn't you?

- It doesn't matter.

It's a conflict of interest.

- For now, sure.

But what about after this case is over?

Can we do dinner then?

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Can't we just talk? ♪

♪ Can't we just talk like... ♪

[laughter]

- No, no. It's everybody.

- I said you gotta go when you gotta go.

- What?

- You got a house white, though,

that's what I was saying.

- Attention, everyone.

Here we have the fromage frit

with edible flowers...

- Ooh, okay. - The sirloin beef spoon

with balsamic reduction,

and finally, the salmon stiffed wheat rounds

with pickled beets clipped.

- Clipped! Love it. - Yes.

And beets. - Oh, yes.

A napkin 'cause I-- - Ooh, I'm gonna try this one.

- Okay, all right, I'm gonna take that.

- Yes, please. - Thank you so much.

Clip, clip. - Yes!

- Enjoy. both: Thank you.

- I don't know the last time I had a sirloin beef spoon.

- And you know, I've never had a clipped beet.

I wonder if they clipped it with a toenail clipper

because that would be-- - Oh.

- That's a good point. - I just--I just ate that.

- Listen, just give me your honest opinions.

A Hazel Rachelle menu

has to be flawless. - Of course.

- I say the beef spoon-- I think it stays.

- Yeah. - I think it stays.

- Here we have a kiwi lime and mint julep...

- Ooh. - A rhubarb margarita,

a peach bourbon mule, and a frozen Paloma.

- I have not heard of any of those,

but I'll take the dark one 'cause it matches my suit,

and I'm a known spiller.

- Ooh, yes. I'll take this. Looks like New Year's.

- I'ma take the kiwi-- whatever you said.

- Mmm. - Very tasty.

- Oh, oh, and Hazel, this is for you from me.

- Oh. - Mm-hmm. Engagement gift.

A nice bottle of Roederer Estate L'Ermitage.

Ari told me once it's your favorite wine.

- And you remembered. Aw.

This is so incredibly thoughtful, David.

- Oh, of course.

Hope you enjoy it, Hazel. You deserve it.

- I do, don't I? [laughter]

- She'd be the first to tell you.

- Sure will. - Excuse me, baby.

- Yes? - No cocktails with rum?

- What was that? - Um.

- [chuckles] Well, you see,

Rum has been the national drink of Jamaica since 1655.

- Wow. I didn't know that.

- Honey, you just keep drinking, and eventually,

everything's gonna taste like rum.

- Oh! - [laughs]

- I'm with that. - I'll drink to that.

- Oh. That's all right. - I'll be--

- That's-- - I'ma go over here.

- Mmm, man, good call on the champagne.

- Yeah, I figured it wouldn't hurt.

- Yeah. - Mmm.

Whatever is in this herbed mousse shit is good as hell.

Hazel, this place is stunning.

- Okay, you're late, but thank you.

- You're welcome. I'm sorry. Hey, y'all. You look great.

- Yeah. - Thank you.

- Oh, yes.

- Oh, no, no, none for her.

She threw up in my kitchen sink.

- Really, Hazel? Still?

- Okay, just a little bit. Go ahead.

I'm watching you.

- Oh man. Always something I forget.

- Yeah. Yeah. - [laughs]

Hey, thanks for making me run today.

Oh my goodness, I needed it.

- Oh, no, man, look, ever since I started working on the boat,

man, I've been running a lot more.

Like, it helps me clear my head.

- Oh, shit.

You--you're actually doing it. - Yeah, I'm doing it, man.

I can't believe it took me this long to start back.

Man, I just--I forgot how much I love writing.

- Wait, have--

have you ever written any journalism pieces?

- Yeah, a little bit back in college, why?

- I might have something for you, actually.

- Really? - "Essence" wants to do

a piece, but they want someone I know to write it.

You know, gives it more of a personal feel.

- Yeah, yeah.

- Is that something you'd be interested in?

- Are you serious?

Man, it's like it's fucking Christmas.

Yes, yes.

- Okay, okay, okay.

Before you get too hyped, just know you'll have to

shadow me at a couple of events.

- Okay.

- Next one up is a men's retreat.

I'm the keynote speaker. It's in Mohawk Valley.

- I--I don't know where that's at, but I'll be there.

Come on, man. Boom. Thank you, man.

- Attention, everyone.

If everyone would join us at the table.

It's time for more food. Hey.

- Oh, hey! - Oh, okay! I like that.

- Right, I'm ready to eat.

I'm ready to eat. Let's do this.

- Hazel, you should have all of this at the wedding.

It's good.

- I gotta say though, I've never had

such tasty, tiny little balls in my mouth before.

- You sure about that?

all: Oh! [laughter]

- Okay, I'm done, I'm done, I'm done.

- This is like a bunch of-- - Mac and cheese.

- Oh, did I tell you we finally found the wedding venue?

- Oh, that's so cool! - Finally.

- Well, not really "we,"

but I still like the idea of getting married on the beach.

We can have the reception right there.

Ackee and salt fish, callaloo, curry goat roasted on a spit.

- Yeah, that does sound amazing.

I love a beach wedding so much,

but not for everybody that has to deal with humidity

in their hair and sand in their shoes and--

you could just go to the beach one day.

- And for our final course,

we have a monogram cream tart cake...

all: Ooh!

- And champagne Chantilly shooters.

- I heard these are, um, explosive.

[laughter]

- Oh! - Thank you.

- Wait. That's it?

That's the whole meal? Nothing Jamaican?

- Oh, baby, this isn't a beach barbeque.

[laughs] This is--this is our wedding.

- Yeah, and my family's coming too.

You see, in Jamaica,

we do a bush tea and have some rum cake,

then top it off with a little bit of spice.

- Well, here in America,

the wedding is all about the bride,

and, um, the groom kinda just shows up.

So this is the menu, okay?

Please everybody, enjoy your food.

- Yes. - I was enjoying it.

- Is this the meatball with the sauce?

- Hazel, you hurt that boy's feelings.

- No, he'll be fine.

- Miss Rachelle, another guest has arrived,

but I'm sorry to report, we don't have an extra plate.

- Um, I'm sorry to report you let a stranger in my house.

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

David?

- Oh, Van. Woah, you--you're early.

Guys, this is my assistant, Vanessa.

- Hi, everyone. I don't mean to intrude.

Just need to get this out by tomorrow.

Just pretend I'm not here.

[inquisitive music]

- [whispering] That's the one that Ari was talking about.

- Really? What she be assisting him with?

- Mm-mm.

- Ooh, thanks for coming all this way.

Once again, you saved my ass. [both chuckle]

- No problem. Just doing my job.

- True, but now that you're here,

you have got to try these meatballs in harissa sauce.

I'm telling you, they're insane.

- No, no, no. I don't wanna interfere.

Enjoy your friends.

- No, come on. You're a friend too.

You know what?

People like to say two thumbs up;

I gave these three thumbs up.

- No--

Okay. [both chuckle]

- What--what did he-- - Who in the--

- He just fed this bitch a meatball.

- Oh my gosh. - Okay, these are amazing.

Lamb? - Yeah, yeah.

- Oh my God. - You know what?

You also need to try-- - You wanna give her the duck?

- You know I am. - Give her the duck.

You gonna like the duck.

- He's giving her the duck!

- Is he-- - [gasps]

- That duck is great.

- He did it again. - Oh my God.

- Is it me, or is it highly inappropriate for a man

to feed another woman in front of his wife's friends?

- That's not even our business.

- Gary, eat your food. - You're right.

- It is definitely our business.

Nobody feeds somebody unless they are

feeding somebody, you feel me?

- I certainly do. I'ma call Ari later.

- Not if I'm gonna call her first.

- You know, babe, I really think

you should just stay out of this.

- Baby, eat your tart. - I'm just saying.

- And you know, I took the back roads.

- No, no, no. Don't call her.

I got another plan in mind.

- Yeah, probably too much.

- Ooh, I like it when you look like that.

[mischievous music]

- Hazel, you have another chair?

girls: No.

- There's a chair right there. - Shut up, Gary.

- ♪ Baby girl, man a real Don Dada ♪

♪ Real top gunner ♪

♪ What ya expect from a real yard runner ♪

♪ We no play dolly house, girl ♪

♪ A fall for the hammer ♪

♪ Listen when me talk, when me talk, me no stammer ♪

[phone ringing]

- Hey. - Hey.

You just left after dinner without saying anything.

Where are you?

- Out.

- Yeah, I can see that.

What's with the attitude?

- Are you serious?

You treated me like shit tonight

in front of all your friend there.

Like nothing I said mattered to you at all.

- Ha! No worse than the way

your sister treated me, Nigel.

- And you know what?

If I'd seen her talk to you like that,

I would've had your back, Hazel.

Because you're the one I'm in a relationship with.

I would never dismiss you like how you did me.

- Nigel, we are not serving

rum punch at a Hazel Rachelle wedding.

- Sure. Whatever you say.

Hazel, I got to go.

- Okay.

Look, I've had a long day,

and if you're gonna turn this into a thing,

then I'm not in the mood to talk to you, either.

- ♪ Just tell them goodbye ♪

♪ And let the whole of dem cry-y-y-y ♪

[inquisitive music]

- Look, when you're CEO of your own company,

sometimes that means having tough conversations

and hurting people's feelings.

Oh, I know.

You could pretend to hurt my feelings.

You never have trouble with that.

- Curtis, please don't tempt me.

- I know it's tough, but it's-- it's the right decision.

It's the only decision.

- Then why do I feel like punching something?

- Oh. - Not you. You're too skinny.

You'll probably crumble like a Pringle.

- It's not personal. It's business, okay?

We cannot manage without FAI money.

And I cannot drive for Lyft as I do not have a car.

- Hmm. - Well, I have some good news!

I checked my chart this morning.

Mercury and Neptune are holding hands.

- Oh.

- Meaning this is a blessed time

for prosperity, creativity, and abundance.

- Awesome. - Yep.

Curtis, could you give us a minute?

- Sure, yeah.

- Have a seat, Regina.

- You look troubled.

- Oh. - Maybe you should reconsider

having your chakras realigned.

- Yeah. [laughs]

Maybe. Aligning, yep.

Um, Regina, you know, I, uh, wanted to tell you

that I am so happy to be working with you...

- [laughs] - And that--

such a big fan. And I--

- The feeling is mutual, Hazel.

I've been wanting to say something for a while.

I'm in love with everything that we're doing.

- Aw. [chuckles]

Well, listen-- - No.

Let me finish.

Thank you for believing in me.

I'm finally quitting the restaurant,

and I'm moving out of that dump

that I've been calling home for so long.

And it's all thanks to you.

- Oh. [laughs]

- I know, I know. It's mushy.

What did you wanna say?

- Who, me?

Oh, um,

I-I-I--I'm just--

I'm so glad we reconnected.

[both laugh]

Yep. Ready to get to work?

- Yes.

Let's make some more magical music.

- That's right, girl. We gonna do it, girl.

[laughs] Amazing.

- Yeah, any--oh, uh.

Uh, how'd it--how'd it go?

- Huh. Uh.

- You--you might wanna get yourself a car.

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- Dr. Reynard? - Hey.

- Hi. Do you have a few minutes?

- I've always got time for you, Dr. Washington. Come on in.

- Thank you. Oh.

I just love this office so much.

The light is so bright.

- Is everything okay?

- Actually, I, um,

I think I should withdraw my application

for chief of surgery.

- What? Wait, why?

- Workload, patients.

Oh my God, the fractures during sport season.

Oof.

- Sports season is all year-round, Bree.

I'm confused. Was it something I said?

- No. Mm-mm. Not at all.

It really is just a change of heart.

- Well, I'm sorry you feel that way.

I wish there was something I could do

to make you change your mind.

- What, do you say that to all the girls?

- What's that supposed to mean?

- It just means that I didn't know that

you were endorsing Dr. Villarreal as well.

- Ah.

You know, two diverse candidates

double the odds for a win.

- Yes, I understand that, but it just makes me question,

did you ever think that

I was uniquely qualified for this job?

- Hey. Listen.

[soft R&B music]

My decision has nothing to do with the way I feel about you.

But ultimately, the choice is yours.

- ♪ So what if I wake up with a attitude? ♪

♪ You assumin' that I must be mad at you ♪

♪ Didn't get no sleep with you last night ♪

- Where is Nigel, anyway?

I was hoping to try some of his famous oxtails.

- Girl, he's somewhere sulking. We had a fight.

Let's just focus on the task at hand.

[computer chimes] - Okay. Here we go.

Since you have access to Ari's calendar,

we're accessing David's through hers.

And with a little algorithmic magic,

we get to his staffers in three, two, one.

[computer chirps] Boom.

Vanessa's calendar has been hacked.

- You are scary impressive.

- Hmm.

Wow, that's interesting. - What?

- This weekend is blocked off

on David and Vanessa's calendars.

Marked as away.

- Well, Bree did say that Gary's going

to some men's retreat with David.

Wow. I'm scary impressive too.

- That's perfect for us.

If there is hard evidence,

we can probably find it at David's apartment.

If you know what I'm saying.

- Oh, hold up. [chuckles]

I gotta make some calls.

[phone rings]

- Hi.

- Hey. - Hey.

- Clear your schedules and suit up.

Ari needs her ride or die bitches.

We are about to set some shit off.

- Hell, yeah!

- ♪ Hell yeah ♪ - ♪ Number one, yeah ♪

♪ I'm still number one ♪ - ♪ Hell yeah ♪

- ♪ Number one, always be number one ♪

- ♪ Oh ♪

♪ Took you for mine of the major ♪

- ♪ Oh ♪

- ♪ You won't admit it ♪

♪ You're the fruits of my labor ♪

- ♪ Hell yeah ♪ - ♪ Number one, yeah ♪

♪ I'm still number one ♪ - ♪ Hell yeah ♪

- ♪ Number one, always be number one ♪

- ♪ Oh ♪

♪ Don't forget it, yeah, I'm still number one ♪

- ♪ Hell yeah ♪

- [snaps] - Whoo!