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Hi.

Here, thanks.

The chicken?

- Mild butter chicken.
Got it, ready.

- Order up.

Hey, Aesop, put this
on your lap and eat.

No.

Hey!

Look, Mom.

Hi, welcome to Spirit of India.

How many in your party?

- Four, please.
- Right this way.

Here you go.

I will be back to take your
orders in a few moments.

Thank you.

Dishes, kitchen now.

C'est maitre D' doesn't do dish.

We don't have a maitre D'.

But you do have an older sister,

and she is telling you
to go do the dishes.

- Irrelevant.
- Rohan.

Dad, a moment of your time

- to discuss...
- We are not putting

tikka masala tacos
on the menu, Rohan.

They're called Tik-tacos.

We have rotis, we have frankies,

they're burritos.

But a burrito is not a taco.

Mm, you give me
lot to think about.

- No.

Here, Nani wants
you in the kitchen.

Ugh, Dad, is she gonna
fix my hair again,

while we're slammed?

I don't know, I want her to
be prepping and chopping,

not chatting and fussing.

Now hurry up, it's a busy night.

Copy that.

Looking very nice, Sonny.

Just keep producing it, okay?

Ganesh, table number
five is still waiting.

- Hurry it up, darling.
Got it.

Mild on the butter chicken.

Rhea, don't move.

Uh, look at you.

It's Sunday night,
you could have made

a bit more effort.

Can't have people seeing
my own granddaughter

doesn't look presentable, eh?

Mm, your father is no help.

Someone has to teach
you these things.

Okay.

Can you do that
anywhere but here?

But who wouldn't
be thrilled to find

my eyebrow hair
in their biryani?

Well, will you just hold still?

Uh, all right.

Better, for tonight at least.

Okay, we're done here.

Ooh.

- Rhea.
- I can handle it.

Yeah, and you
handle far too much.

Table number seven's
still waiting,

run like the wind.

Arvind, look at your daughter.

All of this working and
lifting and sweating

she's doing.

She's young, she should
be enjoying life.

Maybe she'll enjoy life
a lot more if you didn't

fuss over her looks
at every dinner rush.

Nonsense, she loves it.

No, she doesn't, she told me.

And if she didn't love
working over here,

she would tell me that, too.

Nani, can Shilpa Aunty
have the rest of our food?

Shilpa. Come along, Arvind.

You should talk to her.

- Oh yeah, I'd love to but...
- Now.

Shilpa, Vinay. How are you?

Good. Good.

Rhea was just telling us
that she is the new president

of her school's coding club.

My Sahil could give
her some pointers.

He's the founder of his
school's crypto currency club.

Splendid.

And how much of your
money has he lost so far?

Don't ask.

Now, Shilpa, I understand
you have some company

coming to town?

My younger sister Shanti
is flying in from Mumbai.

You remember Shanti.

She ate here once
about five years ago.

Of course. How could I forget?

Terrific. How's Monday night?

Dad, let's get Auntie and
Uncle some mango lassis

- on the house.
- Excellent idea.

We'll be right back.

How many sisters does
Shilpa Aunty have?

That's like, what, the fifth one
she's wanted to set you up with?

She's just doing
what Aunties do.

Uh-huh, okay, sure.

Please handle that.

- You know what boy?
- Yeah, Max.

He goes to my school.

What is he doing here?

I'm gonna take a wild
guess and say eat.

- Huh?
An open concept,

so that way the... hey!

- Go see Nani.
- Why?

She is just dying to hear
all your renovation ideas.

Yes, I knew this day would come.

Hi, welcome to Spirit of India.

Hi, I know you.

Uh, yeah.

Biology.

Calculus.

I'll show you to your table.

Cool place.

Thanks.

It's my family's restaurant.

This place reminds me of
that little Indian place

we used to go to in Upton Park.

Mm.

- Here you are.
Thank you.

Uh, "Freefall Universe."

DJ Luka Cent.

When did Luka Cent
drop a new track?

Late last night, I
just happen to be up

after closing, so I grabbed it
for my dinner rush playlist.

Wait, you made this mix?

I made this mix.

Do you make your
own stuff as well?

Oh, oh, no, no, no.

I make these playlists
because I notice that

things around here
go a lot smoother

when there's
something driving us.

- Giving us a little oompf.
- I get it.

Exactly.

So you follow Luka Cent?

Yeah, of course.

He did an underground show
next door to the restaurant

last year, it was so loud,

I could hear it
through the walls.

Yeah, I was at that show.

And I was serving dosas.

Speaking of, perhaps
we could start

with a chutney sampler
while we peruse the menu?

Yes, right away.

We should go record
shopping some time.

Maybe you could score
some old school beats

for your playlists.

I don't have a record player.

I'm a deejay.

I have two.

Rhea!

You know how I feel
about this music.

Who is that?

That is my grandma.

Don't you need to
change the song.

Three, two, one.

This happens every
night, doesn't it?

No, my dad would lose his mind.

But it does happen
every Sunday night.

I know this is kind of weird.

It's legit awesome.

Encore!

Stop dancing?

You might as well ask
me to stop breathing.

It's not that I
don't love your dancing...

But?

It's a little corny.

Your daughter always picks
such glorious music to play,

how am I not to dance?

She does have a good ear.

I'll admit, it does help us
through the Sunday dinner rush.

She's got her mother's ear.

Mira always knew exactly the
right song for every occasion.

Music just flowed
through her veins.

I need to restock the masalas.

Arvind

from the bottom of
my heart, I'm sorry.

I can't even mention
my daughter around you.

Of course you can mention her.

I miss her too.

The last think Mira would
want is for you to hide

from the world behind
work and your children.

It's getting late, let's
get some rest, yeah?

Fine.

"She's got
her mother's ear.

Music just flowed
through her veins."

- Mom, I can't sleep.

Well, I wonder why.

It's too loud outside.

But if I turn up my radio,

it's too loud inside.

I see.

Or rather I hear.

Listen.

- To what?
- To everything.

What do you mean?

Close your eyes.

And let the music guide you.

This city has so many sounds.

There's music everywhere.

Can you hear those men outside?

They're laughing loudly
at their silly jokes.

It's sharp like trumpets.

What else?

Do another.

The cars

that are going over
the wobbly grate.

Boom-ka-boom.

Boom-ka-boom. Boom-ka-boom.

Like a big drum.

Your turn.

Clank-clank, clank.

Clank-a-clank... like bells?

It's all music.

Good night, my darling.

Mwah.

Good night, Mom.

- Um, okay.
- What?

I've never seen you
smile like that before.

Who is that?

That's Max, transfer student.

He and his mom came into
the restaurant last night.

And you totally like him.

Come on, details,
details, details!

- Spill it!
- Okay.

- You got me, he's cute.
- Yeah!

Can we please talk about
literally anything else now,

- please?
- Oh, I'm glad you asked.

I finished the designs for
our coding club jackets.

And they're gonna be
ready for yearbook photos.

Yeah, and we're not
freshman anymore.

We need to step it up,
which was my inspiration

- for this.

- Watt, these are amazing.
- They're perfect.

- Yeah.
- Thank you. Thank you.

- We know.

- They're so great.
- Decal picked out.

JV
and varsity tennis

has been canceled.

Ginger, we're such huge fans.

Yeah, can we get a selfie?

- Of course.
- Oh, thank you so much.

- Thank you so much.
- "Thank you so much."

The glamorous life
of an influencer.

What have I told you
about the I word, guys?

- You love it.
- You can't get enough of it.

- It's your favorite.
- You're my favorites.

Walk with me, talk with me.

So, what's new?

- Rhea is in love.
- Hmm?

Tell me more. What's their name?

- Are they cool?
- Max.

- And, yeah, he is.
- Oh, he moved here

from London, huh? How very!

How did you do that?

I did not even tell
you his last name.

I'm that good.

I bet he's secret royalty.

You could be Princess Rhea!

Okay, everyone,
calm down, please.

He's a deejay.

He's probably way
too cool for me.

Don't sell yourself short.

You rock, you make
cool playlists

- all the time.

Wait, what is it?

Judging by the sheer
wall of animal gifs,

I'm gonna say it's Debbie
from the dance squad

about the promo event tomorrow.

- Oh.
- What promo event?

For the Festival of Color.

It's Rhea's idea for a
homecoming fundraiser.

- Mm.
- Oh, so it's inspired

by the Hindu holiday Holi.

It's about celebrating spring.

And love!

- Oh.

Yeah, so everybody wears white.

And we pelt each other with
brightly colored powder.

It's so spectacular.

- Like daytime fireworks.
- Wow.

But before that, people
need to know about it.

So the dance squad is helping
me put on a promo event.

A UV light dance.

This is the site they want
to promote the event with.

- Mm.
- Wow, this has everything.

- It's got rainbows.
- Unicorns.

Of course rainbow unicorns.

Ugh, eesh, if I didn't
know any better,

I'd think this was like some
kind of silent cry for help.

Oh! Let me fix that with
a noisy cry for help.

Watson, help!

Mm, let me consult my manager.

Oh.

Two pizzas.

Gotta make sure my
10% is worth it.

- I accept your terms.

- We'll discuss at lunch.
- Later.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Settle in, everybody.

Okay, time to show me what
you've all been working on.

Molly and Watson.

First, I'm gonna
need you to sign

this confidentiality agreement.

Are you serious?

Always.

Thank you.

Watson, the floor is yours.

Edison had the light bulb.

Steve Jobs had the phone.

We have...

The pizza drone!

- Whoo!

Steady, steady, all right.

Okay, we're flying now.

- No, no, no, no, no, wait.

- Oh my...

Cool concept.

Execution needs work.

And, uh, you two are
cleaning that up.

- Already on it.
- Of course.

Rhea, please tell me
your idea does not

involve plummeting pizzas.

- Please, no.
- Good.

But it does involve
my dad's restaurant.

I have an idea for
an analytic app

that uses point of sale
to track our inventory

in real time.

- Interesting.
- Mm-hmm.

But this project
was an opportunity

- for you to have some fun.
- But this is fun for me.

A point of sale analytic
app is fun for you?

Miss Loy?

You haven't heard, all of
us kids are into these days.

I promise, I'm enjoying this.

And it'll also happen to
really help out my dad.

Cool. Well, keep at it.

And don't forget to
tell your folks about

the parent-teacher conferences.

I can't wait to meet
the people who raised

you beautiful weirdos.

- Night, Bubba.
- Don't stay up too late.

Uh, Dad, come check this out.

What are you working on?

Something for you, actually.

- For me?
- Yeah.

It's an app to track
what people order,

so you can keep an
eye on ingredients

when you're running low.

Wow, Rhea.

What would I do with you?

We're a team, Dad. You and me.

You see, this.

This is why you're
my favorite daughter.

Really?

I thought it was because
I was your only daughter.

That too.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- All right, good night.
- Good night.

I've never considered
myself a squid man,

- but you've converted me.
- Mm-hmm.

Disaster.

Our deejay for the festival
promo, The Black Light Dance,

which is happening
in 20 minutes,

cheated on their history
exam and has been suspended.

So, please, excuse me, I
live under this table now

- for my life.
- Okay, okay, don't panic.

- Watson and I can help.
- Mm-hmm.

- Can you deejay?
- Better.

- We can beatbox.

Check it.

Stop. Now I have a
crisis and a headache.

- Ouch.
- Wow, you hurt my feeling.

- What about Max?
- Max?

Oh, the dreamy British boy?

With the smashing accent.

Real talk, is Max good?

Or do you just think he's cute?

I mean, I haven't
actually heard him spin,

but he seems to know
what he's talking about.

- So can I have food?
- I forgot to eat breakfast.

I'm a terrible role model.

Cephalopod?

Cephalo-please.

- They got him.
- Who got who?

The dance squad found Max.

And they're headed to the gym.

Wow, they should work
for Scotland Yard.

They're very thorough.

Rhea, you coming with
me to talk to him?

Why me?

I assume you want
the cute boy to know

you got him a sick gig.

- After you.
- Let's go.

- Bye.
- Bi-ye!

I'm taking this,
the whole thing.

Please, yeah, I
want that samosa.

You got everything
you need, dude?

I wish I had all my equipment.

It'll be great. It's raw,

like when rock
bands go unplugged.

Debbie! Running out of
eyeliner is not an emergency!

Excuse me.

Hey, thank you so much.

It's really cool of
you to think of me.

Don't know how I can repay you.

I'll think of something.

I can't wait.

Okay, ready or
not, it's go time.

I think it's starting.

Hey, Watson.

What's going on?

I think we're about to
get our world rocked.

Hey, Jefferson High!

Get hyped for the
event of the year.

Festival of Color 2021!

Give it up for Grand
Old DJ Union Max!

And if you want more Union Max,

I'm proud to announce
he'll be spinning

at the Festival of Color!

- I will?

So be there!
- Whooo!

That was very elaborate.

Yeah, only Ginger could
turn a gym into a nightclub

- and get away with it.
- Yeah.

- I'm just glad she's on our side.
- Mm-hmm.

Imagine if she used
her powers for evil.

Max, that was some good
work on short notice.

Thanks.

Yeah, that's a little
edit I've been working on.

Yeah, it sounded like it
was a little in process,

which was cool for
today, but I'm gonna need

my mind blown for
Festival of Color.

- You got me?
- Yeah.

Totally.

Pizza. I'm buying to
celebrate a job done

and job well done.

Rhea, you are coming?

I'm gonna... no.

- Is she okay?
- She's great.

Um, I thought your
song was really good.

Deejaying looks fun.

Yeah, but Ginger's right.

I'm gonna need
something really special

for the Festival of Color.

I could help you.

I know Ginger's taste. I
know what she's looking for.

- You would just have to...
- Yeah.

Teach me how to spin.

Really? You wanna be a deejay?

I don't know if I'd
put it that way.

I just wanna up my game
for my restaurant playlist.

Keep it fresh, you know,
keep the guests entertained.

Anyways, you asked how
you could repay me.

- That's how.
- Deal.

Do you have any plans
Saturday morning?

I'm free until my dinner shift.

So it's a date.

Victory Vinyl 11 a.m.

I will see you then.

So it's a date.

- And now...
- welcome to my world.

Okay, where do we start?

Where I started.

Rock.

Ooh.

Hip hop.

Funk and soul.

Now, are you ready for
your first deejay lesson?

- Yes.
- Well, we'll see about that.

So, break all this down for me.

All right, we've got
the two turntables.

And the mixer.

And this is the crossfader.

You can choose which
record the crowd can hear.

Sounds like a mess, doesn't it?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

All deejays are a bit mad.

Because?

Because you've got
two different sounds

playing in your head
at the exact same time.

And you just have to somehow
make them go together.

Okay, grab the headphones.

Oh, beat matching.

- Very important.
- Mm-hmm.

We are gonna match these
two records together.

- How?
- Uh-huh.

See, this, this is
the pitch control.

It can speed up or
slow down the record

- to change the bpm.
- Mm-hmm.

For example, this
track is spinning at

119 beats per minute.

- And this one...
- Is faster.

Right, 126.

So, like a 5.6% increase?

Oh, you've got a
calculator for a brain.

That's good to know.

I'm a coder, so yeah,
I'm good with numbers.

No, that's good.

And you might not have
been counting beats,

but you have had practice
finding songs that

go together for your playlists.

Now, check this.

I have to try this out for
my new dinner rush mix.

I didn't know they were
doing a clinic today.

Oh my gosh.

You're DJ Luka Cent.

That's true.

What are you doing here?

Bit of shopping.

Good picks. Are you
showing her the ropes?

- Yeah.
- Sweet.

When you're finished here,
come up front for a bit.

- Okay, we're done.
- Yes, we are.

You know, this is good.

The first record
was so incredible...

Hey.

Mac, hook 'em up
with some flyers.

Boom, check it out.

Battle of the Beatmasters
Deejay competition.

What's that?

It's a local competition.

I do it every year
for teen deejays.

The winner gets a set
up just like mine.

And a spin session
with yours truly.

- He'll be there.

- I mean, I'll try to.
- He can't wait.

Any advice?

Like what are you looking for?

Two things.

Tell a story, and make us care.

That's it. I gotta
jet. Thank you.

- I'll see ya later, man.
- We'll see you there.

- M-m-m-m-m-m-m...
- Ahh, what?

We'll just get these, thanks.

I cannot believe we just
met the DJ Luka Cent.

And he complimented
your taste in music.

Max, you have got to
enter that competition.

Oh, okay, how 'bout we
talk bout something else

besides me and the
deejay competition?

Okay.

Well, how'd you get
into all this stuff?

Fine.

Mom has to travel
a lot for work.

So, we move a lot.

And it's tough to make
friends and meet people

when you do that.

Being a deejay makes
that a lot easier.

Like us now.

We're friends.

Yeah, we are.

So, what about you?

What are you into?

Do you dance like
your grandma or sing?

Uh, no.

Um, you know, dancing,
it's... it's definitely

my Nani's thing.

Singing was actually
my mom's thing.

She was truly, truly amazing.

Was?

She died when I was eight.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, every weekend, she and
my Nani would put on a show

at the restaurant.

She would sing, and
Nani would dance.

They used to have so much fun.

Well, Nani still
does, as you know.

I would say.

She has a shocking amount of
dance moves for a grandma.

I would swear she was
Bollywood royalty.

Not quite Bollywood royalty.

But every Sunday night,
her legions of adoring fans

are very there for
her Bollywood cosplay.

Oh, I'd love to have
legions of adoring fans.

Maybe one day you will.

Would you, um...

Do you wanna practice
at my place tomorrow?

Yeah.

All right, I'm gonna
teach you how to scratch.

- Okay.
- Just the basics.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Now you wanna find the groove,

'cause that's the
start of the track.

Backspin, and then
you wanna go forward.

And back.

Now forward, back, forward,
back, forward, back, okay?

Okay.

Now, you may try.

Okay.

Hit start.

Am I making mistake, maybe.

- Okay.
- Backspin.

- Backspin, okay.

Ooh! Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Oh no, you scratched
my finest $2 record.

Please.

Please just keep it down
until end of business.

- Oh, no, no, just...

- Wanna take a break?
- No.

Let's soldier on.

Crossfade on.

- Try again.
- No, it's good.

- Where did that come from?
- It's good, right?

- Where did that come from?

- Look, what?
- Max?

- Uh, sorry, this is how...
- No, no, no, don't.

Young pupil's doing all right.

Quite good.

Uh, kind of interrupting
the flow, Mom, so...

Oh, am I?

Well, carry on.

I've never gotten
"a quite good."

What?

Nothing.

How did you know about that
track on the other side?

We got this record
the other day,

and you haven't heard it since.

I found it online.

I wanted to see if there
were any hidden gems

- in what we picked up.
- That's smart.

Good intuition. I haven't even
listened to the whole thing yet.

Well, there's a really
killer track on side B,

as it turns out.

And you just knew
that slow, jazzy jam

would work with a house tune?

Just kind of felt it.

It's really amazing how you're
picking all this up, Rhea.

Took me a really long time
to figure out the basics.

Well, you figured them out.

And now you're a
really great teacher.

No, I mean, I think you might

- really have something here.

No, like you could be great.

Like a real artist.

That's really nice
of you to say.

My mom, my grandmother,
even my brother,

they got all the artsy genes.

Me, I'm a coder.

I'm like my dad.

- We're bottom-line types.

That's my dad, I have to go.

What? No.

Dad has parent-teacher
conferences tonight,

so I need to be at
the restaurant now.

I'll see ya later, Max.

Do you guys need
anything? Some refills?

Nothing? Great.

Are you moonwalking
with samosas?

What? You think you and Nani
are the only ones with moves

in this family?

I find it helps to be able
to see where you're doing

when you're serving food.

Thanks for the tip. I'll
take it into consideration.

- Great.
- Now here's a tip for you.

- Hide.

- Where have you been?
- Sorry I'm late.

You know I needed you
here early tonight.

So sorry I'm late.

- It won't happen again.
- I hope so.

Now, should I
expect any surprises

from your teacher today?

I'm a member of a girls' squad

that rules the school
with an iron fist.

I would expect nothing less.

So, tell me all about this Max.

What? How did you even know

- I was...
- I told her.

- Educated guess.
- You're an educated snitch.

- Out with it.
- Where did you meet him?

School.

He was actually at the
restaurant the other night.

The one with the accent.

Yeah.

He does have nice eyes.

He saw you dancing.

He was blown away by your moves.

Uh, naturally.

You just be careful, Beta.

The cute ones can be trouble.

Don't worry, we're just friends.

Mostly.

He's actually teaching
me how to deejay.

Like those loud
men in the mornings

that yell at each other
with obscene sound effects

- on the radio?
- No. No.

Deejays just mash other
people's songs together.

Not exactly.

But I think I understand.

I don't.

Deejays sometimes use
other people's songs,

and sometimes they make
entirely new songs.

Deejays can be musicians.

So you're a musician.

- No. No, no, no.
- It's just a hobby.

I was just trying to explain

- to you how...
- Of course.

Just hoping.

Uh, whoa, need a
little help here.

What is this?

It's my food fusion creation.

- Check out the presentation.
- Mm-hmm.

Go get changed for work.

And would it kill the two
of you to stand up straight?

Yes, ma'am.

These are some of the projects

that my kids have
been working on.

Molly and Watson are working
on a drone that delivers pizza.

- Does it work?
- Not at all.

Total disaster.

But they took a
big creative swing,

- and I love that.
- Mm.

Let's see, Marcus is designing
a dating app for cats.

- Wishful Whiskers.

And Francesca is trying to
hack these VR goggles here.

Anyway, there's all
sorts of games and apps

and cat stuff,
lots of cat stuff.

And then there's Rhea,

who is designing an app
for your restaurant.

Oh yes, she showed me.

- Very clever.
- Clever, yes.

There is no doubt that your
daughter is very smart.

She is.

Look, Rhea is a
wonderful student.

She's very focused,
very mature for her age.

Oh, that's "and now the
bad news" kind of pause.

No, it isn't.

But can I be frank with you?

Of course.

As you can see from all these,

the assignment was
supposed to be fun.

I'm sure it's fun for Rhea.

She's like me.

You know, all
business. Arvind 2.0.

My point is...

I'm worried that Rhea is

holding herself back from
trying something different.

It's like she sees the
restaurant as her whole life.

Are you insinuating that
I would force my daughter

to do something that
she does not want to do?

Because I can assure you,
I'm not that kind of father.

I'm sorry, that's
not what I meant.

- Doughnut branch?

- Uh, Miss...
- Please, call me Naomi.

Miss Naomi, Rhea
really likes you.

And I can see why. You
really do care about her.

But I know my daughter.

If she had a problem
being at our restaurant,

she would tell me.

She wants to be there.

Good.

Heaven, right?

Pretty tasty.

But the closest thing to heaven

are the jalebis
at my restaurant.

- Bold declaration.
- Mm-hmm.

I guess I'll have to come
try it and judge for myself.

Mm, sure.

Drop by anytime.

- I'm always there.
- Great, it's a date.

Yeah.

Um, sure, good talk.

Thank you.

And?

How did the parent-teacher
conferences go?

Good.

All of the teachers love Rhea.

Everyone thinks she's a genius.

Which of course she is,

so why don't you look happy?

I think I accidentally asked
her teacher out on a date.

Accidentally?

Actually, she kind
of asked herself.

Vah! Boldness is an
underappreciated trait in women.

Yeah, but I should
cancel, right?

I mean, I don't want
Rhea feeling weird.

Well, it's good for children
to see their fathers happy.

What? They see me happy.

Do they? Do you?

Rhea's?

Yeah, yeah.

Isn't it fantastic?

She's getting better
with each new playlist.

We should definitely play
this at the next dinner rush.

People might order
some more dessert

just to stay and
listen.

Uh, I think I should order
some more dry fruits.

Yeah.

- That's good.
- Nice.

Rhea, check out the
Festival of Color website.

It's live.

And it's gorgeous.

And it's gorgeous because?

Because Watson saved my
website, my reputation,

and probably the
world as we know it.

- Thank you. Thank you.

But I couldn't have done
it without my associate's

fierce back-end coding skills.

Give me some.

But where's the
listing for the deejay?

You gotta talk to Max.

He gave me a rough
mix of his song.

- He did?
- Mm-hmm.

He didn't mention it to me.

So, how was it?

E-e-eh.

What they said.

So what? You're
not gonna use him?

No, I am.

I already announced him
in the school cafeteria

and the internet, and
that's basically everyone.

But I'm just not hype about it.

And until I'm hype,
I'm not gonna hype him.

Mm.

So can we move that

- hashtag to over there?

Hey, uh, what's up?

Why didn't you let
me hear the new edit?

Yeah. Kitchen.

I've been trying
to get it together.

And Ginger really wanted
to hear something,

but it's just... it's...
not good enough, I know.

This is one time I would love
to disagree with you, Max,

but you're right.

- It isn't.
- Oh.

Thanks for stopping by.

Always a pleasure,
don't be a stranger.

What are you doing?

You wanna fix this, don't you?

You wanna help?

Is that cool?

Very.

So, I think we should
just take a step back,

you know, like start
with the basics.

Like Luka Cent said,
"What is the story?

And why do we care?"

I just want people to
feel good, you know?

Okay, what does
that mean to you?

Like what are some things
that make you feel good?

I guess, um

oh, wicked synth pad,
a killer base sound,

- a crisp, high...
- Even more basic than that,

Max, what makes you
feel good in life?

Okay, for me, I'd say
my Nani's cooking.

The color yellow, sunset.

I'm sorry, uh, how do
you make a song out of

food and sunsets?

My mom said that there
is music in everything.

We just have to find it.

Humor me.

Okay, um

the beach.

And are there sounds
that remind you

- of the beach?
- Yeah, yeah.

Um, this song always
makes me think of surfing.

And I always feel good
when I skateboard, so...

Yeah, like the
wind in your hair,

the rhythm of the wheels.

Okay, um... wait a minute.

What about this?

This could be the vocal hook.

No.

Yeah.
Yeah.

Let's go.

No, this... this is
definitely starting

to feel good.

That's what we should
call it. "Feeling Good."

You know, because there's
music in all the things

that we love.

- I like that.
- Right?

- No, no, no, no.
- What?

- What's up?
- I missed the dinner shift.

- Like entirely.
- Okay, okay.

Just, um, call them and
tell them you spaced.

I cannot call my father
and tell him I spaced.

But what about the song?

Assuming I'm not grounded,

we will keep working
on this later.

- Bye, Max.

- Dad, I'm sorry.
- Yeah, come here.

Okay, but I just wanted to...

Come here now.

I've been having a
few conversations with

concerned parties recently

who believe you might not
be happy working here.

What? Who?

It's not important.

But it is the opinion
of these people

that you're just doing this
because you think you have to.

You know, you don't have
to work here, right?

You're not super unhappy and
you're not telling me about it?

No. No, no, Dad,
that's not it at all.

I just lost track
of time, honestly.

I'm glad.

Because the next few
weeks here are gonna be

pretty busy, and if you
don't wanna be here,

I can figure something else out.

I'll be here.

I've got to be able
to count on you,

but you've been late twice
in these last few weeks.

Late twice in five years.

Such a shotty record.

I hope the university
will still take her!

Asha G, this is
between Rhea and me.

Are you saying I don't
have a say in this family?

What? No, of course not.

Good. Because I did
not sign up to be

a wise and steady
advisor to a family

who do not want to listen
to what I have to say.

Good ahead, say it.

Um, mmm...

Rhea is a 15-year-old girl.

She should be out living
her life with her friends,

not working herself to the bone.

She's not working
herself to the bone.

She's far too
serious for her age.

She's a responsible,
hardworking young lady.

She is right here.

Please, just don't
fight over me.

I lost track of time.

I'll be on top of
it from now on.

I promise, okay?

Everyone happy now?

It's all I wanted.

For everyone just to be happy.

Good night.

But what about her happiness?

- Hi. Here you are.
- Is that good?

Okay, thank you.

- You're done with these?
- No problem.

Need anything else?

Ooh, sorry.

Hi, here you go.

Did you text Rhea?

Yep. Texted.

Then I texted her again.

Then I texted her again.

I'm not really sure how
many more unanswered texts

I can send her before it's
legally considered harassment.

- Are you okay?
- I'm fine.

I just got distracted.

Texting while bussing can
only lead to catastrophe.

I know, I'm sorry.

- It's...
- You're lucky your father

didn't see you.

I know, I'm sorry, it just...

It's okay, I'll clean, you go.

- Are you sure?
- Go, darling. Go, go, go.

Thank you.

What happened?

I was texting while bussing.

So sue me.

I had an idea while
you were gone.

In the 30 seconds it
took me to go the fridge?

- Mm-hmm.
- Okay.

- This is sick.
- Right?

I have to go.

Well, it's a good thing
that the alarm worked.

This time you won't be late.

I'll see ya, later. Okay?

Okay, you can

just text me or something.

Imagine
...

I'll be back.

White spoon.

Sounds interesting.

I knew you'd get it.

Miss Loy, what are
you doing here?

Oh hey, Rhea, your
dad invited me.

He did? Why?

Naomi, you're here.

You said anytime, right?

I did.

I did indeed say that, didn't I?

But I can come back if
the jalebi isn't ready.

Oh no, no, no, jalebis' ready.

Question is, are you
ready for the jalebis.

Yeah, this way.

Right this way.

Did he just call her
by her first name?

He's giving her a
booth all to herself.

What's going on?

Something very interesting.

Now stop spying on your
after, both of you.

And get back to
work. Chet, chet.

There you go.

Do you watch all of your
customers as they eat?

I just want to be
here when you admit

they're better than
your doughnuts.

Okay, but I'll have you
know, I love my doughnuts.

Okay.

But?

I guess I'll have to tell them
I'm seeing other desserts.

Please.

- Did he just giggle?
- Ssh.

Let your father live.

Hey, are you sure
I can't pay something.

- Don't worry about it. I know the owner.

And now your daughter
and I must engage

in a bit of girl talk.

Of course, yes.

Um, would you help me
in the back, please?

Oh no, I'm very here
for the girl talk.

Um, girl talk?

I figured it sounds better
than you're in trouble

with the teacher talk.

I know.

I've missed a bunch
of coding club.

I've just... there's
been a lot going on

with work and school
and... things.

I can appreciate that you
have other responsibilities.

But I think Watson and Molly
were really counting on you

- to help them out.
- I did.

A drive-by computing
does not count.

Well, then maybe they should
just start helping themselves

for a change.

You know, I don't see
them offering to help me.

- Do you need help?
- No.

Rhea, are you okay?

I'm fine.

I'm tired, I'm busy.

I just want people to
stop asking if I'm okay.

Okay?

How 'bout I ask if
there's anything I can do?

Unless you can get the
rest of my orders out...

I don't think so.

Right this way, please.

Dude, I gotta tell
you straight up,

I almost replaced you
with my workout playlist,

- but this next level.
- Oh,

thank you so much.

Okay, in a few short days, we
are going to make epic history.

Or at the very least,

a cool giant mess.

Uh, amazing!

I've never seen Ginger have
her mind so totally blown.

Yeah, well, it
was a rough start,

but it's been a pretty
amazing journey for us

to get here.

Absolutely.

It will be our pleasure.
We're happy to help.

- Rhea?

- Mm-hmm?
- We have a last-minute booking,

and it's a big deal.

A baby shower lost its venue,

and they picked up.

- Isn't that amazing?
- Wow, yes, amazing.

So today, you can be
in charge of the event.

Wait.

Today?

You said I could have today
off. It's the Festival of Color.

- Holi?
- Yes,

they're basically
celebrating Holi.

It's for a school fundraiser.

Dad, it was my idea.

Wow, that sounds amazing, Rhea.

Um, but...

But?

I need you today, Bubba.

I can't do this without you.

Fine.

What? I'm not the bad guy.

What can I do?

You're kidding?
- I wish, it's the worst.

I mean, I know I promised,

but it's not fair.

I'll tell you what, I'll
swing by the restaurant after

and I'll tell you all about it.

Okay, good luck.

Luck? I don't need luck.

I've got you.

- I'll see you later.

Rhea! I need you!

Okay, samosas,
put that there, please.

Yeah, right there.

Thank you, Nani.

Have a great time.

Is that good? Okay, thank you.

Hi, ladies.

- Here you go.
- Oh, hi.

- Are you enjoying the food?
- Yeah?

- Thank you.
- See you guys later.

Thank you.

Rhea, tell Sonny to hurry up
with the .

We are 45 minutes away, people.

We have many excited humans

in very white outfits.

But they aren't gonna
stay that way for long.

And we have DJ Union
Max who's gonna drop

his astonishing new track.

So, come on down.

Table five is still
waiting on their order.

Rohan, how would you
like to be cool for once

in your entire life?

I reject your
thesis, I'm fabulous.

Fine, how would you like
your Titatakas approved?

- Tik-tacos.
- Whatever.

- Keep talking.
Rhea!

What's happening with
?

We're five minutes out, people!

At exactly 3
o'clock, DJ Union Max

is gonna drop his
hot new single.

And y'all are gonna
color bomb each other

until it looks like a
giant unicorn exploded

into rainbows!

Mmm, this better be good.

Answer it.

Okay, look, I have been
working like a machine

at the restaurant
and on Max's song,

which is why I left
you two high and dry.

And that is so not cool.

And I'm sorry.

After today, things are
gonna be a lot better.

I promise.

You know when you get here,
we're gonna positively

pummel you with that
color stuff, right?

Mm-hmm, no mercy.

I wouldn't have
it any other way.

Okay, Festival of Colors.

I just want you to know the
money we've raised today,

we can have the homecoming
dance on the actual

surface of Mars!

Or at the very least,
a pretty nice hotel.

DJ Union Max, you ready?

Let's do this.

Five, four, three, two, one!

DJ Union Max!

That was the
sickest of the sick.

Please tell us the name
of your dope new jam.

And please say a few
words to your giant,

new adoring fan base.

Thanks, Ginger.

I call this one, "Feeling Good,"

because there's music in
all the things we love.

We just have to find it.

Well, it was amazing.

Everyone go home and
stream it a zillion times.

It's been an absolute blast.

But I have to thank someone,

because I couldn't
have done this myself.

So word up to Ginger for
taking a chance on me.

And thanks to all you
out there, this is

just the beginning.

DJ Union Max can't be stopped!

There you go.

Hey, Max.

Rhea, I thought you
couldn't make it.

Well, I did.

Song played great.

I can't believe it.

- Yeah, we either.
- What?

Everything okay?

Why didn't you shout me out?

Is it because you thought
I wasn't here? Or...

No, I just got so excited
seeing the crowd so hyped up,

it must have slipped my mind.

I can post something later.

Max, it slipped your mind?

I named this song.

I came up with the concept.

I even came up with
the main vocal hook.

I worked with you side
by side for hours,

- and it slipped your mind?
- All right.

I mean, you helped a ton,
sure, but just remember,

this is my thing, okay?

It's my equipment,
I'm the deejay,

which makes it my song.

Are you serious right now?

I mean, what would
you do with it anyway?

You said it yourself.

You're not an artist.

You make mixes for
you dad's restaurant.

So calm down, we should
be celebrating right now.

You're right, Max.

I did say I wasn't an artist.

But you know what else I'm not?

I am not someone who
would take all the credit

for work I did not do.

Go ahead, go celebrate
your great solo achievement

by yourself.

Okay, Rhea...

Is that true?

What, Rhea? She's just...

She's just being dramatic.

Friends, what does it mean
when a man says a woman

is being dramatic?

- He's a filthy liar.
- Mmm.

Facts.

Whatever.

Let's go.

Finally, there you are.

Dad, I can explain.

I've only ever asked two
things from you, Rhea.

Responsibility and
accountability.

Leaving midshift when you told
me that I could count on you

is neither.

Dad, I'm sorry.

You're grounded.

End of story.

Rhea!

Come here, please.

Rhea.

Talk to your Nani.

Why was it such an emergency
for you to leave the restaurant?

So I could show up at
the Festival of Color and

have my heart ripped out by Max
in front of the entire school.

And now Dad is so angry,

he grounded me for two months,

which is basically forever.

Well, it doesn't sound
like a very wise choice.

I just wanna go back to
the restaurant and forget

any of this ever happened.

Rhea, I love you,

but I refuse to let you
make the same mistake

as your father.

What? What mistake?

Hiding from life
inside the restaurant.

There's a whole world
outside the Spirit of India.

Not for him.

After Mom, it's the
restaurant and us.

That's all he has.

That, Rhea, is not your problem.

It feels like my
responsibility though.

Because you care.

And I know you want to
make everybody happy.

But believe me, it isn't
your responsibility.

It really isn't.

My words fall on deaf
ears with your father,

but I believe you can hear me.

It just feels so stupid.

I've been late to
absolutely everything.

And I completely let
him down to just help

Max on that song for
the Festival of Color.

And he didn't even
acknowledge me, like at all.

So what?

You'll make another song.

You will make a million songs.

You will fill the world
with so much music

that it will crush him.

That's beautiful.

And a little terrifying.

Yeah, and that sums
me up rather well.

Mwah.

I loved making
that song with Max.

But what if I gave him
the best ideas I had?

What if there's no
more music in me?

Why in the world are
you smiling at that?

Because she used to say
exactly the same thing.

Who?

Your mother.

Every time she finished a song,

she would say,
"Well, that's it."

"That's my last one.

The well is dry."

And she would have a little
dark cloud over her head

for a few days, and she
would make a face like this.

Then like clockwork,
few days later,

she would start
walking around humming.

And before you knew it,
there was another song.

Well, I haven't opened
this in a very long time.

It's amazing.

What's this?

That's... that's some of
your mama's wedding jewelry.

It's so pretty.

- And all these were hers?
- Mm-hmm.

The well never went dry.

She didn't run out of music,

and neither will you.

Here, this is for you.

For me?

You are your father's daughter,

and your mother's daughter.

And your mother always said,

"It's all music."

So go, find it.

Let it out.

Let me guess.

You all miss Rhea so much,
you're moving in with her?

Well, you said she
can't leave the house,

but you didn't say anything
about us coming over.

It's deejay gear.

Uh, we just want Rhea
to make the most of her

enforced social holiday.

May we entre?

Thanks.

Merci.

- Hey!
- Hi.

- Hi?
- Hi.

Wait, what are you
guys doing here?

Make yourselves
at home, I guess.

Also, where'd you guys
get all this stuff?

Please, my day's
a typical Gen-Xer.

There isn't a hobby
he hadn't picked up

and then abandoned.

We've seen their basement.

Yeah, if you ever
need to get into

canning or ceramics...

Holler at your girl.

Anyway, all these babies
needed were a couple new

drive belts, stylist
upgrades, little soldering,

Where that wasn't applicable,
good old duct tape.

- Uh, tape of the Gods.
- Okay.

Let me rephrase the question.

Why'd you guys bring
me all this stuff?

Because it's gonna be tough
to win that deejay contest

- without a setup.
- Mm-hmm.

Contest? What contest?

The Luka Cent Beatmaster thing.

We entered for you.

I'm sorry, you did what?

We submitted an edit of one
of your dinner rush mixes.

Mm-hmm, the one
that really slaps.

- Mm.
- What's that?

Did you just say "Thank you,

you're all wonderful friends"?

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

You're all wonderful friends.

I can't enter that contest.

I can't even leave
my house, you guys.

This competition, would
Rhea be playing her music

- for people?
- A lot of people.

Looks like the event
sold out last year

in a couple of hours.

- Pretty impressive.
- Mm.

Actually, Rhea, we
are due a night off.

I'll take care of it.

- And that's that!
- No!

No, that is not that.

- Absolutely not.
- What?

So you're just gonna
let it happen then?

Let what happen, Wats?

- What's up, Maxes.

Come catch me next week at
the Battle of the Beatmasters.

Deejay competition.

I'm feeling good about
my chances of winning.

Did you hear that?

That fool thinks he's
gonna win that contest

with "Feeling Good."

The song you basically
made for him.

Is that what he thinks?

Well...

I think, I'm gonna
need some help

finding some new music.

- I'm ready.
Okay, check this out.

Awesome, that's perfect.

Thank you, you guys.

- Yeah, that's good.

- I like it.

Well, now you need to
pick a deejay name.

What about DJ Solar Flair?

But like F-L-A-I-R?
That's important.

Ooh, DJ Al-go-rhythm.

Well, like you get it?

Rhea.

It's me.

I don't need a flashy name.

The one I have is mine,

and it's perfect.

Can I put it in all caps?

Of course, Ginger.

Remember when I was telling
you about how great.

DJ Union Max was?

Well, I'm thrilled to report

that he has some
major competition.

The new hotness is Rhea.

And you can catch
her world debut at

the Battle of the Beatmaster's
competition in two days, people.

Hi.

Hi.

Wow, you're really
into this, huh?

Yeah.

What are you working on?

Um, just a new mix.

It's good.

It's very good.

- Thanks.

Well, don't stay
up too late, yeah?

Yo, Maxes, the Battle
of the Beatmasters

is in two days.

Come out and support your boy.

Well, how's it going?

It's going well, thank you.

Wanna listen?

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

My Mira.

You brought her back.

What are you gonna call it?

"It's All Music."

Well, you better get
ready for tonight.

Yes.

Welcome to Spirit of India.

- Take care of this, Rohan.
- Got it.

- This was fantastic.
- Oh, thank you.

- Thank you.

Did you enjoy the
butter chicken?

Oh, I'm so glad.

Many congratulations, yeah?

Congratulations.

Look, I know I said
this was your night off,

but this intimate Sunday
of close family only,

well, predictably
expanded in size.

Everybody brought in a plus ten.

I need you both
at the restaurant.

I'm sorry, Arvind.

- We're still running errands.
- Running errands?

And now we're
stuck on the subway.

- Stuck at what subway?
Oh no.

Yeah, but what am I gonna
do without you and Rhea?

That's a
very good question.

It's almost as if you have
to prepare for an eventuality

where you don't rely on
your mother-in-law and

your teenage daughter to
run your business for you.

Besides, you gave
us the night off.

And as the children
say, "No takebacks."

- Yeah, but...

Oh, what... what's that?

You're cutting out!

Okay! Love you.
Goodbye! Good luck!

I'm ready.

My darling, you were born ready.

Welcome to
Battle of the Beatmaster!

The competition where
we find new talent,

and let the rookies
rock the house!

Shout out to our
illustrious panel of judges,

led by the extra
illustrious DJ Luka Cent.

- Thank you.

- Ha-ha!
- Now the judges are gonna

rate the deejays based
on originality and skill,

while the applause
meter will tell us

who rocked the party!

Please enjoy these beats
while we get our deejays

set backstage.

Your mother would
be so proud of you.

I could really use some
of her strength right now.

You came this far, didn't you?

And that is her spirit
shining through you

with every song you make.

You be the best,
truest Rhea you can be.

Your heart and your soul,

that is what people want to see.

Show everybody who
you really are.

I love you, Nani.

Mwah, I love you, too, Beta.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Good luck.

You look amazing.

Okay, let's do this.

- You got this!

All right, deejays.

Let's spin.

We've got two rounds
for you tonight.

Starting with sets from our
seven killer young deejays.

Then we're down
to the final two.

Look, I know you're
still mad at me.

And I get it.

- I never meant to offend you...
- Max.

This isn't about you.

It's about me.

And I'm here to make music.

Ah, I respect that.

And I don't care.

You're right at the front.

Love it.

Okay, this is the unchill part.

The following deejays
will not be moving on.

Ultrasone.

Lavender Bear.

- And Colossus Creation.

Good job. Good job!

Four left.

But we only have room for two.

Surefire Disco, you
did good, my dude.

DJ Len Cool, it ain't
your time, sorry.

She's in, she's in! She's in!

Y'all know what that means!

Give it up for
your two finalists!

DJ Union Max and Rhea!

- Yeah, I'm right there.
- Yeah.

Rhea, got a minute to talk
to your adoring public?

Mm-hmm.

Tell us, what does it feel
like to be in the finals?

It feels like... like
I was born to do this.

Yeah, go, Rhea!

Luka Cent's Battle of
the Beatmasters competition.

I made it to the final round!

What's this?

- Uh, Dad.
- What's going on?

- I can... I can explain.
- It's... no, Dad.

Dad, Dad, Dad, let me...

One of these fine
young artists will be

the next Beatmaster!

Ha-ha!

On my right, give it up one
more time for DJ Union Max!

And on my left, make
some noise for Rhea!

Ah, yeah!

Let the battle begin!

DJ Union Max,
you all ready for this?

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you for the support.

It's what keeps me going!

Yeah!

Audience, let me hear
if you're feeling good

about that set
from DJ Union Max!

And now, give it up for Rhea!

That's my daughter up there.

- Isn't she amazing?
- Ssh.

No talking, dancing.

- Wow, Dad, it's...
- It's inspiring to see you

capable of such growth.

What do you want, Rohan?

Tik-tacos.

- Tik-taco okay.
- Yes.

And I wanna knock
down that wall.

Let's go with the
Tik-tacos, right?

- Yes.

Wow, how 'bout
that set from Rhea?

Now, while the judges
make up their minds,

let's bring our two
fabulous finalists

back on stage!

Judges?

Have you come to a decision?

Ha-ha, all right, DJ Luka Cent,

please make your way
to stage so we can show

these beautiful people
who the winner is.

That's right!

One more time, give it
up for DJ Union Max!

And now make some
noise for Rhea!

Yeah!

Give it up for DJ Luka Cent!

- Thank you.
- Thank you, thank you.

I just wanna say congratulations

to our two finalists.

Now let's give a round
of applause for all

the amazing deejays that brought
it on this stage tonight.

- Come on!

But as we know, there can
be only one Beatmaster.

And the winner of the
coveted title of Beatmaster,

the deejay who will
take the brand-new

state-of-the-art
pro deejay setup

is the person whose unique
sound we all wanna hear

a lot more of.

Deejay Luka Cent,
who's it gonna be?

And the winner is...

Rhea!

So proud of you, sweetheart.

Thank you, Nani.

- Good job.
- Thanks.

Dad?

Am I grounded forever now?

- No, you're not.
- You were amazing.

Family group hug.

That was sick.

Congratulations.

Hey, yo, Rhea.

The fans wanna meet you.

Whoa, social media team here.

- Where she goes...
- We go.

It's good to have a crew.

Go on and go have fun.

- You were so good.

Hi.

Check it out, my Tik-tacos.

- They're perfect.
- I'm so proud of you.

Thank you, Dad.