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There, in the open? Ugh.

One more minute of this, and I'll become a diabetic.

Totally. All these meetings at the airport are a nightmare.

- Everyone shouting, crying, the banners... - Yeah, nightmare.

I love it.

- I decided I'm hooking up with Rai. - You are?

I don't know why I'm so worked up over this age difference.

I've never seen a guy make a big deal of it.

- Huh. - Yeah, me neither.

When my future long-term girlfriend picks me up at the airport,

she won't pull this crap. She'll know what I want.

Exactly. Kissing someone when you've got a ton of luggage and airplane breath,

it just isn't romantic, right, Carmen?

My love! Mm!

It's pretty adorable.

- But also, they suck. - Huh.

Girls...

I have to go to work.

Uh, me too.

Girls... Girls!

Girls, you have to stop doing this every time with Víctor...

You need a ride?

LITERATURE: THE ART OF VERBAL EXPRESSION

MY FIRST BOOK WAS BASED ON EXPERIENCE

I CAN'T CALL MYSELF A WRITER YET

I SPENT NIGHTS AT THE COMPUTER

BASED ON THE NOVELS BY ELÍSABET BENAVENT

The driver is recovering from his injuries.

3.2 BALANCE

If you can't find anything, I'll sing for you if you want.

How was the trip?

You didn't come because you wanted to ask me about the hen party, did you?

Look, I was hoping that by now, you'd have calmed down,

and maybe you'd let me explain.

You already did that, and it didn't work, by the way.

And besides, you'd need to wait a century before I'm convinced by that bra excuse.

Well, we have time.

Let's listen to that classic story of deception, Bizet's Carmen.

I was feeling scared. I didn't know what to do, Val.

You want an excuse, I'd prefer the typical, "It's not what it seems".

- Well, it's not. - Not one word more.

Valeria, it's not what it seems.

You did it again.

Jiménez goes up the side. He passes to Moreno...

I know we said everyone can do whatever they want.

...the midfield line there...

Then why are you so angry?

I wasn't expecting to have it rubbed in my nose that you're seeing other girls.

- You weren't supposed to find out. - What?

Goal! Goal, goal, goal, goal!

Look, I really don't care. You can screw as many women as you want.

Let's talk about forgiveness according to Matthew.

If you didn't give a shit about me, you wouldn't have called me a prick.

That's an understatement. I called you a shit-eater.

I decided you're a shit-eating prick.

No account is kept of forgiveness.

It is a path where we choose to free ourselves from anger and bitterness.

- Valeria, wait. - No. Back off.

Valeria.

I'm seeing this no-strings-attached thing doesn't work anymore for us.

- So now what? - I don't know.

- Ask your Peter Pan what he wants. - I don't want you to hate me.

Víctor, I don't hate you.

I just can't see a future.

And you know what?

I want to see a future.

VULVACIDE

LOLA - WE WANT ALL THE GOSSIP ON VÍCTOR.

NEREA - I HOPE YOU'RE OKAY.

CARMEN - WHO'S THE OWNER OF THE TACKY BRA?

THE INTRIGUE'S KILLING ME.

Girls, do you remember that on the trip, I decided to find a balance with Victor?

Well, sometimes the best way to do that

is to let things collapse under their own weight.

I've taken a step back from our relationship for both our sakes.

Since this trip didn't help me get to know Amsterdam,

at least it's helping me get clear about what I want.

Hope you're all putting it into practice.

Lola, if you like Rai,

you don't have to make excuses to see him.

Hello.

Wow.

And Carmen, don't let the stress of your job

prevent you from enjoying planning your wedding.

And Nerea, you know you don't need to be with anybody to be happy.

But I'm convinced that somewhere out there is the girl you are looking for,

WHAT'S YOUR RELATIONSHIP STATUS? SINGLE

Even if she doesn't know how lucky she is yet.

And besides all that, it was a great hen party, wasn't it?

I love you girls.

VÍCTOR, ONLINE - CAN WE TALK?

- Oh! - God.

- I loved it. - Me too.

- You wanna go again? - No.

I mean the venue that your mother proposed for the wedding.

Oh.

- If you don't like it, it doesn't matter. - No, it's perfect.

- I love it so much. - Yeah?

I still believe we should make our own decisions,

but I think that I could probably be more open to your mother's suggestions.

Okay, I just wanted her to get out of the house a little.

- Hmm. - She's always home with my dad.

- I wanted something fun for her to do. - I understand.

It's not that important.

Because I know you and I are gonna agree on everything.

- That's what's important. - Hmm.

Mm.

What are you thinking?

Are you sure?

- Uh, yes. - Oh yeah?

- Aren't you? - Let's see.

- What? - Come on.

- I have an idea. - Oh!

Um, menu or catering and menu?

- Menu. - Okay!

- Okay. Fine. - Fine.

- Okay, I have one. - Hmm.

- Enter the reception... - Mm-hmm?

- As we're dancing? - Yes.

Or enter normally?

Normal.

- Oh, please! - I mean, can you imagine?

- No, no. - It's awful.

- Uh... Okay, okay, this is good. - Ooh.

A wedding in a cathedral or at the neighborhood church.

- Neighborhood, right? - What?

I don't know, it's more intimate.

- Oh my God, you're asking seriously? - Yes.

Bu... But do you want a religious wedding?

- Well, I'm religious. You know that. - No.

No, I mean, I'm hearing this just now, Borja.

You saw my Communion photo at my parents'.

Sure, they blew it up like a poster! But you were just a kid.

I told you I was an altar boy.

We've all done part-time jobs for extra money.

Carmen, my dream is to have a ceremony in a church.

That's your dream?

Yes.

Your dream?

Man, your place is awesome.

How did you get such a big one?

Well, It's a long story, but I'm glad you like it.

What are the things that you're interested in?

Uh, painting.

Hmm. Really?

And what else do you like?

And reading. I like reading.

Well, that's great.

Do you have Tom Holdren in English?

I'm obsessed with his writing. What other authors do you like?

Are you trying to start a book club with me?

- You're very pretty. - Much better.

- Hey, is this your mother? - What?

I can see a resemblance.

Hey, what's the matter? Don't you wanna fuck me or something?

- I'm sorry? - Why the fuck did you come?

To... get to know you. You said, "Come to my place for coffee."

Since when does "Come to my place for coffee"

mean "Come to my place for coffee"?

What it means is "Why don't we put on a movie?"

"Why don't we put on Netflix?"

Fine. It's fine.

Hello. I'm a translator, I have celiac's, and bad movies are my favorite thing.

- Are you serious? - I'm serious.

Okay, well, um...

Hello, I'm in love with art and painting, and I teach art to children.

Fabulous.

So we've gotten to know each other. Now what?

Now we...

A bit of sugar and some oat milk is great.

Please.

This is nice. It's been a while since we've spent the day together, just us.

Hmm.

Hey, Nerea, what's with all the mystery? Are we going somewhere new?

Hmm.

Oh, of course. I know what's happening now.

You showing me your new place?

Yeah, because starting a business lets me have a big flat on Gran Vía.

Then I don't understand walking like we're late for the bus.

If I knew there'd be cardio, I'd have worn a tracksuit.

- Come here! - What?

What's going on? Who are you looking for?

- I have a date. - I'm sorry?

I've got a date with someone from that app for dating girls.

That's her.

I'm here under false pretenses to be a third wheel.

Just as a precaution. What if she's a crazy psychopath?

Don't worry about that. I'm gonna kill you.

Please sit nearby and act like you don't know me.

I wanna make a good first impression.

Good impression. Good impression.

Hello!

- Nerea. - How are you?

Oh, oh, I'm sorry.

- Oh boy. - Oh, uh...

It's nice to meet you.

- I was waiting for you before I ordered. - Oh, really?

- Yeah. - Oh, thank you.

Hey, do you want a matcha? You said you like all things Japanese, right?

- I love it. - Oh, excuse me.

- Two matchas and some mochis. - Oh, that's really nice.

Well...

Uh, what do you do?

- I'm a civil servant. - Oh!

- I mean, nothing exciting, really. - No, but that's very stable.

And when it comes to renting, civil servants have priority.

- Yes. - Are you a renter, or do you own property?

A renter. Why?

Well, me too. When you plan for the future,

buying a house seems like a smart decision.

- Sure. - But I mean, the VAT, property taxes...

- It's impossible. - Uh, sorry, excuse me.

I just couldn't help but overhear your conversation, and...

And I think what this girl's trying to say is that she's a big fan

of the whole property market.

The bubbles, the buying and selling...

I mean, real estate.

Um... are you renting because you're waiting for a long-term partner,

or maybe you're planning for a family?

- Do you want children? - Oh...

- I don't, um... - No.

She... isn't talking about right now.

But in a hypothetical future, right?

- Mm. - Totally.

Uh... I, for example, would prefer to get married first. And you?

No, well...

- I don't know, Nerea. I... - You don't know. What don't you know?

- If you wanna get married first or at all? - Don't you see you're stressing her out?

I'm trying to save us a three-year relationship and a painful break-up

when we realize we don't want the same things.

- You know each other. - You just met her!

- We don't know anything about her. - Yeah.

- By the way, what's your name? - Okay, look.

- This was weird. - No.

You two are super weird.

- And I am walking away right now. - No, wait. One second.

- I have a reasonable explanation. - Right.

Lola is a friend of mine,

and she's here in case you're a psychopath.

Me? I'm the psychopath?

- Yes... - Oh my God.

As far as first impressions go,

just awful.

Mm!

I mean...

ONLINE, VÍCTOR

ONLINE, VALERIA

VÍCTOR - LET'S TALK.

CHUS - 12:30 AT THE SCHOOL OF JOURNALISM. DON'T BE LATE.

I'LL BE THERE.

♪ No hablarte Vivir sin ti y no sentir nada

CHAPTER 5 WE STARTED WITH A BANG

IT WAS HARD TO DEFINE... TACKY BRA

SOFAS, FLIGHT CANCELLED, AND GUESS WHAT? I DON'T WANT TO.

VÍCTOR WAS THERE.

You're the worst.

I'm sorry?

Showing up like that, by surprise, at the airport.

And in a suit, and I don't mean a tracksuit.

We had important things to talk about.

Yeah, about underwires and lace.

- Uh, I was gonna make coffee. Want one? - No.

You think she wouldn't talk about something like that?

It wasn't that serious.

No. No way, no.

Don't charm me like that, or Valeria for that matter.

I'm serious.

You're trying to polish a turd the size of your whole kitchen, all right?

For what it's worth, I haven't bothered her since, okay?

And this?

That? Oh, I didn't send it yet.

Look.

I swore I wouldn't get involved in your relationship.

But promise me you won't become Valeria's Sergio.

Come here.

- Hey. - What?

- Would you ever sleep with me again? - Whoa!

I mean, not you, Narcissus. Not you-you, Victor.

Like I'm a stranger, like you're any other guy.

- I'm talking, like, 25 or so. - I don't get it.

- I met a guy who's 25. - Mm-hmm.

We don't fuck. He starts asking me about my life and telling me about his.

Does that sound normal?

Hmm. That someone wants to know more about you?

As boring as you are? No, it's not normal at all.

But isn't it a nice thing that he wants to get to know you?

Sure, but I want him to know me right now.

In depth.

- Lola. - Fuck, what's the matter?

- Listen, I've got a meeting. Uh... - Yeah, I've got a taxi waiting outside.

Okay. Lunch tomorrow?

No. Tomorrow I've got work and a date with the girls.

Anything interesting?

Look, don't make me talk about it.

- The day after tomorrow? - I'll text you.

Girls.

- Ugh! - Girls.

- Shame on you. - I'm sorry.

We waited 15 minutes for you at the café.

- Come on... - I start writing, and the hours go by.

- Where's Lola? - Torturing me.

- We're going to miss our time. - Hey.

- You can't even be on time for one day. - I'm sorry!

- Girl. - We ready?

- Oh yeah. How exciting. - We are.

- Come on. - All right.

I don't feel like it.

- Why don't we just go for a drink? - No!

- Let's go! - Carmen, enjoy yourself.

- Mm, it's so dull. - This one.

It's divine, no?

God.

You've gotta try this dress on for me.

Come on. Ugh! Careful, I'm choking. Ugh!

Well, wish me luck. I hope this goes better than the time with my mother.

So long as there's champagne, we'll be here all the time you need.

- Good luck. - All right, thanks.

Back there?

Good luck.

Girls, I think I messed up with the internet girl.

- You're exaggerating. - She's not.

She almost asked her about her last pap smear.

Tell her. Tell her!

Wow!

I'm fine.

- It's gorgeous. - Incredible.

- No. - Okay.

No.

So I think I might be messing things up with Victor.

- After what he did? - Fuck him.

Excuse me? Can we have some more champagne, please? Thank you.

What I mean is, in the last conversation we had,

I think I came off a little defensive.

You?

Oh!

Oh!

Careful.

- Wow. - Oh, it's, uh...

- You are... - No!

- No. It's a no. - No.

- It's not really your style. - You look like a cupcake.

I'd appreciate it if you tried to be honest from the start.

- Sure. - Yes.

Thank you.

- Oh, thanks. - That looks so uncomfortable. I mean...

- You couldn't dance... - Or sit down.

She looks like a mop.

She's super overwhelmed, don't you think?

- What the hell... - Mm!

- That's incredible! - It's the same dress!

- Rai didn't wanna fuck me. - And?

- But why? - He wanted to talk to me.

- And? - About what?

That's what I'm wondering. I'm horny as hell.

I charged the Satisfyer three times this week.

- Three? - Three.

Three. Wow.

This one. This one.

- This one is the dress for your... - This is atrocious.

You can't hate a wedding dress, Carmen.

I thought the problem was coming with my mother, but no, the problem...

- It's you. - No, the problem is the dresses they have.

I'm sorry?

She didn't mean to say that. The dresses are incredible.

- They're beautiful. All of them. - I just...

Gimme.

I feel like I'm playing dress-up with all these stupid costumes.

I just wanna be comfortable. Men get married in suits. Why can't I?

- I have a two-piece suit... - Sounds great.

No, no. Don't even think about giving her a suit.

Carmen, you can't dress like you're going to an office.

Is this because Borja wants to get married in a church?

What if we made a big mistake, and we don't have that much in common?

What happens when it's time for kids, and we have to talk with them about death?

Or when I say that I'm not going to have my kids baptized?

- Come on! - You don't have to make a decision today.

Not about the dress or where the two of you will get married.

Don't worry.

- Let's go get dressed. Come on. - Yeah. I gotta go.

- Better not to rush into things. - No.

Besides, I have something that's going to cheer you right up.

Mm? A little surprise? Let's see!

YOUR WEDDING PLANNER

Ta-da!

Not sure you know how to cheer someone up.

Come on, it's great. It's a wedding notebook.

It's almost like the princess version of my red book.

Better. It's an organizer to keep track of all the details you need for the day.

Including the panties you have to wear?

- Don't be silly. - No, there's a chapter on underwear.

I also have to wear wedding panties?

What if I want to get married in my period underwear?

I mean, it's much more than that.

- Hmm? - Hey, careful.

It has chapters about how to deal with the guests,

the organization of the tables...

...about the wedding rings, the music, the flowers.

Also the speeches. You can write your own speech if you want. Also...

That's it. Carmen should do whatever she wants on her wedding day.

Thanks.

- Come on. I wanna show you something. - Just her?

- Or everyone. - Oh!

- Don't take Carmen's book. - You can keep it for a while.

Nothing's gonna happen. I said a while!

- What? - Uh-uh. Don't look at me.

You know these things give me hives.

- Don't boycott me. - I'm not boycotting you.

- What if you get your period that day? - Thanks!

- Ah. I need your menstrual calendar. - No, not a chance. You're not helping.

I'm serious. Val, I'm all over the place.

Can we change the subject to something more relaxing?

Look.

The dress from your wedding with Adri?

Oh, all those second-hand shops we had to go to before we found it.

- Yeah. - Really?

It wasn't new or spectacular.

- But for me, it was perfect. - Yeah.

And when I look at it, I get this silly look on my face like you.

- It cost me 25 euros. - Not bad.

No. Carmen isn't going to wear some mothballed old dress.

Carmen will go as she wants. Look.

My wedding was super simple and uncomplicated.

But for me, it was the best wedding I could've had.

- Because it was the wedding I wanted. - Right.

Church or town hall, short dress, long dress, none of that matters, Carmen.

- Wow. - What matters

is how much you and Borja love each other.

That and that he doesn't have someone else's bra on the sofa.

- Carmen. - Hmm?

It's your wedding.

It's not mine. It's not Val's. Or Nerea's.

It's yours.

Thank you, ladies.

Thank you for helping.

I'm sure I'll be very grateful for the notebook when I'm not overwhelmed.

Yeah. Sure.

Hey, will you stay and help me rehearse tomorrow's lecture?

Oh, how's it going?

- What? - It's just a writers' talk for students.

But every time I have to speak in public, I break out in a cold sweat.

- That's awful. - It'll go great.

We will be there to support you. If you draw a blank, look for one of us.

- We're here for whatever you need. - I need you to stay and help me rehearse.

No, no, no. I have to go to work.

- Really? - I have interviews with the photographers.

- I actually... - Would you help me?

Of course. I'd love to.

- Thanks. - You're welcome.

- I'll go to the interesting stuff. - Yes please.

Here we go. So.

- Literature. - Great.

- According to the R.A.E... - R.A.E.

- ...it is "the art of verbal expression." - Mm-hmm.

- Makes sense, right? - Mm. That's perfect.

Meaning what is said, and what is felt...

My love, are you here?

I got really drunk at Val's.

My love... Ooh, God.

Come on.

Wow! Okay.

Ooh!

My love!

Puri!

- Carmen. - Oh! Yes. Um...

- This is the bride-to-be. - Wait a minute. Uh... What?

- What are you doing here? - Borja gave me the keys.

He's parking the car. Oh. Right.

And, um... and this... this guy?

I'm Father Ricardo.

- Mm! - Fine. Oh, that's great. Perfect.

- For decades, our priest. - Nice to meet you.

- Mm... - He baptized Borja, gave him Communion.

- And now he'll marry him. - Would you also do his burial?

As I'm going to kill him for not telling me.

- No, no. I'm the one who organized this. - Ah!

If you're getting married in the parish church, it's normal to meet.

Yeah, well, you know what? I'm not convinced.

This stuff with the parish church, it's not very clear.

Borja told me that there had been a small misunderstanding.

- Nothing. - No, well, let's see, small...

Small, I wouldn't say small.

She didn't know there was a reservation on the date at the church.

But it's all taken care of, my dear.

- No problem. - That's good.

- Yes. - Well, no problem then...

- None at all. - Father, you should come with me.

Yes. Yes. Because I'm going to show you around this place.

Where we live together.

You know, our apartment. The two of us. We're living In sin.

- Hmm? - Well, in flagrante.

Much like any young couple-

Well, Father, things have happened here that you wouldn't believe.

Okay. Well, what we can do is, if you have some time,

we can meet up and I can show you samples of our locations.

Yeah, sure, I can email it to you if you prefer.

Okay, great.

WHAT'S UP?

SORRY ABOUT THE OTHER DAY, I SAID THINGS I SHOULDN'T HAVE.

Thank you. Bye.

WANT TO MEET UP TO TALK IT OVER?

HELLO?

NADIA BLOCKED YOU

This is basically where we sleep together.

Although, well, sleep, sleep... Rrrrrr!

Hey, look, why don't we go to the living room and have coffee?

- Would you like that? - No.

I want to show the Father more things.

I want to show him that we have, well, travel photos...

And... Oh, come on.

- Condoms. - Oh my God.

- Do you know what they are? - Of course.

Yeah, but you know what happens? Look. We've practically used them all.

- Carmen, could you please? - That's what they're for, right?

Yeah. But it's just... It's just... I mean, it's... Uh...

Well, I stole them.

Yes, when the shop assistant wasn't looking. A disaster.

- Am I smelling some wine? - You are, because I'm plastered!

I thought so.

But I, uh... Let's see, wait. Oh!

You just... Why aren't you offended by anything?

Oh, child, if you'd been hearing confession for 40 years like me,

- I'm sorry, excuse me please. - Carmen, for the love of God.

Carmen?

Mom?

- Borja. - Father.

Your fiancée.

Hello, my love.

Wow.

Nice view.

If you're here for the broken pipe, it's on the floor below us.

I'm the photographer. Georgina.

Oh.

I didn't expect you like this. I'm sorry.

Um... well, you must be aware, we need someone pretty urgently

to join us for an event this Saturday, and also for a wedding, for now.

I'm your girl.

Uh, well, we'll see about that, no?

Well, this is how I work. I'm paid half on the day upfront,

and I get the other half when I deliver the photos.

I pay for transportation, but you pay for the food.

And the delivery time is only an estimate.

Deadlines aren't really my thing.

I thought the conditions were set by me, not you.

You're the one who urgently needs a photographer.

And it's not easy to find someone at the last minute.

Don't think you're so important. We have another photographer standing by.

- Oh, yeah? - Yes.

- You might connect better with him. - Yes, indeed.

Yes, I'm afraid you're a bad fit for the company.

If you don't mind, could you spit out your gum? It's making me sick.

- Don't even ask. - Mm.

What time's the other photographer coming?

That's what I was gonna tell you. He just sent an email.

He had an accident. It looks like he'll be out sick for a while.

- No. - Mm.

RAI - WANT TO MEET UP TOMORROW?

LOLA - CAN'T. A FRIEND'S GIVING A TALK AT THE UNIVERSITY TOMORROW.

I'M GOING TO WATCH.

RAI - GREAT PLAN.

WE COULD HAVE BREAKFAST TOGETHER.

I'LL MAKE CAVA MIMOSAS. I'M SURE THEY'LL MAKE THE TALK MORE INTERESTING.

LOLA - MAYBE THEN...

I've always had a vocation. It's writing.

No. I've always had a vocation. It's writing.

I've always had a vocation. It's writing...

But I don't know if I would describe myself as a writer yet.

So what do you say? Do you accept?

I accept.

But only if you let me cover all of the events your agency does from now on.

My first book was born out of a personal experience.

Oh God. My head hurts.

I spent many nights in front of the computer, wasting sentences...

I spent many nights...

Fuck! Shit! No...

- Oh! - Oh, shit.

Are you okay?

- No. - No?

- Wait a minute. - Did you get hit in the eye?

- Do you have ice? - No!

Bye, thanks.

I'm coming.

Pray I don't have a heart attack in the middle of the talk.

The only thing that comforts me is knowing that you're there, supporting me.

See you soon.

Valeria, the students with hangovers got here before you.

I'm sorry.

With the shitty traffic,

and the fact I can't find a fucking taxi this time of day,

I always arrive late like an idiot.

- Yeah. Valeria... - Mm?

This is Bruno Aguilar, another of our guest authors.

- Don't move from here. I'll call you. - Okay.

Nice to meet you.

- Valeria Férriz. I'm also a writer. - I know.

I just had the pleasure of witnessing your mastery of language.

Chus gave me Cannibal Homeland. I love zombie stories.

- Well, zombies are just an excuse for me. - Mm?

It's a vision of populist politics where the algorithm has killed creativity.

Hmm.

I'm lying. I just wanted to talk about zombies, that's all.

Hey, guys, shall we go in?

Yeah.

Is something on my face? There's something, right? Where?

You look great.

Shall we?

Looking for someone?

Yeah, my friends. They're supposed to be in the audience.

- Valeria? - Yeah.

- You're up first, okay? - Okay.

Good morning, everyone. Thank you for coming.

First of all, as editor-in-chief of Suma de Letras,

thank you for the invitation to be here.

- We've brought three dynamic authors... - What's wrong?

My cards.

- Which cards? - The speech.

...very different.

But they share the most important thing.

Great talent and love for their work.

We hope they will be able to convey to you

the passion and dedication behind this industry.

- Hey, just look at me. Look at me. - What?

- I'm... - It's your novel.

- I don't know what to do. - Look at me.

- What? - You can do it.

So, with that said, let's welcome our first speaker,

the author of Impostor, Valeria Férriz.

Uh, hello.

Bullshit.

Uh...

I'd say no one has ever started a university lecture like that.

I love your writing. Congrats, it was very good.

Thank you so much, I was incredibly nervous.

We couldn't tell at all.

- Thank you. Have a good one. - See you.

- See you. - See you.

It was interesting.

Erotica has a lot to offer.

Thanks.

How did you find out?

Lola told me the other day.

Hmm.

I'm an asshole, right?

Well, I'm aware of my faults too.

No, no, you're not responsible.

I'm the one who specializes in screwing things up here.

I'd like to kiss you.

I'll see you, Víctor.

Bye for now, Valeria.

Girls, you'd better have a good excuse.

- ...published some time ago... - Besides, you don't know who came.

One sec. Férriz.

- You leaving? - Yeah.

I really enjoyed your presentation.

Thanks, but it was never going to beat yours.

I really appreciated the first part of it.

It had a lot of power.

Yeah.

When I said "bullshit" and everybody heard me, right?

Yeah, well, it's one way to keep your audience engaged, isn't it?

- Hey, they were really riveted. - I know, I saw them.

- Mm. - Would you like a drink?

Or are you in a hurry?

- Okay. - Yes?

- Yeah. - And that's how we get out of here, right?

- Yeah. - Come on.

- Yeah. - Taxi.

What?

You'll have to teach me how to hail a taxi on the first try.

Yeah, but...

Ah, it's a special gift, you know?

I've had it my entire life.

- A strange kind of... superpower. - Huh!

A gift, he says.

Hello. The Hyatt, if you please, sir.

I don't know that bar.

Uh, it's not a bar. It's my hotel.