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Enough is enough.

There are mad toxins in my life.

I need a break and
some radical self-care.

And when I say "radical,"
boy, do I mean radical.

Treating myself to an internal cleanse

that really gets the
stink out, you know?

That means no social
media, no weed, no alcohol,

and no men in my loving bed.

Ya heard?

That's right, fellas, there
will be no penis between us.

No men. Nada.

None. Zero. Not even virtual.

Oh.

Oh, you don't believe I
can do it? You wanna bet?

But that don't mean I
can't still smash, though.

I met Nola, what, two years ago
now? Right here in my nursery.

She didn't buy anything that day,
but really good energy with her.

Smart, gorgeous. Plus
she's an artist and shit.

How can you not be attracted to that?

Things were growing between us,

and then we hit that point where
you're exclusive or you're done.

And Nola benched me.

Actually, it was more of a slow
ghost, a fade to friend zone, then out.

I didn't think that she'd
step back into my life.

But, suddenly...

I am back in her loving bed,
and it is on and poppin'.

I'm not trying to catch any feelings

since I got burned the last time, but...

I'm single, so...

might as well ride the wave.

♪ I'm about to let you
know You make me so ♪

♪ All you gotta do is say yes ♪

♪ Don't deny what you feel
Let me undress you, baby ♪

♪ Open up your mind and express ♪

♪ I'm about to let you
know You make me so, so ♪

- ♪ So, so, so, so,
so, so ♪ -

♪ You make me so, so ♪

♪ So, so, so, so, so, so ♪

♪ All you gotta do All
you gotta do is say yes ♪

♪ Don't deny what you feel
Let me undress you, baby ♪

♪ Open up your mind and express ♪

♪ I'm about to let you
know You make me so ♪

♪ All you gotta do is say yes ♪

You think Sky would be into this?

That's totally Skylar.

I'd offer to get
it for her, but money is tight.

A young artist living in Fort Greene
low on cash? I don't believe you.

How about this bookmark,
since it's Free .99?

I do start that teaching artist
gig tomorrow, which is great.

Even with all my other side
hustles, my rent is still mad late.

I also applied for the Catlett Prize,
so I'm just waiting to hear back.

Money is coming. Money is coming.

Money is coming. Money is coming.

Plastic is coming. Plastic is coming.

Money is coming.

Isn't the group show you're in going
up soon? How you feelin' about it?

- Morning, Opal.
- Good morning.

I don't know.

My work is my solace these days,

but I still feel like
something hasn't quite clicked.

I've been painting portraits, which
isn't inherently groundbreaking,

but you look at the work
of LaToya Ruby Frazier,

Kerry James Marshall, Mickalene
Thomas, or even my boy, Terrell Boyce,

and they all have this
fresh take on portraiture.

They're honest and unafraid of
the beauty of the black body and...

how it can be represented.

And then... then they have
the right theoretical language

for their art to fly.

I'm just trying to reach that same
sweet spot with my work, you know?

♪ You're so unsure ♪

Do you wanna come over
for dinner tonight?

Like, "tonight" tonight?

We can pick Skylar up from rock
climbing after I close up shop, and...

- I'll cook dinner at my place.
- I love it.

I have therapy and... Oh, I have that

thing with Terrell that I can't bail on.

I'm tryin' to stick to
what I say I'm gonna do.

Well, you're always
welcome. Anytime you're free.

Okay, all right, your pouty
face, it's just too cute.

You are so dope.

♪ Don't ask my neighbor ♪

- ♪ Come to me ♪
- ♪ Come to me ♪

♪ Don't be afraid ♪

Watch that.

- ♪ Of what you see ♪
- ♪ What you see ♪

- ♪ You'll find I love you
♪ - ♪ Ooh, I love you ♪

- ♪ Come to me ♪
- ♪ Come to me ♪

♪ Don't be afraid ♪

♪ You ask all my friends ♪

♪ If I'm the same, boy ♪

♪ You don't understand ♪

♪ You think I'm changin' ♪

I gotta go.

♪ Ohh ♪

- ♪ Don't ask my neighbor ♪
- ♪ Don't ask my neighbor ♪

- Can I give this to Sky?
- Yeah.

♪ Don't ask the friends I hang around ♪

- ♪ Ohh ♪ - ♪
Don't be afraid ♪

See ya.

- Like, "wouldn't wanna be ya"?
- No, silly. Soon, like, super soon.

- ♪ Come to me ♪ -
♪ Come on, come on ♪

♪ Don't be afraid ♪

- Can I help you with something, sir?
- Yes.

♪ Of what you see ♪

This woman is like...

Whoa! I am legit feeling
her. I feel so safe.

You know I don't believe in labels, but,

as a sex-positive polyamorous pansexual,

words like "monogamy" and "family"

have never even seemed
like a remote possibility.

But she owns her own nursery.
She's a horticulturalist.

Ugh! It's so hot, right? I
can talk about work with her.

My parents... My parents would
love her. And she has a kid already

from a turkey baster with
a friend from college,

so I get insta-daughter without
labor pains or stretch marks.

I can see the three of us skipping
down the street, holding hands,

like we're in some commercial for
products only white folks would buy.

And the key is that unlike
the men I've been dealing with,

she's not trying to own
me, and that's real talk.

Real talk. That's what we're
aiming for at all times in here.

- Right.
- Right.

And her ego isn't massive, so
I just have space to be myself.

- I'm sorry, am I gushing too much?
- No, no, it's great.

These... These passionate
feelings, it's great.

Are you, uh... more at home with
an intimate partner of the same sex?

I don't think about it like that.

It's more whether or
not I'm into the person.

Well, you seem to be more open
and at ease having rekindled

this particular relationship.

I am.

And the tools you
suggested have been helping.

- Good.
- Um...

Deep breathing, wearing that
dress, visualizing safe spaces.

And I feel like...

you know, I've needed them all

because I've just been
attacked from all sides, but...

with Opal...

I don't have to fight back all the time.

Oh, I'm sorry. Do you...
Do you have any tissues?

Huh!

I never see these.

Oh, gosh, I barely
know what is going on.

Well, we'll, uh, pause
here until next time.

Okay.

How did you wanna pay
today, cash or check?

I was hoping I could open
up a tab or something?

Well, I see you have great taste in art.

Maybe I could paint you a portrait.

- Let me think about that.
- Barter.

♪ I just want to join the
line Drink a rum in paradise ♪

♪ Have a good time with my friends
Leave me, let me live my life ♪

- ♪ I want to hold on... ♪
- Do not make me break a sweat.

I did not realize how
much I needed to turn up.

Terrell, do you feel this
beat? GBM Nutron is fire!

I still have to introduce
you to my parents.

- Okay.
- Let's go over now.

Nola, come on with your drunk ass.

- No.
- Come on!

No. Terrell.

- You look beautiful, Mama.
- Hello, son.

- Congratulations, Dad.
- Thanks.

- Congratulations. Thank you.
- Thank you.

You work for the city like I did,

you can pay for a
retirement party like this.

I'm doing just fine with my art.

That's to be determined.

And... who is this lovely creature?

These are my parents, George and Vilma.

Hi, I'm Nola Darling. Nice to meet you.

Nola's my new girlfriend.

She's very pretty.

- I'm not his girlfriend.
- That's what she thinks.

- But we are close.
- True.

How did you know you
were right for each other?

After we met, it was clear
as day we'd be marryin'.

So, you disappear...

and leave me inside alone
with your parents... to dance?

Are you kidding me? Weren't
we just dancing inside?

- Hey, Stefano.
- Ciao, Nola.

Uh, what is that in your hand? I thought

you had to be up early for work.

Doesn't matter. It's just a day job.

I thought you weren't
drinking right now.

I had to. Otherwise, your parents
would think I was an alcoholic.

And she had rum cake too.

After a few minutes with them,
I feel like I'm going to choke.

My father has no respect
for what I do, my art.

At least he knows you're an artist.

I can't believe you straight-up
lied and said I was your girlfriend.

Would you please tell
this fiancé of yours

that he needs to be a grown-ass
man and come out to his parents?

Why you hidin' all this?

Okay, clearly, I need to reach
you. Class bell. Ding, ding.

My parents? Old-school Trini people.

What's worse than having
great gallery representation

and a residency at the
studio museum and collectors?

Being a batty boy.

And a batty boy like me gets
disowned, if he survives at all.

You have some nerve telling
me to be a grown-ass man

when you out here datin'
three guys and a woman,

and you go into anaphylactic shock
just hearing the word "commitment."

See? You can only be a fake
girlfriend, not a real one.

So what? I have to be a good girl and

get married to count in your book?

That's ridiculous. Besides,
I am not dating three men.

Well, well, not tonight,
because you're on a cleanse.

I'm doing what makes me feel
good, and that's Opal right now.

You're too greedy.

You cannot stick to one thing for long.

- Hey, Papo!
- Nola!

Got my first day of teaching tomorrow.

Where are my keys?

No!

Miss Ella, leave a message.

Voice mail?

Hello?

Miss Ella?

This is Nola, your tenant.

Your goddaughter?

I'm locked out. Can
you let me in, please?

Hello?

♪ But I still haven't found... ♪

I suffer from insomnia and now you.

My bad, my bad.

- Damn, I'll turn it down, all right?
- Okay, and your garbage art...

- Garbage?
- Yeah. It's a health hazard.

It stinks. Gonna call the cops
if you don't get off my property.

Okay, all right, all right!
You can dead all that!

I'm ghost, I'm out!

All right? Damn! What you doing
out here at this time of night?

I'm locked out, but I'mma
go to my parents' house.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Slow down. Let

me walk wit' you. I'll walk wit' you.

- Let me drop my radio right here.
- Okay.

A'ight? And we'll walk. You walk
right there, I'll walk right here.

- I got you. You know what I'm sayin'?
- Mm-hm.

Feeling pretty good tonight?

- Yes.
- Yeah? All right, all right.

I couldn't pay my rent.

- And I couldn't pay child support.
- Right.

And next thing you
know, I was assed out.

That's me, you know?

But anyway, listen, you still
makin' them pieces or what?

You know... pieces of pieces.

All right, Papo. Thanks for walking me.

All right, all right,
no doubt, no doubt.

I'll be right here until
you get in, all right?

- Okay.
- All right? Me right here, you get in.

What up, sis? Entra.

I don't wanna wake my parents up.

Listen, they don't want you stayin'
out in the street tonight either.

I know, but...

I'm an adult, though, right?
I can figure something out.

Yo, mami, we could
all use some help, okay?

Ugh.

I like this piece so much.

You like that? Take it, it's yours.

- How much?
- What? Naw, come on, man.

Me and you, we chill like that.

How much?

- Yo, Nola.
- How much?

Listen, if you wanna
just give me $20, right,

so I can get some food,
then it is what it is.

- I only got ten. I owe you ten?
- Ten is good. Ten is good.

Listen, I haven't sold a piece
in a minute, so this is good.

- I wish I could give you more.
- Don't sweat it.

I worked on that all night, yo.

You were the best artist in our school.

The best. The GOAT. Número uno.

Yo, my mama, she always used to
say, "It wasn't in the cards."

Wasn't in the cards.

Papo, you should go get some
food. I can take it from here.

Shemekka.

Shemekka, pick up.

Seven, eight...

Gah, gah, bah, bah! Gah, gah, bah, bah!

Boom, boom, gah, gah, ah, gah!

Who is it?

The motherfucker who writes
your checks and shit, man.

Move this shit. Move over, man.

Oh, hi, ladies.

- Hi, Win.
- Hey.

Man, fuck that! That
last set was weak as shit.

Wasn't no money nowhere
in the fuckin' club.

If I don't make no fuckin'
money, you don't make no money.

I've been winnin' around the world,

and you motherfuckers
got me losin' right now.

Give a fuck about youse. I'll
throw you right in the street.

You think I'd give a fuck? I'd throw you

in the street, and it's cold out there.

Shit!

- Shemekka, you know better than this!
- I know.

- Don't you know better than this shit?
- Yes, Win.

So, what the fuck is wrong with
y'all? I ain't got no favorites here.

If Win don't make no
money, fuck everybody.

Get back to that shit or somethin', man.

I'mma sit right in the
front with Scissors.

Eddie Scissors. Right in the front.

You ain't shakin' your ass,
your tits, you go in the street.

Fuck about shit in this
motherfu... Get some money!

Clo?

Are you having sex? That's great!

I'm locked out, but
you're busy right now,

- so it's fine.
- Hang up the phone.

Why don't you call one
of your dick-ma-tists?

I'm actually not dealing
with any penis right now,

so...

Hello?

Hello?

♪ We're always waiting for a weekend ♪

♪ To breathe this crazy
life We're leading ♪

♪ Dinner for two,
finally me and you... ♪

I thought you were
with some boy tonight.

I told you I'm on a man break.

Besides, I was with my boy Terrell,
and he is gay to the G, so...

Well, he could be playing
for both teams, like you.

I get very intolerant of the
bi-curious this late at night.

Please take your heels off
so you don't wake Skylar?

I will gladly take my heels
off. The dogs are barkin'.

What is that? It smells like hot trash.

An old schoolmate sold that to me.

So talented, so homeless. We call
him "Da Mayor of Fort Greene."

If you ever catch me sellin'
my artwork on the street,

please, like, give me a
good slap or somethin'.

Ugh, I gotta get to my apartment before

class tomorrow for my lesson plan.

I keep farmer's hours. I'm up
with the sun. I'll wake you.

The bathroom's here. You
can wash up. Here's a towel.

It's Hello Kitty? I love Hello Kitty!

I'm a towel! I'll make you feel clean!

Get in there. I'll
be in the living room.

- Good morning, Sky.
- Good morning.

Do you remember my friend Nola?

Possibly.

Are you Mommy's new girlfriend?

'Cause she only lets women
stay over if it's serious.

You need to show your
manners and say hello

before you start any interrogations.

- Hi.
- Hi, Skylar.

Mm-mm. Water.

Mommy likes to go for
a run in the morning

when there's someone
to keep an eye on me.

Wanna go running, Mommy?
Nola and I can make breakfast.

That's very considerate of you. You sure

you have time to eat and walk with us

- before work?
- Sure.

It's, like, three hours. Plenty of time.

You really wanna be here
alone with Sky while I run?

- If that's what she wants.
- That's why I suggested it.

Well, all right, then.

Have fun.

- Call me if you need me.
- Will do.

All right, so... what
are we making today?

Oatmeal.

- Vegan.
- And you better behave!

My mother, however, starts her day by

eating the unborn eggs of caged birds.

She can make those herself.

What made you go vegan?

It was an easy commitment.

I just didn't want to eat
anything that runs away from me.

Did you measure the oatmeal water?

Naw. With oatmeal, I just do it by feel.

- That was a rhyme.
- Was it?

Got more in me if you give me some time.

- I remember you.
- Yeah?

I remember you.

- Skylar?
- Coming, Mommy.

Nice Birks.

- Oh, right. You mind if I borrow them?
- No, it's fine.

- You got your lunch?
- Check.

- Math homework?
- Check.

Oh, so, this is what mornings are
like in the Gilstrap household.

- Basically.
- Okay.

Nola, will you come over again
tonight? Before my bedtime?

Absolutely. You know what?
We can make dream catchers!

Come on. Sorry.

You made her happy.

Why are you the ideal woman?

How weird is it that
I'm actually spending

the morning with someone I'm dating?

You know I never do that, right?

- Nola Darling.
- Greer.

Opal.

- Oh, um...
- Opal.

Greer, this is Opal.
Opal, this is Greer.

I got that.

What are you doing in Fo-Gre?

Training one of my clients.

She likes the way I look, so...

she wanted the regimen for herself.

It's a real treat to see you here, Nola.

I gotta go talk to Gardel.

How long is this break
of yours gonna last?

Okay, I know you got mad after
the... impromptu photo shoot.

Hey, how about some angry
morning make-up sex, huh?

With a safe word, shit
could get pretty wild.

What am I doing? I will let you
know when I'm ready to see you.

You do that, babe. Stay fine.

Nola.

Looking good in those Birks.

These are beautiful roses.

I don't see any right
now, but do you have any marigolds?

I think we've got some marigolds.

- That was unexpected.
- Yup.

It felt like you were ashamed of me.

Well, I'm not.

You get to be a try-sexual
and try anything.

It's different when you're like
me and you don't have a choice.

If you don't wanna be seen with a woman

by of one of your dudes, I get it.

It's not personal and
it's not anti-political.

I just don't put my lovin'
bed out in the street.

You gonna try to get
into your apartment?

No try, do.

You know, class, as the
great Barack Obama once said,

"The future rewards those who press on."

- If you find yourself in a situation...
- Hey, everybody!

Are you Ms. Raqueletta Moss?

Raqueletta Moss is present and on time.

But Ms. Nola Darling is 16 minutes late.

What? I thought class started at 9:15.

Is that what you thought?
How artistic of you.

We start at 9:00 a.m. sharp,
and it is now 9:16... nope, 17.

She's mad late, y'all!

All right.

But, because studies show that any
sort of arts exposure is very good

at increasing attendance, morale,
and test scores in all subjects,

and because our motto is...

"With love, compassion, and discipline,

we expect success."

Raqueletta Moss is going to reach
into her pocket of generosity

and let Nola Darling
teach with the knowledge

that this tardy behavior
will never happen again.

You have your lesson plan? Begin.

Raqueletta Moss out.

Who needs a lesson plan, right?

Let's just flow today.

How many of you have
ever been late before?

Nobody.

Okay, how about any friends, siblings?

No one makes mistakes here. Got it.

In that case, what would a
world without mistakes look like?

What shapes and colors would
it have? Who wants to show me?

What's your name?

Regina Walters, but
people call me "Reggie."

Nice to meet you,
Reggie. Come on up here.

- You want me to draw on the chalkboard?
- No. Draw on me.

Can I draw on your hair?

And then we made these
found object sculptures

from whatever we could
scavenge in the classroom.

It was awesome.

I'm impressed you made
it through your first day

after your late start
and the key debacle,

but you really should have
rung the doorbell last night.

I'm just tryin' to grow up, Mom.

Well, put this around
your neck or somethin'.

Hey, Miss Ella.

You lost your keys again?

I'm so sorry for calling
so late last night.

Sit on my stoop, girl.

I got my spare set from my moms, though.

That's good, 'cause I wasn't gonna
replace them for the third time.

And where's your rent, pray tell?
It's two and a half weeks late.

My student loan deferment ended,

so I'm bringing in less
money every month now.

I said "rent," not "deferment." Rent.

I'm already cutting you a deal

because Septima and
Stokes and I go way back.

I know. I'm working on it.

I could be getting
three times from these

white folks what I'm chargin' you.

What your parents' gettin'?

I never asked them.

Just don't make me have to harangue you.

It messes up my yoga.

I'll pay you as soon as I get my
check from teaching, I promise you.

I try not to make promises I can't keep.

Miss Ella, I promise... I promise
I will get you your rent on time.

I'll get you your money.

Supreme God, I give thanks.

God of Earth, Father,
Baba of the crossroads...

may your blessings reach upon my life.

May you remove all negative obstacles

from my path with your divine wisdom.

May it be so.

Mother, goddess of sweet river water, of

abundance, love, light, and creativity,

may the sweetness of your
honey flow in my life.

I give praise to you, Oshun,
who descends from heaven

as a messenger of God on Earth.

Ase o.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Thank you, God!

♪ I remember ♪

♪ When you filled my heart with joy ♪

♪ Was I blind to the truth?
Just there to fill the spaces? ♪

♪ Now ♪

♪ You have no interest in anything... ♪

I was up painting, and I
lost track of time.

Is Skylar still up?

She made you vegan cookies.
But she fell asleep.

- I had to put her to bed.
- Ugh! I am so sorry.

You know, I was late for class too.

I'm fully jackin' up my
life today with the CPT.

Being late is one thing, forgetting
people are there is another.

I hear you.

Opal...

I want to try committing to you.
Isn't that the only way to learn how?

I was your age when I had Sky.

I was young, but I was
sure I wanted to be a mom.

And you, you're not sure about anything.

I'm drawn to you because you have this
energy I had before Sky came along,

and I don't want you to
be anyone but yourself.

But do not make promises to
me that we know you can't keep.

I made it to the second
round of the Catlett Prize.

That's wonderful.

You deserve it.

Would you... give this
to Skylar for me, please?

You both inspired me today.

We can stay in touch as friends, but...

I'm gonna have to think long and hard

about whether we can be anything more.

- Will you still come to the group show?
- I don't know.

Oh.

♪ You won't look me in the eye ♪

♪ No time, no friendship, no love ♪

Here are your heels and the
painting you left behind.

Thanks.

Oh, here.

- Let me give you your Birks.
- No, keep 'em.

They look good on you.

Good night.

Good night.

♪ You made a fool of me ♪

I'm learning.

- ♪ Tell me ♪ -
♪ Tell me why ♪

♪ Tell me why ♪

♪ You say that you don't care ♪

♪ You just don't care ♪

♪ You made a fool of me ♪

♪ Tell me why ♪

♪ Tell me why ♪

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