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(Waking moans, sighs)

(Text messages chime)

- Um, Alexis, do you mind
telling your phone to fuck off?

(Text messages chime)

Ugh.

What's bumpkin?

- What?
Nothing. Gimme that.

- Oh my god,
is this a dating app?

- It's an online social hub
for rural singles,

if you must know, David.
I signed Twyla up.

- Well, why does it say Alexis
you have a new match?

- Research. I was testing
the water for her, David.

Poor thing's clueless.

- Well, Miguel says hi.

Why is he shirtless
with an armful of puppies?

- Oh my god, we matched?

- His nipples are out.

- Ted can't know about this,
David.

Miguel's the only other vet
in town,

and they have this like
dumb rivalry.

- When has that ever stopped
you?

I remember that summer you
dated all 3 Hanson brothers.

- This is different.

- How did you even match with
Miguel in the first place?

- I swiped right, obviously.

Like look at him, David.

I didn't actually expect
we'd match.

- You didn't expect to match.
- Okay, fine, I did,

but I just wanted to see
what would happen.

He's the only attractive person
on here, David,

what did you want me to do?

- Well, then go on a date
with him.

- I can't.
- Fine, then don't.

- Okay, but I want to, David.
- Oh my god, Alexis,

I am suffering romantically
right now,

and there was a minute
when I thought

I would never have to look
at another dating app,

and here you are shoving
Bumpkins in my face.

- It's Bumpkin
with a wink emoji.

- (David sighs)

(Text message chimes)
- He messaged me again.

He actually sounds
kind of chill, David.

- What did he say?

- Sup?
- Okay.

♪♪♪

(Cart rumbles)

- Ready when you are, Mr. Rose.

- Ready for what?

- We have a 1:00 reservation
for lunch at the café.

- Oh Moira, I completely
forgot about lunch.

- (Gasps)

- And I just gave Stevie
the day off.

- How many days off is
Stevie allowed to request?

- Well, she'd worked
14 straight days, so...

- It's starting to remind me
of Rose Video,

when your work consumed you,
and I would miss you so.

Except now I don't have the jet

and the free DVD's
to distract me.

- Well, I don't know
what to say, Sweetheart,

I-I still have most
of the rooms to clean.

- Would it be too much to ask
the guests

to clean up after themselves?

- Hm, yes, it would.

It's basically the only
service we provide.

- Very well.
If lunch is cancelled,

I suppose I'll show up on time
for Jazzagals rehearsal.

- Isn't that something you
should be doing anyway?

- Oh, there's so much time
wasted off top, John.

Yap, yap, yap, do, re, mi.

A lip buzzing
'til I'm blue in the face!

- I promise I'll make it up
to you, Sweetheart.

- Okay. As long as we're
tabulating scores,

this will mark the 3rd time you
stood me up this week, John.

(Footsteps clank)

(Door opens)

- Hmm.

(Drapes rasp)

- (Grunts)

Turn everything off, please.

- Why aren't you dressed?
- Because I'm not going.

Because I'm too tired.

- You've been sleeping
for two days.

- What's your point?

- I'm finding it hard
to believe

that you don't have
the energy to go to a spa.

- I know, I'm scaring even me.

Why are we going to a spa,
again?

- Because you're having
boyfriend issues,

and this is my reluctant
attempt at being supportive.

- Well, that's very thoughtful
of you.

- I also have a Groupon,

which I was planning on
using with Jake,

but I thought you might
need it more,

so, get up before I change
my mind.

- I can't.
- Get up.

- No!

- Oh my god, David.

- Ah!

- This is really pathetic.

- (Sighs)

What kinda spa is it,
and will there be treatments?

- You're a monster.

Twyla: Miguel looks so strong
holding all those puppies.

Maybe I should get
into online dating?

- Oh, I'm not into online
dating,

I'm just showing David
how it works.

- So when are you seeing him?
- Oh wow, no,

I don't think that would
actually be a good idea.

In fact, I might have
to cancel on him tonight.

- So you are seeing him?

- Technically yes, but like,
he and Ted have this thing.

- Oh, and Ted asked you
not to see him.

- No, he doesn't know.

- Sorry, so what's the problem?

I mean, Ted's not going
on a date with him.

- Yeah, I mean I guess there
isn't really anything

standing in the way.
- So there you go.

- It's just that I used
to date Ted,

and now I'm gonna be dating
this guy,

and it's just gonna be weird,

and I don't wanna do anything
to upset Ted.

- So then maybe don't go
on a date with this guy?

- It's just that there
are like ten guys on here,

and three of them are Ray.

- Yeah.

♪ Fat spatula

♪ Fat spatula

♪ Fat spatula

♪ Fat spatula

♪ Fat spatula

♪ Fat spat...

- Ah! John,
what are you doing here?

Is it David?

Oh no, you can speak freely
in front of the gals.

- No, no, David's fine.
David's fine.

A little depressed.

Stevie had to force him into
her car, but you know.

- Then, to what do we owe
this off-book sojourn?

- Well, I thought about
what you said,

and I didn't wanna fall
into old habits,

so I delegated the rest
of the cleaning to Roland.

- Sweet gesture,
but was that wise?

No offense, Jocelyn.

- I was gonna ask him
the same thing.

- And that frees us up
for a little date night,

uh, after you've finished
rehearsing.

- Oh, where are you taking her?

- The café.
- Ah!

- If that doesn't scream
romance.

- There was a time when
this dusky charmer

used to constantly whisk me
off to ports unknown.

Gals: (ohhs)

- Actually Johnny,

Ronnie could always use
another baritone,

why don't you join us?

- Oh, no.

No, I'm just here to show
support. So, as you were.

- Oh, my husband, the portrait
of self-effacement.

- You should all know
that this man's voice

melted more than a few hearts.

(Laughter)

- Johnny, why don't you just
come and join Ronnie?

- Oh, no, no, no!

(Cheering)

- No, no, I...haven't used
the old pipes in so long,

and I...I wouldn't want to

♪ impo-o-o-ose

(Cheering)

- Somebody just nailed
their audition.

- Oh, ha ha.

- I've got perfect pitch,
so do not mess this up for me.

- I understand.
- Okay.

(Door opens)

- Oh wow. Is this some kind
of sick joke?

- Yeah, um, so Jake
and I found out

that if you tell these resorts
that it's your honeymoon,

they usually upgrade
your room and stuff,

and give you free booze,
but uh,

We've never had anything
like this before.

- Oh. Lucky me.

- Sorry.

Shoulda just told 'em
the wedding's off.

- Mhmm.

So, Jake and his little pony
are goin' on dates

and having sexy honeymoon
weekends?

- No, only sometimes,
when it's necessary.

- Hmm.

So you're in love then. You're
like falling in love with Jake.

- It's impossible to be in love
with Jake,

only Jake is in love with Jake.

He's just... really good
at celebrating my body.

So, I'm keepin' him around.

Have you heard from Patrick?

- (Sighs) We're taking some
time to regroup at the moment.

Ooh. Feeling very raw
right now, you know?

Um, it's just like a lot
of emotional triggers.

Like that?

So, thank you for saving me
from myself

because one more day
at that motel

and I think things
would've gotten very dark.

- Hm. No problem.
Just put this on.

- Okay I'm not playing into
your fraudulent behaviour.

- You still want the free booze,
right?

- Gimme the ring.

Can't believe I caught that.

♪ Do do do do
I feel so far away ♪

- 1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ I feel so far away

♪ When we're takin' it home
takin' it home ♪

♪ Takin' it home!
(Deep) Yeah.

(Cheering) Woo!

- Not bad. Not bad.

- Oh thank you, Ronnie.

- Oh John, a near-perfect
return to form.

- I thought it was really
great.

- Ah, Mrs. Rose, I didn't know

there were two singers
in the family.

- Well, professionally speaking
there's still only one.

But I do applaud the vigour

with which you embrace
recreational activities

such as this, Mr. Rose.

- Well, anything to spend
a little more time

with my special little
songbird.

Gals: (ahs)

- Ooh, Okay ladies,
if you don't mind,

I'm going to allow my husband
to steal me away,

for a modest repass
across the avenue.

- And I should get back
for my shift.

- And we're still going for
post-rehearsal mocktails,

right ladies?

- I dunno about anybody else,
but I am drinkin'.

- So we're all headed
in the same direction?

Jocelyn: It looks like it.

- I'll get out the fancy
martini glasses. Fun!

- Boy, we never did this back
in the Rose Video days, did we?

- No, but I'm sure
we had our reasons.

(Muffled music plays)

(Pool balls clatter)

(Low hum of chatter)

- Alexis.
- Yes?

- Miguel.
- Oh my gosh, hey.

- Hi.

- I didn't recognize you
without your nipples.

- Huh?
- The puppies...the um,

the cute little puppies
that you love to photograph
yourself with.

- Ha ha, yeah, yeah, I left
them at home. The puppies.

Brought the nipples.
- Oh good.

Not about the nipples,
um, about the puppies.

- Right.
- So anyway, how are you?

- Uh good. Good, good.

I'm just really glad we could
make this work. Champagne?

- Uh, they serve champagne
here?

- I believe it's called
Zhampagne,

it's from the very famous
Zhampagne region of France.

- Can't wait to try it.
- Mmhmm.

(Rock music plays)

- Hmm.

- So, um, how long you been
on the app?

- Uh, oh I'm not.
Well I am,

but I just downloaded it
to show a friend.

- Well, worked out well for me.

- Someone's a smooth talker.
(Laughs)

- No.
- This is a relief.

I um, I was actually thinking
about not coming.

- What was holding you back?

- Uh, I dunno, just like
am I ready for this,

and I'm not even on the app,
so like should I be using it?

- Right.

- I just like making careful
choices.

- Yeah, yeah. I'm just glad

that you... you could come out
tonight.

Um, (Clears throat)

to...careful choices.

- Yes. To that.

(Glasses clink)

(Soft piano music plays)

(Low hum of patron chatter)

- Okay, everybody.

(Applause)

Hi. I'm Bobbie, and I am so
excited to be your waitress.

We just love honeymooners here
at Crystal Elms.

Please, right this way.

Here you go.

- Wow.

- Oh my god.
- Thank you.

- Okay, and I will be right
back with your menus. Okay.

♪♪♪

- No. Absolutely not.

- Okay, and I completely
understand.

Um, I just worry that
if we don't put the hats on,

that the other guests will
inevitably force us to.

- Okay.

- So.

- So, turns out we are not
the only ones celebrating

the bride and groom.

This is from a Patrick.

Says, "have fun, enjoy the
night. Thinking about you."

Oh, wow, that is just
very sweet.

And I can assure you
that a fun night is guaranteed

after a bottle of this. Right?

(Click tongue)
Yeah, she gets it. Okay.

- Did our waitress just
make a sex reference?

- I mean, I don't think that's
really surprising

at this point.

Um, so you obviously
have spoken to Patrick

since he knows we're here.

- Okay um, we may have been
texting.

He's covering for me at work.

- And these, these are our
complimentary lovebird wings.

They are chicken,
not actual lovebirds.

Uh, and oh, the special
tonight is a lover's curry.

So, I will be back, and I will
take your order. Okay so.

- Oh, wow.

- Oh, one more.
- Oh my god.

- Oh. (Laughs)

Sorry, you were saying?

- Um, how did you get
so good at this?

- Hm, you learn pretty quickly

when you're in a Ugandan
diamond smuggler's villa

playing for your friend's
freedom.

- Right, right. Wait, what?
- That was fun.

- Yeah, I know. I know.
I don't uh... you know,

I don't get to date a lot.
Busy schedule and...

and whatnot, but there is just
something about you, you know...

(Laughs)
I actually,

I changed my shirt 3 times
for tonight and uh,

I'm sorry, I probably shouldn't
be giving that all away.

- No, it's cute.

- And I was actually nervous,
too.

- Well, you... you look great.

- No, yeah,
I know it wasn't that.

Um, you're gonna think
this is so random,

but it was actually
about something else.

- Well, whatever it was,

I'm just glad that
we could do this.

I used to date Ted.

- I'm sorry?
- Ted Mullins?

He's the veterinarian.
- No, no, no,

I know who Ted is.
- Okay cool,

I just felt like we were being
honest with each other.

- Wait, weren't you his
receptionist?

- Executive Assistant. And yes,
but only for like a minute.

- But you guys were engaged?

- Um, very briefly.
- Uh-huh.

- And just twice.

And we've both moved on.
He has a girlfriend now,

and apparently they're
like very serious.

- Okay look, there is nobody
who wants to see Ted fail

more than I do,
professionally speaking.

Personally, I feel like
this is off limits.

It just feels... wrong.

- Okay, that is what I've been
saying, to literally everyone.

- What, you've been telling
people about this?

- No. Some people.
Just close friends.

- And that is the reason that
I wasn't gonna come tonight.

- Yeah, but you came.
- Okay, bottom line,

we've both had a lot
of Zhampagne,

so I just feel like we need
to hydrate, and reflect.

- Wow.

I mean, yeah, but...

I don't think I can do this.

- Okay, just to be clear,
I couldn't do this first.

So I guess I am paying
for the Zhampagne then?

(Laughter)

- And so, he says to the cop,
"Well, if it was mine,

I wouldn't've put it in my
mouth."

(Laughter)

- Oh, Veronica, once again,

you reign supreme as the queen
of the triple entendres.

- I just have to say this.

I know that we are
the Jazzagals,

but it was pretty great to have
a Jazza-guy in our midst today.

- Oh.

- Yeah, if you're around next
week,

it wouldn't hurt to have
the help.

- Not to dim the charge on this
delightful conversation,

but John, why don't you
and I go

and get the gals another drink?
- Okay.

- No, no, the next round is
on us for our newest member.

Lemonades for Moira and me...

- And two cosmos for
the baritone section.

♪ Yes, please

(Laughing)

- John, I wanna thank you

for what you did for me today.

And I know it was done
with the best of intentions.

- I'm getting the sense
I did something wrong.

- Oh, not at all.

In fact, you've enlightened me.

I realize I take one thing
for granted in this town.

- Oh, Moira.
- My time with the Jazzagals.

- Ah.

- As sad as it sounds,

these rehearsals have become
a tiny oasis

in the echo-y canyon that
I now call my social life.

I don't know if you've noticed,
John,

but this transition has not
been the easiest for me.

- I can't say that I have
not noticed.

- Aside from rehearsals,
few things keep me going.

My nightly sleeps,
afternoon naps,

and of course meals
with my husband.

- And there will be more
of those.

- But John,
I have so few pleasures,

that if I start combining them,

then I'll have even less
to look forward to.

- I understand, Moira.

So, would you like me to leave
you to cocktails

with the gals, then?

- Oh god, no, we'll leave
together, please.

There are only so many ways
I can feign amusement

at Ronnie's comedia
del commode.

- So the lover's curry
was a mistake.

- Yeah, it was.

Uh, but we got through it,

and now we have a story we
can only tell each other so...

- Patrick would find it funny.

- We will not be telling
Patrick.

- Another secret for the pile.

Okay, not to put any of the
blame on you in this situation.

Obviously Patrick should've
told you he had a fiancée,

but what didn't you ask him?

- If he had a secret fiancée?

- Well, no, but did you guys not
talk about your dating history?

- I guess I just thought the
deeper we got into his past,

the deeper we'd have
to get into mine.

And, historically speaking,

the more I revealed of myself,

the less interested people got.

So.

- Okay, so I'm gonna go out
on a limb

and say that you were probably
surrounding yourself

with the wrong people,

and we both know that Patrick
is not that kind of person.

Also, I know everything
about you,

about your history,

your family,
and I'm still here.

- I think you're my best
friend.

- You think?

- Well, I can't know for sure,

because I'm realizing now
that I don't think

I've ever really had one.

- Okay, well,
if we're being honest,

I don't think I've ever had
one, either.

- This would be a really
sweet moment,

if what we had just admitted
to each other wasn't so sad.

- Sadder? When you were
in the bathroom,

I finished the rest
of the lover's curry.

- Okay, you'll be sleeping
in the bathtub tonight.

- I understand.

- Well, honey, I don't think
you should let

one embarrassing encounter
colour your experience,

on Bumper.
- Bump-kin.

- So you upload your photo,

and the Bumpkin sends it
to local singles.

- It's not called The Bumpkin.

- Okay. Oh, here's one.

Isaac, 31,
works on his family's farm.

Certainly loves to take pictures
of himself in waterfalls.

- Hmm.

- Though harvesting crops
does produce

a nicely-sculpted physique.

- "Looking for a hook-up."

Well, that sounds promising,
Alexis,

he's open for hooking up
for dinner, or drinks.

- Uh-uh, that's not
what that means.

- Okay, moving on to Jebediah.
- Okay, stop!

- Comes from a large family.
Oh, not my kids.

That's a step in the right
direction, Alexis.

- Scroll down, Moira.
- Okay. Oh my wives.

- All right, which way do you
swipe to get rid of this one?

- Okay, gimme my phone--
- Oh, Alexis, look,

you've just Bumpkined
with Jebediah.

- What? Ew!
- Oh, and now we're back to Ray.

- Ew!

- How did Ray get such
a beautiful bathroom?

- Well...