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Whoa, this is yummy.

Pardon me.

What do you think, sir?

As I chewed, I felt myself

being whisked away to a Vegas buffet.

Daddy.

It's my wedding.

Well, it's my reputation, so, no.

- Mom, he's doing it again.
- Nora,

it's been a long day.

We haven't even gotten to tablescapes.

I suppose I'm a terrible
father for not letting

my only child's special day

be ruined by tepid bouillabaisse
and over-blanched langoustines.

You won't let me pick anything.

Not true. You picked Derek.

You set us up.

You're welcome.

Now leave everything to me.

Nothing's too good for my little girl.

Well, you can't control everything, daddy.

Derek and I have a surprise
to show you for the reception.

No, you don't.

Mom? Ashton, just let
her have this one thing,

whatever it is.

Trust us. You're gonna love it.

Can't be worse than this.

Hello? 911?

Yeah, I need help.

'Cause my dance
floor is on fire right now.

Who is this man and what
has he done to our daughter?

His name is Rob.

We're at flash rob studios.

Derek does his taxes.

Stop, stop, stop.

You two are making me believe in love.

Yes.

All of Nora's friends used him
for their wedding receptions.

And she wants to be like everyone else?

Desperately.

She's the last in her
group to get married.

Which is why hers must be the best.

Has anyone seen my
heart? 'Cause you two

have just completely stolen it.

Come on.

Yeah. Right?

See?

We were great.

Like Fred and Wilma.

But daddy, I think Derek needs

a better watch for that move.

Your father is on it, honey.

I'm lonely out here all by myself.

Where's mom?

Come on.

Right now?

There is something I
wanted to talk to you about.

Nora and I received a wedding gift

from someone named Lester wilkes?

Shh... We'll discuss it later.

Okay.

If this family is going to dance,

it's got to be done with panache.

Yes. I agree.

That is why you can all
use my studio to practice

whenever you like, okay?

The code is, 1-2-3-1-2-3.

You can waltz in any time.

That man I mentioned,

Lester wilkes, has criminal ties.

He's under federal indictment.

Did you tell Nora your concerns? No.

I thought I should tell you first.

We're returning the gift.

Consorting with criminals
isn't good for business.

Well, that's where you're wrong. It is.

I'm relieved you
brought this to me, Derek.

It shows the diligence and discretion

that have made you an asset at the firm,

and, soon to be, the family.

Lester wilkes is a client.

He's not in the books.

There are other books.
With other clients.

Ours is an exclusive firm

with a powerful, high-net-worth clientele.

Some may label a subset
of these individuals "bad,"

or the word you used, "criminal."

But these people
need somebody like me,

because I provide what they most desire.

Wealth management
and investment services?

The appearance of
legitimacy and respectability.

We help them grow their assets

and avoid any undue
hardships, like paying their taxes.

In return, the firm receives
a monumental share

of their ill-gotten gains,

which we then invest in
remote, tax-friendly havens.

This family that you're marrying into

may seem well-off, but we are, in fact,

for lack of a better
term, dirty, stinking rich.

And will remain so as long as...

You invest wisely.

Yeah... Discretion is maintained.

This watch has been
passed down for generations.

Because some things, like
secrets, stay in the family.

I trust that you will honor that tradition.

Actually, you know, f-forget it.

Y-You'd probably enjoy a simpler life.

Thank you

dad.

Discretion.

Always.

Daddy war bucks in the house!

You stealing clients' tax refunds?

How'd you get so flush?

Shredding cheddar, baby.

Stop. They're gonna kick us out.

They can't touch me. I roll deep.

Tough guys.

Dangerous guys.

Hi, Derek.

I'm Capri. Are you ready
for your private party?

Hell yeah!

Well?

Hold on. Finding my notes.

Notes?

Let's see.

Derek said he had
secrets he couldn't tell me.

But then he said

he's a good judge of character
and that he could trust me.

He said he struck
gold with his new family.

I presume that's you?

So congrats, you're golden.

Something about secret clients,

two sets of books.

And some guy named silks.

Wait. Autocorrect.

Wilkes.

Did he say anything
else? Cayman Islands?

And he never touched me.

Really sweet guy... that'll be all.

Okay.

Well, congrats on your wedding.

I heard it's at a country
club. Sounds nice.

I could tell he was too excited
when I gave him the watch.

It's good that you checked.

Well, I know what I have to do.

Keep the grisly details to yourself.

God, poor Nora.

We'll have to cancel the wedding.

Not on your life.

Ashton.

She can handle losing a husband,

but she would never recover
from a canceled wedding.

Especially after all the work you've put in.

People are expecting an
Ashton Hayes extravaganza,

so by god, the hayeses
will have their day.

Ready, sweetheart?

Thank you, daddy. It's perfect.

It better be.

- Derek.
- Hey!

Dad.

Pow. Pow, pow.

Brewskis for the broskis.

You can do better than that.

Yeah.

Here. Have mine.

Broski.

So, was it fun?

Amazing.

People are gonna talk about this night...

Forever.

I have no doubt.

Hey.

Let's take a ride.

Pedal to the metal, dad.

Here you go.

Shut up.

Here.

This will help you stay quiet.

Why couldn't you just
keep your mouth shut?

A long line of honorable
men wore this watch.

And you desecrate it with
that abomination of a dance.

Help!

Help!

You found him, Mr. Hayes?

We were going to have
a father/son drink outside

to cap the evening.

I... heard a crash and

I still can't believe this.

Hi.

Sorry. Sweet tooth.

Where did you f... Never mind.

Did you see him get in the cart?

No, I'm-I'm sorry.

That cake has been sitting out for hours.

It's well past its prime.

But it's still delicious.

No, it's not.

Sir, we should really c... No, it's okay.

Too much sugar at night. He's right.

So, the drunk groom drove his golf cart

into a water hazard on the 12th hole.

He drowned.

That's terrible.Yeah.

And it seems like such
a beautiful wedding.

Mine was nothing like this.

It had way more pleated
pants and mosquitos.

You're married? You're married?

I am?

No.

My god, you scared me.

No, no, I'm divorced.

Here we are.

I had these made fresh

for tomorrow's sadly
now-canceled brunch.

It doesn't make any sense.

Derek never ever drove at night.

Why not?

Dumb astigmatism.

People do stupid things at weddings,

and he was so drunk.

Th-they found a-a beer
bottle, is that correct?

But he hates beer.

He drank it all the time.

Yeah, because you'd offer.

You're his boss.

Or... were.

Hi.

Mr. Hayes. I'm Elsbeth tascioni.

I'm the police police.

The what?

Never mind.

So, you two worked together? Yes, yes.

Derek was my best junior accountant.

It's so horrible. I-I

I'm never gonna get to
really know my son-in-law.

Well, you must have
known him pretty well

if he was your best junior accountant.

Well, how well can
anyone know anyone?

Pretty well, actually.

Agree to disagree.Agreed.

I, I only hope that the
wedding was so beautiful

that people remember that
more than this senseless tragedy.

Now, if you'll excuse us...

Let's go, baby.

That was weird. Right?

Why would you hope people
forget the groom's tragic death?

'Cause it's depressing as hell?

Holy cow, this is good.

Nothing beats deli.

Good old z-z's.

So, what's up, cap?

What do you mean?

You don't often call me in

for a coffee and doughnut
sit-down, so... Well...

This celetano thing is heating up.

I need to throw some water on it.

You need to give me everything
you have on flairall. This again?

I'm telling you, I handled it.

It's all good. Whoa. Well, maybe so, but

wait a minute, what do
you mean maybe so?

You don't think I did? No, it's not that.

I just want to dig into the details myself.

Things fly across my desk.

Maybe I'm too hands-off in this job.

Well, look, if you're second-guessing

the way I handle my cases... Aw.

Then maybe we should switch.

I could spend my days

sitting in that nice leather chair there.

Yeah, well, this job has drawbacks.

I don't think I would have minded.

Is that right?

I didn't realize you were interested.

My interest didn't matter.

The powers that be never wanted me.

You fill the chair the way
they wanted to fill the chair.

Just wait a second.

You saying I wasn't qualified?

No, I'm not saying that at all.

No one was more qualified
than you, I mean that.

Really. You earned it.

Thank you.

But we both earned it,
actually. I mean, come on.

We know the optics.

What are you gonna do? Culture, right?

Dave, this is... good morning, gentlemen.

Is this a bad time?

Ooh, doughnuts.

No, my coffee was cold, anyway.

And I've got to go
double-check some things.

Wait, I am having a housewarming party.

Please invite Claudia, too.

She will class up the joint.

Thank you, Ms. Tascioni. I'll see.

Please... Close the door behind you.

Looks like a clear-cut accident.

People doing stupid stuff at a wedding.

Like having them.

Sorry. Bad divorce.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, not so sure about
this being an accident.

Me report.

"Petechial hemorrhages
in the lining of the eyes.

"High levels of carbon
dioxide in the blood.

No water found in the lungs."

Derek didn't drown. He suffocated.

Suffocated?

What'd they find in the way of trauma?

Were there ligature marks?

No. No trauma.

No sign anything physically
stopped his breathing.

Well, he didn't hold his own breath.

Ooh, this beer bottle is really stuck.

Wha... god.

Nora said that... Derek
didn't even like beer.

Speaking of beer.

I'm sure that the gossip
has already reached you,

but it's true.

I'm having a housewarming party.

I bought a place. I'm a new yorker.

You most certainly are not.

Hey, congratulations.

Thanks. It's byob.

Bring your own booze, bubbles, bongos.

The "b" is flexible.

Well, I'm really psyched
about your alphabet party,

but right now I think we
should go see the Hayes family.

B for "brilliant." Don't do that.

Unfortunately, we can't sign off

on it being an accident at this time.

But it was an accident, right?

Of course it was.

We need the name of the videographer,

so we can take a look at the
footage from the reception.

We didn't have one.

We only did pre-ceremony photos.

That's too bad.

No pictures or videos
of that stunning wedding?

I don't want my guests having
cameras shoved in their faces.

It wasn't the golden globes.

Well, we're gonna
need to see the guest list.

Well, that'll take some time.
There were over 300 guests.

Wow. Nora, that's a lot of friends.

Well, they were mostly
daddy's friends and clients.

And now I'm an old,
gross widow with no friends

'cause my friends all suck.

Nora.no.

Too bad there were no cameras.

Of course, there's sure
to be cell phone footage.

Possibly.

Great. Ooh, look at those.

Aw, look how cute she is.

My goodness.

Is this you?

Yes. My salad days at Yale.

You were a cheerleader? Yeah.

There's nothing funny about that.

So was George w. Bush.

Of course, my father

and grandfather were none too thrilled.

Parents can be very hard to please.

So, Derek, he was your
best junior accountant?

He was good and trustworthy,

especially important in the
wealth management business.

Well, now, if there's nothing
else... hey, you know what?

I need to get my finances in shape.

I just bought an apartment, and I'm...

Do you guys mind?

I love you both so much,

but this might get a little personal.

We'll be outside.

Excuse me, miss... It escaped me.

Elsbeth tascioni.

Elsbet. Scottish.

No, Elsbeth.

You should hear me

trying to say the "hayeseseses house."

Ms. Tascioni, I doubt that

you would benefit from my
services on a police salary.

No.

I've actually been a
very successful lawyer.

This police stuff is new.

But it turns out,

I am very good at solving murder cases.

How lucky.

Well, perhaps

if I can find some times in my schedule,

I'll let you know.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I

I need to tend to my daughter.

You're a good dad.

Okay.

Well... Promise you won't forget me.

How could I?

Ashton.

Nora has something to tell you.

Promise me you won't tell anyone..

Promise me, daddy.

Darling, you can always trust me.

After you all left,

my poor, guilt-ridden Nora confessed

to having an extramarital affair

with that scoundrel, Rob,
the wedding choreographer.

Derek must have figured it out

and gotten so upset that he... Well...

Drove into a pond?

And wouldn't it technically

be premarital, not extramarital,

if it happened before the wedding?

N-Nora told me this in confidence,

but I knew it was too
important not to tell you.

I had no idea.

It's also surprising behavior
from a choreographer.

Except Bob fosse.

Thank you for bringing this to us.

Any way I can help.

And please say hi to Claudia for us.

Hey!

I guess there are videos.

Guess so.

Well, this affair

between Nora and
Rob adds a new focus.

Found it.

The hashtag for the wedding
is #hayhayhayesanddavis.

My son Teddy,

his friends have the
cutest wedding hashtags.

#mrandmrconway.

#douganddougdothatweddingthang.

#love is love.

#can we get back to the case?

I would bet money that Rob is involved.

Jealousy-driven murder.

Does anyone else find it weird

how quickly Ashton brought this to us

after his daughter told
him to keep it secret?

He seemed like he
was enjoying it. Right?

I know... I like the Rob angle.

Never trust a dancing man.

Donnelly, dig into the
videos Elsbeth found.

See if we can pinpoint Rob's
location at the time of death.

I'll follow up on the guest list.

Ms. Tascioni?

Wow.

Derek and Nora could've
been on Broadway.

Ms. Tascioni. Yes, sir.

Donnelly takes the lead.

You must be my private lesson.

Enchanté.

Enchantée, rob. Rob.

Whoa!

So, is this lesson for something,

or someone, special?

Not exactly.

Whoa, whoa. Well,
we will make it special.

That's a flash rob
studios 100% guarantee.

Okay, actually, I'm here about Derek.

I am working the case,

and I am not police,
but I am not not police.

Sorry, what case? Derek drowned.

It doesn't appear so.

Didn't Nora tell you?

You two were so close.

Yeah, Nora hasn't returned
my texts since the wedding.

And yes, we were sleeping together,

but it didn't mean anything.

It's a... occupational hazard.

I'm currently sleeping
with six dance students

and four brides-to-be.

My dance card's full.

That's a... that is almost a pun.

So, you didn't kill Derek

because you were jealous and
you wanted his life? Let's see.

Would I rather be married
with a nine-to-five job,

or spend my days
dipping different women?

And by "dipping," you mean... Listen

Derek was my accountant
and sort of friend.

And I felt really guilty
about me and Nora,

and I wanted to come clean, but,

not after what happened
at the bachelor party.

Why? What happened?

Well, Derek was acting like a tool

and disappeared for
a private "Capri party"

for, way too long.

He went to Capri?

That's the exotic dancer's name.

It still was a great wedding, though.

Yes, it was.

Your choreography was... Inspired.

That's my trademark move.

He had it on when he
was doing the dance,

but not when he was
pulled from the pond.

The police dredged the pond,

but they didn't find anything.

Got 30 minutes left. Anything else?

Do you teach the "hot honey rag"?

Officer blanke.

Come on in.

Have a seat.

Everything good?

Everything's great, sir.

I notice you and Elsbeth
are thick as thieves.

Anything to report?

Nothing yet. She invited me
out for a ladies' night tonight.

Not sure what that will entail.

A clown emoji was used.

Interesting.

Well, if there's nothing you
want to share... There's not.

Nothing at all, sir.

Okay.

Keep up the good work.

Thank you, sir.

So, where are the clowns?

I'm sorry, that clown
emoji was just a ruse.

A heads-up would have been nice.

I mean, this is a bit much for a Tuesday.

I know, but Rob told me that Derek had

a private bachelor party with
a dancer here named Capri.

Captain Wagner didn't sanction this,

so we cannot question her
as police on official business.

I know, but... Hi, ladies.

My name's Capri. You asked for me?

Is this a special occasion?

It certainly is.

I am actually engaged to her son Teddy.

And she is the greatest
mom-in-law to be,

and we want to make sure that
he has the best bachelor party,

and you cam highly recommended.

And we want to be sure
that nothing bad happens,

and that Teddy stays true to me.

You think you can help us out with that?

- Of course. I do it all the time.
- Good.

Because we don't want any hiccups.

This little angel here and my son,

they get anything that they want. Aw.

Well, except golf carts.

Did you see the news?

OMG, that groom was my client.

No way. No way.

Okay... So Derek
spilled the beans to Capri

about Ashton's business,
which is understandable.

She is so nice.

And then Capri told Ashton,

which must be what
made him want to kill Derek.

Maybe so, but how did Derek suffocate?

The m.E. Still can't find anything.

Yeah. And where is that darn watch?

And for the record, I would love

to be your mother-in-law.

I'm flattered.

But I don't think I'm Teddy's type.

Am I right? No.

Not only 'cause he's gay,

but based on his last few boyfriends,

he doesn't really fall for
kind or honest people.

Poor Teddy.

Thanks.

But I don't feel so kind
or honest right now.

Captain Wagner called
me into his office for a chat.

I was crawling out of
my skin. I feel so guilty.

I know, but we're gonna
get to the truth soon.

I hope so.

In the meantime, let's
give this glorified accountant

a deep, thorough audit.

Let's audit the hell out of him.Okay.

Mr. Hayes.

What a surprise.

Ms. Tascioni. What are you doing here?

Well, I like this club so much
I got a day pass to try it out.

I'll give you a lift. I'm good.

The range is right there.

We'll take the scenic route.

Could you slow down, please?

You need to loosen up.

This is fun.

Okay, now, this is the hill he drove down.

Poor Derek.

I wonder what he was thinking that night.

He clearly wasn't.

Well, I bet we... can figure it out.

So I am gonna take this here beer bottle

and stick it under the brake...

Wait. Don't... and
then see what happens.

Stop. Stop.

Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!

Are you nuts? You could have killed us.

Don't be ridiculous. I was in total control.

I tried it five times before I picked you up,

and each time I did it,

the beer bottle popped
out from under the brake.

So how did it get so stuck that night?

Unless it was jammed
in there on purpose.

But why would Derek do that?

What... he was drunk. Who knows?

Right. But Derek didn't even like beer.

He only drank it to please you.

I would appreciate it if you
would work out your theories

without using me as a test dummy.

You're no dummy.

I could tell that right away.

Now

where is that watch?

What watch? What watch?

The family heirloom
you gave to Derek, silly.

He told Rob all about it.

Derek was so proud.

That watch.

You know, it makes sense

that Rob would bring that up.

He probably stole it.

You're right.

Jealous Rob.

Right, he wanted the girl,
the gold watch and everything.

Well, don't you worry, we won't rest

until we get it back.

Things like that need
to stay in the family,

don't you think?

What I think... Is I'm driving back.

This is everything on flairall?

Yeah, the whole kit and caboodle.

I told you there wasn't much to look into.

A lot of wild accusations.

And listen... About earlier?

You know how I am
before my coffee kicks in.

I am happy for you, really.

And it's been great working under you.

Thanks, Dave.

A little word to the wise.

Don't let your insecurities
hide your inabilities.

Since I'm not playing golf today,

I will give you ten minutes to talk shop.

How are your investments?

Great, I think.

I have everything in triple-a...

Wait, that's mine.

Sorry, club policy, no bottles.

That's weird. It's proper.

And a rule I strictly enforce

as head of the entertainment committee.

Entertainment committee?
That sounds fun.

But then how did
Derek get the beer bottle

in the golf cart?

Well, I try to enforce the rule,

but you know how it goes. I don't.

With you it seems
there is no try, only do.

Is that Yoda?

Excuse me, Mr. Hayes. Elsbeth?

Duty calls.

If you do finally get to play golf,

I hope you get a very high score.

Okay, so, I talked to
the manager, Janine.

She's also from queens,
unlike the members

of this creepy place,
but she did me a favor

and gave me a copy of the guest list

from the wedding.

Ooh, good job.

Do you think Janine
could do us another favor?

We so appreciate the tour, Janine.

Anything for queens.Aw.

Ooh, what's back there?

Perishables and bottled beverages.

So, if I wanted something,
could I just sneak back here

and grab it?

No. Staff only.

Club policy and state regulations.

And is that strictly enforced?

Well, I admit there's a
pushy member or two

whose access to the
kitchen is more... flexible.

Sounds like someone we know.

Perishables are labeled,
dated and checked daily.

Ooh, I love all the steam.
It's so good for the skin.

Ooh, puddings. And cherry. I love cherry.

How does this work?

I see. It goes in here, and
then bum. Bum, bum, bum, bum.

Pretty fast.

Ooh. Wait.

- Where are the labels?
- Kitchen secret.

Food-grade safe.

It completely dissolves
in water in 30 seconds.

So Derek shared privileged information

with exotic dancer Capri
at his bachelor party.

She told us all about it.

Ladies' night, I take it.

Turns out Capri was
paid by the hayesese

the hayesesese...

The Hayes family to spy on Derek.

Smart. I wish I'd thought
of that with my ex.

Sorry, this case is
bringing up some stuff.

Aw, but they weren't checking

on his fidelity to Nora.

They only cared about
what he said, not what he did.

So why would Ashton,

who was so proud
of his perfect wedding,

not want any photographs or video?

I didn't buy that whole golden globes line.

Everybody loves the globes.

They're so fun and informal.

- Right, right...
- The family said

they had over 300 guests at the wedding,

but the guest list we got only had 220.

Why?

I zoomed in on the dance video.

And I recognized people
from my Chicago days.

Now these are powerful
people with a lot of secrets.

Derek was too big of a risk.

What about our dancer friend, Rob?

Rob left early with
one of the bridesmaids.

She texted the group chat:

"Good news, I got Rob-bed."

That's why Nora said her friends "suck."

And why Rob said that Nora
stopped texting him back.

Rob said that? When?

I took a dance lesson.

But just in case people
cut a rug at my party.

I will not be cutting a rug.

Next, the beer bottle.

Club policy doesn't allow

beverage bottles to remain out.

So how did Derek... who didn't like beer.

Or Rob, for argument's
sake, get the bottle?

They didn't. Only staff

and pushy members go in the kitchen,

like when Ashton brought us

those delicious popovers.

They were very good.Yeah.

Guess what else was in the kitchen?

Tape?

Just give it a second.

Or 30.

The me couldn't find a physical reason

for Derek's suffocation.

Because it didn't exist anymore.

See? Dissolving tape.

Ashton expected the tape to
dissolve and Derek to drown.

But he used too much,
so Derek suffocated first.

Disappearing weapons.

That's great for us.

This is all good, but not good enough.

We still need hard, physical evidence.

We sure do.

Hello?

Ashton, c.W. Wagner here.

Captain. How can I help you?

This is more about me helping you.

We're focused on finding
that watch you gave Derek.

I don't think that's necessary.

That watch is key to closing our case.

We know from videos that
Derek had it on prior to his death.

So we're going to dredge the
golf course pond again tomorrow.

If we find it, you get your
precious heirloom back

and the certainty that
this was a tragic accident.

If we don't, we have
to redouble our efforts,

knowing someone else
was involved in Derek's death

and has that watch in his possession.

You mean Rob?

Well, he certainly is a person of interest.

That's all I can say.

I see.

I wanted to give you a heads-up

so you can prepare to comfort Nora.

Speak soon.

We're not going to
dredge that pond again.

Of course not.

They're clearly
non-members, lurking there

behind the bushes on the
12th hole near the pond.

I swear one of them had a camera.

I'm sorry.

All I can say is they have
permission to be there.

Ashton is heading toward his car.

Shoot.

He must have figured out the police

are watching the pond.

What's he doing?

That was the watch.
He put it in his pocket.

Well, we know where he's going.

So? We still can't get the
watch out of his pocket.

I have an idea.

But we have to get there first.

Let me drive.

Hello.

What are you doing here?

I'm rehearsing for my
housewarming party.

What are you doing here?

Or better yet, how did you get in here?

Rob gave us the code,
so we could practice,

for Nora's wedding.

And I came by to warn him off Nora.

Father to choreographer.

I didn't think he'd let me in,

because I'm so mad at him.

Which I'm not, really.

So I used the code.

I'm going to go now.

Please don't go.

I'm still working on my routine,

but I can't do it alone.

Sorry. Please?

You are such a terrific dancer.

I saw you dancing on that video

with Nora and poppy at the wedding.

I try to move with a certain panache.

And you were probably

a really wonderful cheerleader, too.

Wow.

That must've felt so free.

Flinging your body around like that.

I bet you haven't had a chance to do that

in a very long time.

You are oddly persistent, Ms. Tascioni.

And persistently odd.

I know, so

dance with me.

Loosen up just this once.

And I'll leave you alone forever.

Yes! Hey, we're gonna
do the Charleston, ready?

And twinkle toes.

Rainbows and twinkle toes.

And rainbows and twinkle toes.

Rainbows. No, you need to loosen up.

Chicken!

Ooh!

I like that. Gwen verdon.

No, this is Gwen verdon.

How about that? How
do you like that, right?

How about that there,
right? Yeah, that's good,

but I'm gonna do a cartwheel.

Ms. Tascioni, I'm sorry,
that is not a cartwheel.

I will show you a cartwheel.

Yes!

Never trust a dancing man.

We did it!

- Take a bow, Mr. Hayes.
- Better yet, put your hands

behind your back. You're under arrest.

It is a nice watch.

Maybe Nora will find
somebody else to give it to.

I hope she does.

But she'll never have a
more beautiful wedding.

Ooh!

My favorite person.

Come meet all my other favorite people.

Wow, this place is so great.

Thank you.

I still don't have a
place to hang these yet.

Well, hold on, I know you said

the b for byob was flexible.

B for... B, bee hooks.

For your tote bags.

I love them so much.

Thank you. Okay.

You mingle and I'll be right back.Okay.

Hey.

Hey! Officer blanke, hey!

B for bop. All right.

B for babka.

It's from work, they gave me a discount.

We actually met on my bus.

I'm a rapping tour guide and Elsbeth

is, like, my biggest fan.

That's so nice. So what do you do?

Well, I was a paid intern,

but it's actually a crazy story...

Captain Wagner, I am
so glad you came.Yeah.

No Claudia? Unfortunately,
she had a board meeting.

But she insisted I come

and give you this on her behalf.

She said you have to keep it cool.

B for... Beluga caviar.

She is all class.

Well, she's missing out.

We have a caricaturist.

Where's the b for booze?

Straight back to the kitchen.

You've made a lot of friends.

Yeah, you know, when I was
putting together my invitations,

I realized a lot of the people

I became friends with
turned out to be murderers.

Guess you never know. Yeah.

This place is great.

It's good bones. It's gonna
be even greater with your help.

And look at this.

I thought you wanted to
be a new yorker with a view?

This is a view... Of new yorkers.

Aren't they fascinating?

Don't answer that.

I know it's celetano on the line.

I always prided myself

on having a good Gauge
of people I could trust.

And now... I'm not so sure.

Well, it can be hard.

I try to remember to listen to my gut.

And my heart.

I'm gonna be honest with you.

I think lieutenant noon an

is doing things behind
my back... In my name.

Well, I'll be honest with you.

That is not good for you.

25 years, and I thought
he was on my side.

Now, tell me, since we're being honest,

whose side are you on, Elsbeth tascioni?

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