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Come on, Tristan.

I said let's go.

I'm sorry, Aaliyah.

I... I'll text you.

Sorry to bother y'all. Have a good evening.

What just happened?

I know what happened. I was right.

That boy's so shady, his daddy had to come snatch him up.

He can come snatch me up with his fine ass.

Is there a Mrs. Tristan's Dad?

Lucretia, not now.

Well, when? 'Cause he can get it.

What, rabies?

I do like to bite sometimes.

Can you all stop? Dad, you need to fix this.

- This is your fault. - What did I do?

Tore apart his car and treated him like a criminal.

I will never forgive you for what you did.

Oh...

What? What'd I do?

What you gonna do?

About what?

Bennie, come on. You know damn well that kid is not the problem.

Look.

Why don't Tristan's dad and I get dinner and just sort this out?

Lucretia, he's married.

Yeah, but is he happy?

Look, Regina, I'm not apologizing about something a father's supposed to do.

I'm not asking you to.

But you do need to go to that man and straighten this out.

Seems like a lot of talking. Can't they just sneak around?

Oh, you mean like we did? Yeah, remember how that turned out?

Hey, guys.

Can I use your machine?

The one in Hector's building is broken, and I am not their super.

Sure, baby.

Oh, and, um, Aaliyah and Tristan might be over.

What did you do?

Had a daughter.

You'll see.

♪ Solid as a rock ♪

{an8}♪ Solid, solid, solid, solid ♪

{an8}Bennie, you can't put your Rib Shack receipt

{an8}with the business expenses.

{an8}I've had enough IRS in my life.

{an8}What if I got you a number seven with a biscuit?

{an8}Now it's a business lunch.

{an8}I don't know how we gonna write Davis off though.

{an8}Hey, I blackxi-cabbed it over. You should be tipping Davis.

{an8}Okay, I got Tristan's stereo back in his car.

{an8}And I finally figured out where those last four screws go.

{an8}Now I know why the door fell off doing the test drive.

{an8}- Good thing I know how to tuck and roll. - Mm.

{an8}Wait a minute.

{an8}Everybody gets to eat but us?

{an8}- Let me ask you a question. - Hmm?

{an8}How do you put up with this shit?

{an8}I steal a little bit of oil every day.

{an8}Yeah!

{an8}Okay.

{an8}If any of that involves forming a union,

{an8}no you puede.

{an8}I'm gonna get lunch.

{an8}You want something?

{an8}A more considerate boss.

{an8}Ah shit, I said that in English.

{an8}Oh. It's my girl.

{an8}Hey, baby.

{an8}Uh-huh.

{an8}Okay. Uh-huh.

{an8}Got it.

{an8}Yeah. Okay. Bye.

{an8}Bye, b... Oh.

{an8}Okay, it looks like, uh, I'm gonna need the last week of November off

{an8}'cause, apparently, I'm

{an8}getting married.

{an8}Fine by me.

{an8}Sofia can cover for you.

{an8}The time off counts as my gift.

{an8}Can I go in on that with you?

{an8}Wait, wait, wait, wait. Y'all ain't gonna clown me?

{an8}For what?

We all know your girl runs you.

And after a while,

it just gets sad.

Yeah, my soul had to learn to look away. I couldn't...

Damn, I didn't know y'all pitied me. I just thought y'all made jokes,

the way you roast Davis for living with his mom

or Lucretia for being stingy.

I do live with my mom.

And Lucretia is stingy.

And mean.

And Bennie has more weed in him than a lawnmower catch bag.

See? She's right. Mean. She is mean.

Tony, look, if your girl makes you happy, great.

If she doesn't, which she clearly doesn't,

then do something about it.

Well, I tried breaking up with her, but she told me I'm not that kind of guy.

I'll see you at the wedding.

And no destination. At least nowhere blackxi-cab can't go.

And there better be a full bar.

None of this signature cocktail bullshit. Ain't nothing good in a batch.

You done with your sauce?

No.

No, no, no, no. Enough is enough.

I got some stuff to clear up with Renee.

Who the hell is Renee?

I guess his girl.

Hey, Bennie? I'm here to pick up my son's car.

Why didn't you tell me Tristan's dad was coming?

I'd have fixed my face.

What you gonna do with the rest of you?

Hey, come on, man. Check it out.

While I check you out.

Wow!

Is that the same car?

Man, that looks great.

Like I said, I felt bad about how things went down.

You know, Aaliyah's my first daughter, and it wasn't about Tristan.

He's a good kid.

Hey, man, I appreciate that.

And honestly, I'mma be the same way when my little girl starts dating.

Only, I own a sporting goods store,

so I'mma just come at the kid with a croquet mallet.

Respect.

Just don't pop up at that house the way you popped up at mine.

You almost caught one.

That's funny.

It is.

But it isn't.

Okay. I... I see you.

But, hey, man, seriously, I appreciate all your work.

So we good here?

- Yeah. - The kids can keep kicking it.

No.

I mean, I'm cool. But my wife?

Oh, no, she'll never get on board.

What did I do to her?

Nothing.

Oh, okay. If I ain't the problem, and you ain't the problem,

who's the problem?

You're the problem!

How can this woman have a problem with me?

I don't even know the heifer. You must've misunderstood.

"My wife hates your wife."

Wasn't but five words in the sentence.

- Bennie? - What's up, James?

Hey, Ange?

The Upshaws came anyway.

Damn right we did 'cause I'd like to clear all this up.

Might as well come in. You're here.

Thank you.

James Killebrew, do not let that woman in my house.

I told you, you was the problem.

Look, Miss Killebrew, you don't know me, and I don't know you.

I don't know why you...

Angela Barber?

It's Angela Killebrew now.

Oh yeah, I'm definitely the problem.

What the hell?

"Kayak"?

Kiss my ass, Wordle.

White people puzzle.

Auntie, we say culturally biased.

I said what I said.

How many Black people you know got kayaks?

Keisha, Damon...

Shut up. Nobody asked you.

You're back?

How'd it go? How'd it go?

Tristan's mom is Angela Barber.

Ooh!

Angela Barber?

Girl.

"Girl" what?

This means nothing to me.

That means you're single.

Oh damn, you really are the problem.

I owe Maya five bucks.

What'd you do, Mom?

Nothing.

They were on debate team together. She always hated your mom.

'Cause she was jealous.

Makes sense. She couldn't rebut worth shit.

That's not why she hated you.

She hated you because you were a know-it-all.

Yeah, that last debate,

you made that girl run out crying in the middle of the match.

How you gonna counterpoint if you know nothing about water rights?

And there it is.

There what is?

Remember when Mama used to put slices

of pineapple upside-down cake in our lunch?

Yes. It was delicious.

Was it?

'Cause I didn't get any.

I always had to give mine to those big debate bitches

who wanted to jump you.

Always had to be the smartest one in the room.

I didn't have to be.

I just happened to be.

Well, that's the end of me and Tristan.

Guess I'll go upstairs and put on some SZA.

Even if Angela didn't like me in high school,

it is ridiculously insane that she's still holding on to that

after all these damn years.

Come on.

Until I saw her again,

I forgot how dumb she was.

Did you see Aaliyah's face when she left here?

Bottom lip stuck out like the tiniest bookshelf.

Oh God.

SZA cannot be my weekend.

All right.

I'm gonna take her to the movies tomorrow.

And... and do a little shopping with her,

get her nails done.

That'll make her feel better.

♪ Took a long vacation ♪

♪ No makeup, just Jay-z ♪

♪ You were balls deep... ♪

You calling Angela, aren't you?

Of course I am.

I got a job. I ain't got time for all that shit.

While you're on the phone,

see what Tristan's daddy is up to.

What? She hates you. Why you rooting for her marriage?

Now, why the hell do you got me in a cooking class?

Because I asked Angela about doing a nice dinner,

and she suggested we make it.

So if I gotta suffer through this, so do you.

Regina, don't turn on me. You know I'm the only one that like you.

Hey, Angela. Looking good, girl.

Regina.

- Hey. I see she got you out here too, huh? - Huh. Yeah.

My wife drags me to some bullshit class every week.

I swear, there's a special place in hell for whoever invented the Learning Annex.

Man, I'm telling you.

Yeah, man.

Women just force you into everything.

Recitals, church,

having my youngest.

I ain't wanna do that shit.

Well, thank you so much for inviting us.

I've always wanted to learn how to make handmade pasta.

I'm calling this, "A Night in Italy."

It's just flour and eggs, Regina. Calm down.

Ooh-ee! She clowning.

We still doing this?

For Aaliyah. For Aaliyah. For Aaliyah.

Oh.

I gotta go, baby. Tony just broke up with his girl.

Uh, go where?

Regina, if you had friends, you would understand.

Sometimes you have to be there for them.

I'm going to the bar.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. You going to the bar?

- Yeah. - O...

Our boy Tony is hurting at a bar?

Uh, babe, I... I gotta go to the bar.

- You don't know nobody named Tony. - You don't know everybody I know.

And besides, I'm gluten-free.

Just walking in here, I start swelling up.

Love you. Bye.

Well, I guess they ditched us.

It's all right. I know we'll have a great time.

Of course you do.

Looks like you two are flying solo.

Why don't you share this station up front?

I knew that was gonna happen.

Of course you did.

Awfully bold in a room full of knives and rolling pins.

I can't believe you really broke up with her, Tony.

I'm proud of you.

Yeah, I'm not gonna lie. It feels a little weird,

but I feel good right now. It was the right decision. It was time.

Twenty years is long enough.

Twenty years?!

Man, say that before I take a sip.

Free at last. Free at last.

Tony's free at last.

- Oh, Tristan's dad. - Hey, man.

We meet again.

We do?

Lucretia, not now. We here for Tony.

Okay? Now, the best way to get over a woman

is to get under another one.

Uh, as long as you remember

that you're married to a woman named my sister.

I'm just a wingman. We're here about getting Tony some girls.

Girls? Whoa. I'll just take one.

Hmm. She seems nice.

Okay. Well, go holler at her, player. Go do your thing.

Okay. Okay.

How?

I've never done this before. My girl asked me out.

I still remember what she was wearing. It was a...

Man, will you focus? This brother's trying to help you out.

Yeah.

Man, I am focused.

Who are you?

According to this text from my wife,

a man who'll be sleeping on the sofa tonight.

I got a sofa.

You'd be amazed how cozy Public Storage can be.

They got climate control now.

Don't look over there. That's a chupacabra.

Hey, man.

Go over there and ask the girl, "How you doing?"

And when she say, "I'm fine,"

say, "I didn't ask you how you look. I asked you how you was doing."

- Okay. - You like that?

I like that, man.

So I go over there and tell her,

"It looks like I'm doing fine."

- Hmm. - Got it.

No. Hell no.

No. All right, new plan, all right?

I'll go over and hook them.

- Do my little jokes. - Okay.

Show them the ring, then pass them off to you.

That'll work. Man, that'll work!

Can I get your runoff too?

Oh. I... I was just here to drink,

but, uh, I mean, I'll help if I can.

I'm a little out of practice, but, you know...

- Can I buy you a drink? - Can I get you one first?

Well, how about we buy y'all some drinks?

Hey, man, they offered.

Let the women be empowered.

Okay. I got yours.

Oh yeah? Well, make it a double for "feminisidom."

I'll be here.

Aaah.

You know this whole plan revolves around trusting Bennie.

Yeah, you ain't getting no runoff.

Excuse me?

Uh, I saw you talking to the tight-shirted brother.

Yeah. He really likes me, but I'm keeping my options open.

Well, in that case, can I buy you a drink?

Oh, damn. I'm getting runoff.

I'll be here.

Now you're going to take your fork and carefully fold the flour into the egg.

Ooh, this is my favorite part.

Oh! Oh, you really getting in there, huh?

Uh...

I mean, it's like them eggs owe you money.

Gotta let the flour know what's up.

- Oh! - Oh!

Hey.

You know... Oh!

It's okay. We having fun.

Ha! We are having fun.

Fun, yeah.

Fun!

You know, I was nervous about tonight 'cause I figured you'd be all,

"Pasta was invented in Italy by Galileo."

You know how you do.

No, I would... I would never say that.

Mostly because pasta was invented by, uh, the Chinese,

and then brought over to Italy by Marco Polo.

Nobody wanna hear that.

Let me get in this flour, girl.

Ooh! Oh. Uh-huh.

- That is fun. - See what I'm talking about?

That is fun!

Oh!

Hey, man, I've been over there for about an hour.

Did I miss the runoff?

The what?

Oh, yeah.

Does a... does anybody like him?

Sorry, man.

I did what I could. Not your night.

Man, what the hell?

Hey, man, you sound mad. Why you mad?

'Cause you a shitty friend.

I ended a 20-year relationship, and you over there doing the Dougie.

Man, you crazy. That was the Reebok.

I don't care. I called my girl. She'll be here in a minute.

You called your girl? Why'd you call your girl?

'Cause I want a girlfriend again, Bennie.

Hey, man, you can't go back with her.

She made you miserable.

Now, I know I screwed up tonight, but you deserve better.

Ooh!

I'll tell y'all, this Tristan's dad runoff is the shit.

I got a group of numbers.

You know this damn fool called his girl?

What the hell's wrong with you?

Save your breath. I'm gonna get back with her. That's it.

No, you're not.

I'm not gonna let you walk out of here with her.

I'm not gonna let you throw your life away.

Matter of fact, you gonna go over and holler at...

Oh, damn!

Renee.

You shitting me. That's Renee?

Nope.

Is there a draft in here?

Why is her hair blowing?

It always does that. So what's the play?

You gonna beg her to take yo' ass back.

Is that a real person?

I should just chop my head off.

You could start there.

Tony?

Hey, baby. I mean...

What's up, girl? Huh.

- Can I get you a drink? - No, I have one.

Oh!

So are we breaking up or not?

That stings.

Oh, man.

Don't worry about her.

No, some rim salt got in my eye.

Yeah, man.

Shit, I guess that's it.

Tony, don't sweat it.

Girls like that come along every day.

No, they don't.

But you'll be okay.

Hey, Lucretia?

You still got my number, girl?

I sure do.

Could you give it to the woman who was just here?

You lucky I bought this one.

So how's your sister doing?

She always brought us the best cake.

She broke and living at my house. Mm!

Uh-oh, I'm drunk.

You talk to anybody from the team still?

Like, um... Jackie. You still keep in touch with her?

Girl, I haven't spoken to Jackie since prom.

What'd she do?

She stepped on my dress, ruined all my pictures,

and I have to see it every time I walk down the hall.

You keep prom pictures hanging in your hallway. Okay.

What is up with this crank?

Why isn't the dough going through?

You know, it might be all that extra flour.

But who knows?

Well, I like a drier pasta, so...

You gonna love whatever this is.

Come on, keep cranking, girl. Ugh! We got this.

You know what, Regina?

I used to think people couldn't change, but you proved me wrong.

Hmm.

I thought I could, but I did not know I could.

What about our kids? They can keep seeing each other.

They are pretty cute together.

- Aren't they though? - Yeah.

It's okay as long as you talk to your daughter.

Yeah, happy to, friend. What am I talking to her about?

Oh, come on, you know.

No, this time, I... I actually don't know.

Well, she's an awful lot like you used to be.

Say more.

You know. Knowing better.

Like Tristan was all set to go to SCAD,

and then she's got him thinking about CalArts and Ringling.

Help me out. So you're mad that my daughter pointed out some options?

No, I'm mad because she's making him second-guess himself.

Like you used to do me.

Like I did to you?

You need to stop.

Tristan isn't second-guessing himself.

He got great information and is smart enough to roll with it,

unlike you.

You can't even roll out pasta.

Adding flour.

That doesn't make it drier. It makes it unusable.

And you know how I know that? Because I know it all.

I cannot believe I came here and dimmed my light for you.

If me being the shit makes you feel some kind of way,

then you deal with your insecure bullshit.

Do better.

Or cry your ass into this dry-ass pasta to moisten it up.

You don't deserve my friendship.

And your son damn sure don't deserve my daughter.

I hate your insecure ass.

Bon appétit!

Maybe Tony's ex lost some kind of bet.

But for 20 years?

Oh, that's dumb.

Maybe she's face-blind.

Then how did she find him in a bar?

I don't know. I'm just trying to make the world make sense again.

You think I'm a shitty friend?

You're shitty.

Nah.

You... you showed up for Tony.

- Yeah. - You had good intentions.

Thank you.

- I got it. - What?

She's either missing something, or she's got an extra something.

Boom!

Hey. Where's Aaliyah? I got ice cream.

Oh, hell, you went off on Angela, didn't you?

In my defense,

she's so dumb.

Aaliyah!

Hey.

So, um, we need to talk,

so I got you your favorite ice cream.

Okay.

Who else moving in?

I do not care for that tone.

No, sweetie. Um...

I really tried to do a good thing.

I had a falling-out with Tristan's mom.

I don't care about Tristan. I dumped him this morning.

This morning?

Yeah. Thanks for the ice cream though.

Hold me back. Hold me back.

I... Oh...

I hate 15-year-old love.

She's too good for him.

I'mma ditch James soon as I get my discount on that kayak.

Kayak. What?

Men suck.

They act all interested,

and then one goddess climbs down from the mountain,

and suddenly, you're furniture.

I'm done with men.

On behalf of all the men,

you will not be missed.

Frank?

What... what are you doing here?

I'm still in love with you.

And I wanna try again.

Okay.