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And now... a Vanesja moment.

I used to do this piece where I'd go to restaurants

and pretend I got stood up.

Ugh.

I'd get my dinner for free,

and then I'd leave.

Sorry.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

But that night,

maybe it was the wine,

maybe it was the moon,

but I was so taken by the waiter.

Hello.

Hey, what's up?

You're clumsy.

I was leaving his dorm in the morning

when I noticed it for the first time.

A puzzling discovery.

An empty Gatorade bottle.

Soon, I'd learn that all young, straight men

are obsessed with collecting these in their bedroom.

Then I was at a completely different restaurant,

served by a totally different waiter,

yet something felt familiar.

No matter what restaurant,

what waiter,

what dorm--

same symbol.

Tell me about this piece right here.

What do you mean?

This altar.

The bottles.

Oh, it's whatever.

It's clearly not "whatever."

It was as if they made a pact.

Why won't you tell me about the bottles?

It's just, like, with everything going on

with midterms right now,

I think I'm gonna have to switch advisors.

Definitely if I want to go abroad.

Right.

Were they meant to represent possibilities?

Potential?

How's everything tasting?

Nice.

Perhaps it wasn't for me to understand.

Perhaps their obtuseness was a way of saying,

"Stay out of this, Vanesja.

"You have your life, your career,

"beautiful clothes.

We--we have this."

Oh, OK.

Uh, let me get a rag for that.

Thank you.

Oh, OK, so--so--so wait.

Sorry, what about that?

This mole thingy is not the issue.

It's just a vessel for the issue.

And--I lost it.

Whatever.

The point is, your problem is not a mole.

It's that you need proof of existence

for an apartment.

By the way, I just got to your place.

Not to be vulgar, but you're out of toilet paper.

Hello?

- Welcome. - Uh, hi. Hi. Hello.

- Hi. Hello, hello. - Hi, hi, hi.

Hi.

Uh, I'm Julio. I'm an Aquarius.

I got struck by lightning when I was a child,

and now I see the world a little differently,

and I'm allergic to the color yellow.

90 seconds remaining.

OK.

Um, I--I'm here because this--

this mole has--has, uh, grown.

Mm.

No, it hasn't.

It's a birthmark.

No, it--it--it has.

It's grown.

Yeah, I really don't think so.

I don't want to get sued by an insurance company.

I'm just gonna tell him it's fine.

OK, you don't--

you don't--you don't think so.

But--but that-- that means that--

that it could have happened.

Well, it does not look suspicious to me.

Right, but you wouldn't be able to tell

if it's suspicious or not unless you get a biopsy, right?

So--so--so you see what I mean?

- Like-- - I see.

- Instead of wasting time-- - 30 seconds remaining.

Your time, my time--

maybe we can just go ahead and order a biopsy.

If this were actually something,

you'd be in the, like, 0.0000000000...

20 seconds remaining.

0000000001% of cases.

That's me, is the thing.

Have you been measuring it?

Are you sure it's grown?

Yes.

Because it was the exact same size

as an earring that I lost at a--at a, um--

like, a queer rave.

So if I find it, I could--

I could--I can prove to you that it's--that--

that I know--

I know we're running out of time,

but I can prove to you that it's--it's grown.

And--and we can biopsy this and--and treat me.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Sure.

Good luck with that, patient in exam room five.

Next!

Thank you for choosing us.

Remember to take all your belongings.

The little oyster must be at the club.

Ugh, OK, so it's not here.

I mean, how small was it?

Well, OK.

Think of the smallest thing you can think of.

OK.

Smaller than that.

Yay! It's Bibo!

What, Bibo? I'm busy.

You need to find an apartment

before they kick you out.

I called Mona.

She's waiting for you.

Bye-bye.

Look at this beauty.

She comes with keys to the mailbox.

Washer, dryer.

Um, there are family nights in the movie lounge,

Kiehl's discounts, as well as many other exclusive perks

that are available for your convenience on the website.

I don't like it.

- You don't like it? - No.

I--I don't want my life

to revolve around, um, uh, perks.

Do you have anything a little bit more unique,

like in a clock tower or, like, through a well?

This place has a really special energy.

I think you should apply.

You just have to show them proof.

I don't have proof ID.

No? Why?

Well, I--I-- because I don't--

I don't believe in it.

That's very cool.

Bonjour.

It's me.

I'm back in the big city.

I thought it'd be a shame if I missed my favorite senator.

Our usual spot?

Same time?

Ciao.

Julio, did you get an apartment?

No, of course I didn't get the apartment.

Everyone's asking for that fucking thing.

Is your password still SoyDonnieDarko?

I know everything.

So this is it?

It's just, like, a website that I fill out?

I believe so.

But they--they're--

I mean, they're asking for stuff that, like--

How would I even, like--

first name, last name?

You know this, baby.

Yeah.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Don't you think I should be focusing on

finding the oyster so I can prove that

the mole has grown and get a biopsy?

That's probably what I should be doing.

Ugh.

I know I lost it at the venue.

I'm so sure I did.

I just don't know how or--

Wait.

I was dancing with that little influencer.

That's it.

I need to pump his little stomach.

Julio!

I'll go find him right now

and take him to the urgent care.

Ugh.

Tell Bibo chili night is canceled.

I'm busy.

Welcome back to "Court TV Live,"

where we are about to hear testimony.

Girl, I am gagging at this trial right now.

Please tell me you know what is going on right now.

Child, this elf Dodo is my hero.

He's suing Santa for unpaid labor.

Mm-mm.

It's getting a little messy too.

No shade.

What was your understanding

of your agreement with Mr. Claus?

Uh, I heard him--

Mr. Claus--say--

Objection.

Hearsay.

Sustained.

I remember--

my understanding was

that we all--

the elves, the reindeer, Santa himself--

we do it for the love of Christmas.

But that really wasn't the case, was it?

Because you noticed Mr. Claus benefiting from your work.

That's right.

So Santa doesn't get paid, per se,

but he gets deals with Coca-Cola, mall gigs,

movies, touring.

Not to mention, he gets milk and cookies

just for being who he is.

Dodo got Santa by the balls, if you ask me.

Mm-hmm.

I'm Team Dodo, no shade.

Santa got nothing on him.

I mean, people really talking about this, though.

Girl, tell me why my landlord came up to me

talking about some,

"Oh, the elves are trying to cancel Christmas."

What? Girl, who says that?

On some da-da-da-da-da.

Oh, if the elves wanted to get paid,

they should just deliver the presents themselves.

But who got the key to the sled?

Santa.

Exactly. That's why I was saying.

I love somebody who stands up for what they believe in,

and Dodo be doing that, you know what I'm saying?

And not only is he doing it,

but he's doing it and doing it and doing it well.

Wow. Hi, little consumers!

I just moved into the Bank of America Residencies,

and the building is completely empty.

It is just me and the bestie, bestie-turned-neighbor, Gina.

- Please don't come kill us. - Where you going?

- I get it. - Chester!

Drive!

Oh, my bad!

Girl, they saw me coming.

They was gonna stop anyway.

Oh, yeah, OK.

Yeah, keep walking.

Wait, what?

There's no emoji for, "Hey, not accusing you of anything,

but I think you swallowed my oyster"?

Ugh, these are not the emojis I need.

What I need is an emoji that is a garden

filled with broken statues,

each representing one of my exes.

That's for when someone texts me asking,

"Hey, who's at the club?"

An emoji that is one of the spoons

from "Beauty and the Beast"

finally getting turned back into a human

but then realizing he's still a servant.

Oh, I see.

That's for when you get a promotion at work.

Grapes, sir?

An emoji of an orange

that contoured itself to look like a peach.

You can use that when you text,

"Hey, I'm just getting ready."

An emoji of the planet Jupiter,

shocked when he realizes that scientists have been

referring to him as a gas giant.

That's for when someone accidentally

texts something about you to you.

An emoji of me sitting at the urgent care,

and the nurses recognizing me and going,

"Not this bitch again."

Uh, gender?

Gay.

Any, uh, history of colon cancer?

Ew.

You nasty.

Uh, any prescriptions?

Uppers.

Skyler?

That's me.

- Room 4. - That's you.

Oh.

There's an issue with this paperwork.

Sir, like I told you,

I simply cannot process this claim

because there is no way of verifying that

the card belongs to the patient.

But the card belongs to the patient.

Who else would the card belong to?

Sir, like I said, there is a discrepancy

on the information you are giving me

and the information that we have on file for said patient.

Yes, but that's because what you have on file

is that he was born on 24/08, which is clearly a typo.

There's no 24th month.

Oh, by the way,

if it helps, I'm smiling warmly.

I'm sorry, but rules are rules.

Rules are rules.

Assembly Plan Insurance.

How can I help you today?

What do you mean?

This is the 10th time I've called.

As a loyal insurance customer service rep,

there's nothing that excited me more than

when a valued customer gets...

What do you mean there's nothing you can do?

Agitated.

That's the power of working in insurance.

They can kick.

They can scream.

Hell, they can be right, and I can know it.

But I am a soldier for the company,

a defender of the rules.

Assembly Plan Insurance is the company,

and I am his sword.

I'm sorry.

There's simply nothing I can do.

- What do you mean, an hour? - Nothing you can do?

However, you are a valued customer.

I began toying with them by saying,

"How can I help you today?"

But there are disloyal soldiers in our ranks.

Sometimes it's just like,

why can't we just apologize and help these people?

But, like, don't yell at me.

It's not my fault Assembly Plan sucks.

You don't mean to insinuate

Assembly Plan does not value our customers?

It's a fucked-up system.

It's a flawless system.

Designed by flawless minds and entrusted to us.

God, I love insurance

and banks and credit cards

and the military, law, and order.

I pity those who do not stand behind us.

Well, now that I'm manager,

we'll try and be a little more human with the customer.

Nice!

Yeah!

Manager?

Did she say manager?

I have been working here for seven years,

and the president's daughter gets promoted?

Does she even care about Assembly Plan?

About our rules, our customs, our way of life?

Assembly Plan wouldn't betray me like that.

What?

I'm manager now.

It'll be an honor to serve you.

Hmm.

This cannot be.

They must pay.

I'm not a sword.

I'm a brick.

A brick on the grand wall of Assembly Plan.

They don't care about me.

If they don't care about me, just like

they don't care about valued customers, then fine.

Fine!

Anarchy shall reign.

I will burn it all to the ground.

I will scorch the earth.

I will use the computer for personal use!

I will take my vacation days for a year from now

and not alert my supervisor till 10 months before!

I need to feel.

What have I done?

What have I done? Assembly Plan needs me.

Be reasonable, Becca.

You can undo this.

What?

Why won't it let me?

Why won't it let me?

Hello?

Hi. How can I help you today?

I booked a flight on your airline,

and I think I need to cancel it.

Uh, mind your tone.

- May I have your unique... - My tone?

Reference number, ma'am?

- My what? - Your unique reference number.

- My reference? - Go ahead.

No, you go ahead.

The number, ma'am.

You want my unique reference number?

Yes.

How can I trust you with that?

Give it to me, Becca.

- You want it? - I need it.

X.

Yes.

4.

Yes.

A.

As in Apple?

Yes.

J.

3.

Yes.

3.

Yeah.

- 3. - Yes.

3.

Yes.

9.

I cannot cancel it.

Why?

- It cannot be canceled. - Why?

The rules.

They state I can cancel within 24 hours.

You bought it through a third-party site.

That says I should call you.

So we can tell you that.

That's nasty.

Watch your tone.

That's nasty!

My hands are tied.

You tied them.

I cannot help you.

I will not help you.

But rest assured...

- Say it. - Say what?

What am I?

You are a...

valued...

customer.

And don't forget to rate us after this call.

Mm.

I'm sorry, but rules are rules.

However, you are a valued customer.

Oh, I have to go.

Sorry. Hi.

Hi. How'd it go?

I don't have any diamonds in my tummy.

That's not the answer we were hoping for.

The X-rays don't show anything abnormal.

His esophagus shows no lesions, which it would

if he had swallowed an earring.

- No lesions in the esophagus? - None.

That's a shock to both of us.

I'm sorry. That was inappropriate.

I'm just in a bad mood.

Um, OK.

And now you need to let go of this.

- OK. - OK.

- You're right. - Mm-hmm.

I'll just find the oyster

and prove to you that my mole has grown.

Mm-hmm.

Hi, consumers.

So today is Bi Visibility Day.

And to celebrate all the bis around the world,

I have teamed up with Clorox,

the all-gender-inclusive germ killer.

Hi, consumers.

So today is Bi Visibility Day.

And to celebrate all the bis around the world,

I have teamed up with Clorox,

the all-gender--

Gina?

Gina.

What?

Can I borrow your charger?

What's wrong?

What the fuck do you care?

I've been a wreck all week.

Charles left me.

What?

I have to move out.

And I don't even know where to start,

and I can't get this fucking Tibetan Kabbalah

whatever string off he gave me!

Wait, wait.

Why do you have to move out?

Because he pays for everything, genius!

Oh, that's so fucked up!

I'm gonna ask if I can post about this.

This is, like, cancelable stuff.

For what?

Grooming.

Grooming?

I'm 32.

That's the whole fucking problem!

I knew I shouldn't have eaten all of that pasta.

But he took me to Italy,

and I just kept eating and eating and eating.

And then I'd come home and I'd Peloton to death,

and then I can't even show off the new tits I got for him,

which--guess what.

Too fake!

Natural is in!

So then I push them down

so that they can fall naturally.

And it's like, for what?

You know, who am I?

Babe, you're beautiful.

And I know exactly what you're going through.

I've been there.

I've been... there.

Yeah.

You will.

No, like, I've been there.

Like, all men are trash.

That's not what I mean.

What are you gonna do when all of this ends, huh?

What is "all of this"?

You think you can just live

off of moving your tight little body

and sticking your tongue out for forever?

Well, TikTok is really just like a stepping stone.

Stepping stone to what?

My brand.

Of what?

Lifestyle.

I told you!

Right.

So those perfume bottles you draw in that empty notebook

you bring to Fire Island every year?

They're throwing money at you right now.

They're paying for you to live in a nice apartment for a year.

Celebrities pay you to pretend to be their friends,

all because they want young people to want them.

And your little consumers are young people for now.

But, you know, you'll age.

And then your little consumers will age.

And then those people will get old,

and then a new crop of little sheep will just pop up,

and they'll have their own style.

And I know you're probably thinking,

but what about my acting career?

That's not it. My acting career.

Sure. You know, go for it.

But do it fast.

You won't be young forever.

You're insane.

Come on.

Thanks.

No problem, no problem.

Hey, um, do you think I'll ever, like, be over?

Like, fall off?

Nah, boss.

Look, I love the new TikTok.

Come on.

Thanks.

Um, which one?

Yeah, this is good.

Yeah, which one?

Oh, no, this is-- this is that new app, RealUs.

My baby niece showed it to me.

All her friends on it.

Yo, it's so fun-- are you on it?

No.

Should I be?

I don't know.

Nah, you know,

everybody on it is in, like, middle school.

That's, like, right before high school, right?

Huh?

It's good, though.

Vine.

What?

Ask them what happened to Vine and MySpace.

Who's there?

Hello?

Hello?

Cheap charger.

Skyler.

It is I, that who gives and that who takes.

Hi, algorithm.

Skyler, my dear Skyler.

What were you doing?

I was trying to make a profile on that new app.

And why would you be doing that, my dear?

We need you on your app with those your age.

They listen to you.

OK, but how long are they going to care?

Are you not grateful for the gifts we've given to you?

Are you not grateful for the gifts of the algorithm?

OK, I am.

But, like, what if TikTok disappears?

Or--or what if it becomes something that I'm not?

You are but stardust, my dear.

A drop in gray tides, your skills nontransferable.

And no, none of these brands will care.

You're a building block in a never-ending tower.

I'll be honest with my followers.

Hmm?

I'll leave it all behind if I have to.

They already left you behind.

Hi, my little consumers.

It's me, Skyler.

No.

Ah! We love you, Skyler.

You have such nice--

OMG, shoot me!

He's so hot!

Oh, your comments are so sweet.

And I'm so humbled by all the love.

Goodbye, Skyler.

Hi, my little consumers.

I've teamed up with Dark Water,

this new company that sells super soft--

Sir, like we told you,

we cannot biopsy without a referral.

OK, see, that's a-- that's a problem,

because I've spoken to seven different doctors...

- Julio... - And I'm starting--

When was the last time you got laid?

Bibo! Who taught you that?

When was the last time you came?

Bibo!

Maybe Bibo's right.

I need to let this go and live my life.

OK.

Be a person, be a human, be a happy, happy--

Are you tired of all this?

Huh.

Why not give it up

and allow yourself to be happy?

It's--OK.

Free yourself from the burden of having a body.

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