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♪ There will be blood ♪

♪ Run for your life ♪

♪ Go on and say ♪

♪ Go on and say your
last goodbye... ♪

Good evening, ladies.

You look beautiful!

Like a mannequin in a
fancy department store.

I wouldn't put it that way,
but, yeah, you look cute.

Thank you. I'm
doing a practice run

of my hair and makeup
for tomorrow's rehearsal.

I want to look my best
when I say my one line.

- You only have one line?
- Mm-hmm.

But, you know,
sometimes, one line

can make or break a show.

I mean, mine doesn't,

but in theory it's possible.

- Mm-hmm.
- What musical are you doing?

It's an original
show that combines

all of the best songs
from other musicals.

A musical of musicals? How fun!

Sounds awful.

What? It does.

I'm sorry, why are you here?

Bela gave me a key.

She's having issues
with her roommate.

Shouldn't you be mediating

and trying to solve the problem?

She did
solve the problem.

By giving me unrestricted
access to your room.

And your snacks and
whatever's in the fridge.

Well...

time for bed.

Oh, that's
actually my...

So do we live with
that scary lady now?

Well, she's having a tough time.

It's the least we can do.

Besides, she's not that bad.

Do you mind if I
shut the lights off?

It's just, I'm getting some
bleed beneath the door.

Yeah.

Okay, I'll fix it.

♪ Be blood ♪

♪ Run for your life ♪

♪ Go on and say, go on and
say your last goodbye ♪

How do I look?

Like you robbed a pilgrim.

Sure, okay, but also,
who am I giving?

Kimberly, it is too early
in the morning for this.

Just tell me what
you want me to say.

RBG.

The collar's nod in honor

of the first day of
my ethics professor's

- symposium.
- Oh.

The professor's never let
a sophomore in before,

so I really want to wow her.

And she's so accomplished.

Look at how many
colleague recommendations

she has. What I
wouldn't give to have

even just one recommendation.

- I'll recommend you.
- Oh, I know you're trying

to be supportive, but we're
not in the same field,

so it would mean nothing.

Do you think it would be
weird to request a connect

with my professor on LinkedIn?

Yes, that would
definitely be weird.

I already did it.

Good talk.

Okay, everyone, Halloween
is in a few days,

and we need to make
sure the KJ House party

is both dope as hell and
culturally respectful as fuck.

Yes,
respectful and classy.

- As long as I can have my titties out.
- Yeah. Mm-hmm.

- What's your costume?
- I'm not sure yet.

I just know I'm gonna
have my titties out.

- Oh.
- Mm.

Sorry I'm late.

Oh.

Hey.

Hey, you.

It's good to, uh...

Yeah,
it's, uh... good.

So do we have a DJ lined up yet?

You thought I wasn't gonna
stop the whole meeting

to address that awkwardness?

Yeah, that was crazy.

I assumed you and Canaan

were cool by now.

We are. Yeah, it's all good.

I'm dating someone new.

I'm sure Canaan
probably is, too.

Yeah.

I'm seeing someone.

Someone?

More like some three or four.

Canaan hosts more college girls

than a hostel at Spring Break.

Thank you, Jayla.

I'm happy we're good.

Yeah, it's fine. I didn't need

some, like, big apology, so...

Should we talk about pumpkins?
Let's talk about pumpkins.

Wait a minute, he
didn't apologize?

Motion to stop the meeting
until Canaan says he's sorry?

- Seconded.
- Thirded.

You really don't
have to do this.

No, they're right.

I do owe you an apology.

I really am sorry

for going behind your
back with Kimberly.

Not only should I have
been honest with you,

but I should've
never crossed a line

with a friend of yours.

Whit, you good?

Yeah.

- Yeah, that was really nice.
- Okay.

Next order of business, who's
gonna help clean up the kitchen?

'Cause it's still a little funky
from the Labor Day potluck.

Ooh, I'm out.

Can't help, very busy.

- I have class today.
- My mama calling,

- so I'm gonna go take this outside.
- Hey!

The meeting just started.
Where y'all going?

Professor Friedman,

thank you so much for having me.

- I'm so excited to be here.
- Happy to have you.

I think you're
really gonna fit in.

Well, hopefully, I'll stand out

a little bit as well.

Are you wearing the thing

they sell Asian pears in?

Oh, um...

not exactly.

Welcome, everyone.

As you know, the
students in this room

are my best and brightest.

Let's go around

the room and
introduce ourselves.

Names, facts,

anything you overachievers
want to brag about.

Uh, hey, I'm Brian.

I'm president of the
Essex College Democrats.

And I spent the summer interning

at the ACLU Headquarters
in New York.

I'm Steve.
Don't want to jinx it,

but I'm probably going to
Stanford Law next year.

I'm a double legacy, so... yeah.

Sup, I'm Lars, and
I actually just

spent a semester in Shanghai
doing comparative research

on Hong Kong and China's
legal systems, so...

Wow, starting off strong with
three really good intros.

I'm, uh, Kimberly.

I'm from Arizona.

Hmm.

And I also recently worked
for the governor of Arizona.

That's so cool, what'd you do?

Well, my official
title was "liaison,"

so in that capacity, I...

helped with initiatives

that could be liaised

vis-à-vis the government

and vis-à-vis Arizona.

That's crazy, my uncle's, like,

best friends with the governor.

I've got to text him and see

if he knows you.
Kimberly, right?

No! Don't do that. I was joking.

Joking?

Yeah, and it's funny because

I actually never
met the governor.

So you lied.

Uh, you could call it a lie.

But aren't all jokes just
lies when you think about it?

I mean, show me a comedian,

and I'll show you a
professional liar.

- Vis-à-vis...
- For the love of God,

could somebody else
introduce themselves, please?

- ♪ Yeah we do it like ♪
- ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

It's
time for everyone's

favorite part of
rehearsal: notes.

Um, sorry if my singing
was a little bit off.

I was startled by
a moth earlier,

so my throat was a little bit
hoarse from all the screams.

- I thought your tone was lovely.
- Wow.

You do not know how
much that means to me.

Like, every single time
you compliment me, I swear

it feels like the sun is
shining brighter on me.

Feels amazing.

My first
note is for Kacey.

Give me your line again.

I'd love to.

Four loaves of bread, please.

Kacey, do you think
this is the first time

your character has
ever ordered bread?

Probably not because
she's so old?

Mm-hmm. Then why
does it sound false?

Let's try it again.

Four loaves of bread, please.

I'm losing "bread."

Four loaves of bread, please?

And now you're just
screaming about bread.

It's okay.

Everyone, let's learn from this.

No matter how simple the line,

you must approach
it with honesty,

detail and work.

Think about what
kind of bread it is.

Ciabatta, a rustic wheat.

Italian herbs and cheeses!

That's very
interesting, Blair.

Don't worry, Kacey.

I'm sure you'll get it
right by the time we open.

Now, next I want to look at the
footwork at the top of act two.

Hurry to places, please.

Hey, for what it's worth,
I thought you killed it.

Like, the way you were
begging for bread,

it was pathetic, and I
mean that in a good way.

Thank you.

I appreciate that.

Can I take you out sometime?

Like, I think you're cute and
I think we'd have fun together.

- A date?
- Yeah.

Yeah, that sounds fine, I guess.

Cool. Hey, you know, the rest
of the cast is getting together

for a Hamilton rap-a-long.
Do you want to go?

Oh, no.

I'm gonna be busy
whenever that's happening.

Oh, I meant so we
could make fun of them.

If you thought I meant that
as an actual suggestion,

I've got a lot to prove to you.

Oh.

That's practice!

Hey, Canaan's apology
was nice, right?

It'll be good to have
him as a friend again.

You really think you're
gonna be friends?

What are you gonna
do, go get boba?

Start a text thread
about Vanderpump?

I mean, maybe.

I'd love to hear his
takes on the Bravoverse.

Why are you being
weird about it?

Because everyone knows you
can't be friends with an ex.

There's no way to small talk

with someone when you've
seen their genitals.

I make small talk with you

and I've seen your
genitals a bunch of times.

Locker room sightings
don't count.

My point is, you
can't friend an ex.

That's just facts.

Hey, um, before we go to our
first Halloween party together,

would you be open to having
a couples costume, and if so,

would you feel more
comfortable as...

hot Donkey or hot Shrek?

Absolutely would have
picked Hot Shrek, but

I signed up for FAF
duty on Halloween.

- What? That stinks! Wait.
- I know.

- Is Halloween pretty intense for FAFs?
- Yep.

It's the day
college students are

most likely to die
in an accident.

Sorry, I don't know why I'm
saying that like it's fun.

Anyway, do you want to go back
to your room and make out?

Yeah, I wish. Uh,
Taylor's in my room.

- Oh, that's nice.
- Not really.

She never leaves. It's like we
live with a British roast comic.

This morning I tripped on a
shoe and she had a field day.

- Wait, why won't she leave?
- Roommate drama.

Mm, you could help
her find a new hobby.

Keep her busy. What's she into?

Mm, she seems to enjoy seducing

and sexually dominating
beautiful women.

Wait, that's perfect. I'll
get her a new girlfriend,

and then she'll become
their problem instead.

Oh, no, I kind of meant
more like a book club,

you know, or clarinet lessons?

It's a really
underrated woodwind

and it's featured in more
popular music than people think.

God, she'd roast
you for saying that.

- Yeah.
- I think my plan will work just fine.

And if it doesn't, just know

it was the British
girl that murdered me.

Huge news, everyone.

You found out who used
all my sage hand cream?

Bela, that was
you. You got drunk

and you dipped your
pizza crust in it.

Ladies, please,

let this tiny speck of
a woman share her news.

Thank you.

I have... a date.

I'm so excited! I
love first dates.

The tension of the unknown,

the blush of cheeks
when you lock eyes.

Wait, when was the last time

you actually went
on a first date?

Sixth grade, with Calvin.

We went to the mall
and held hands.

He bought me a pretzel.

A college
first date might be

a tiny bit more adult.

Yeah, we're all wondering,

so I'll go ahead and ask,

does this guy know
you're a virgin?

No, it hasn't come up.

Why? It's not bad to
be a virgin, is it?

- Of course it's bad.
- Lila.

Men want to know that
sex is on the table.

And if you have
sex on the table,

make sure to wipe the
loose salt off first.

- That shit burns.
- Lila, no.

Being a virgin isn't bad. I
would just be honest about it.

Yeah, Kimberly's right, there's
no shame in being a virgin.

- Disagree.
- Ignore her.

But it's not exactly the most
exciting topic for a first date.

I mean, it's not an
exciting topic for any date.

If you want to see
this guy again,

I would take this
secret to your grave.

Well, ladies, while I appreciate

the enthusiastic debate,

I just, I really don't
think it's gonna come up.

- We're just getting ice cream.
- Okay, but just remember,

if he invites you back to his
room, that's code for sex.

And if he turns on the music,
that's code for butt stuff.

I mean, not always,
but sometimes.

It depends on the music.

It was nice meeting
you, by the way.

You, too.

She's adorable.

♪ I like it when I'm
movin' and movin' ♪

♪ I want to go hard ♪

♪ Music is pumpin'... ♪

When you said a "real date,"

this wasn't exactly
what I imagined.

Sorry, I know it's not ideal,

but I have to get some
strength training in today.

- Coach's orders.
- Hey, if this is the only time

you have for me, I'll take it.

And I will need you
to sit on my back

- while I do my push-ups.
- Okay.

Sup, Whit?

Canaan, hey.

Uh, this is Isaiah.

- Hey, man, good to meet you.
- You, too.

Two days in a row. You
stalking me, Chase?

Two days? That's interesting.

Sounds like you see
"Chase" more than I do.

Chase is just here to work out.

- So, we'll let you get back to it.
- Sure.

Hey, Canaan, you here
for the dancercise class?

No, man, I, uh, actually just
set up for my bench press.

Might check out the
class after, though.

- You should join.
- Nah, that's all you.

You want to go warm up?

I think I'll get a
quick set in first.

You mind if I work in?

Yeah, go for it.

This a good starting
weight for me.

He showing off
his ass for me or you?

Seems like he could have just
wiped his face with the towel.

Hmm.

Ah...

Just so you know,

you have nothing
to be jealous of.

I'm not jealous.

- ♪ Movin' and groovin' ♪
- ♪ I could dance all night ♪

- ♪ Movin' and groovin' ♪
- ♪ Show me how you move ♪

♪ When you're on the floor,
show me how you groove ♪

♪ When you want some more ♪

♪ I could dance all... ♪

Delivery for Lila?

Thank you so much, Marv.

Damn it!

Lila, we clearly
have enough oat milk.

Why do you keep ordering more?

I cannot lie to you, Kimberly.

I am trying to track down
a hot Instacart shopper

that delivered my
groceries one time.

And if I have to order
ten oat milks every day

just to find the
mysterious Instacart snack

known only to me as
"Gabe," then, by God,

I will use the Sips
credit card to do that.

Fine, but why don't you order
something we actually need?

We ran out of vanilla
syrup, like, a week ago.

Kimberly, you just blew my mind.

Oh, hello.

Love the topknot.

Professor Friedman. I'm
sure you don't remember,

but just in case you
do, I want to apologize

for lying yesterday in class.

I definitely remember.

And talked about it
with some colleagues.

Why did you feel
the need to lie?

Well, I just heard how
impressive all the other

students were and I didn't
want them to think of me

- as the runt of the litter.
- Hmm.

And I'm sure you're gonna say
that's not the case.

No, I-I think they do
think you're the runt.

You're a year younger,
with less experience.

- Okay, so what do I do?
- Look,

you made a decision to pursue
a job that's male-dominated.

As a woman that owns dozens
of blazers, I love that.

But you will likely need to go

above and beyond
to prove yourself

and earn the respect
of your colleagues.

If you let those guys steamroll
you once, they'll never stop.

You're so wise.

Thanks.

Uh, could I order now?

- Yeah.
- As rewarding as it was,

I'd love a coffee.
And to leave.

Delivery for Lila?

Oh, good, more milk
delivered by a random woman.

I love it. Yay.

Come on, Taylor.

We don't want to be late
for the special FAF event.

That's where you're wrong.
They're never special,

and I always want to be late.

Greetings. Are you here

for queer speed dating?

- Surprise.
- Oh, hell no.

Nope. Hell yes.

Welcome to the gathering
of the most available

and eager women on campus.

Oh, so you read the flyer.

You used your position
as a FAF to trick me.

Oh, grow up.

I have a feeling
you're about to meet

the person of your damn dreams.

- I doubt it.
- Come on.

I know we just met,

but I feel like I've
known you forever.

Are you also getting a
past life connection?

- I don't know what that is, but no.
- Really?

You don't know about
your past lives?

I could tell you what
they were if you want.

I identify as a gender-fluid

gynosexual in a
poly relationship

with a skoliosexual,
a pangender demisexual

and a fully straight guy.

And we're looking for a fifth.

What about you?

I'm...

Taylor.

♪ Turn around, turn around... ♪

I should tell you, I have a kid.

Sort of.

It's my sourdough starter,

and I have to burp
it every eight hours.

♪ Baby... ♪

I really like your
accent. It's like...

"Methinks
we got an out-of-towner.

"Spot of tea, milady? Innit?

Innit? Innit?"

♪ I can sit around,
sit around... ♪

Hey.
Friendly reminder.

Please wait to check yes or
no until after each date.

Is there
anyone cool here?

And why does literally everybody
have tattoos of the moon?

I was about to ask that
exact same question.

Hello.

Sorry.

I'm Taylor.

- I'm Ash.
- Hmm.

I've been waiting to
pair with you all night.

- Oh, really?
- Mm.

Are you gonna tell me
your sad coming out story?

'Cause I've only heard
ten of those today.

Oh, but mine's so different.

Yeah, my parents really
didn't understand me.

Well, Ginger,

guess I've done what
I came here to do.

That makes one of us.

I didn't
match with anyone.

But it's okay. I
think being lonely

adds a lot of depth to
my sapphic yarn art.

It's like, what
kind of ice cream place

doesn't have hot fudge?

I still
don't understand

how that's better than
a chocolate sauce.

Cooper, I'm sorry, but you
sound really ignorant right now.

I'm having a really
good time tonight.

I want to know
everything about you.

Oh, my God, same.

Okay, um, top three
favorite movies.

Oh, easy. John Wick,

John Wick 3, John Wick 2.

There are three of those things?

Yeah. There's actually four.

Mm.

Do you want to come
over and watch one?

- Like, in your room?
- Yeah.

My roommates are out tonight,

and we have a
really comfy couch.

Instead of going there,

we could, um, just watch it
here in public on your phone.

Why would we do that?

Well, the benches here
are quite comfortable.

Some might say more comfortable
than indoor furniture.

You sure?

M-My dorm's right over there.

Hey, I think you're in my seat.

I left my Chagaccino there.

Sorry, I'm sitting here now.

Why don't you take
one of the open seats?

They're
all in a sunbeam.

All
right, anyone find

any good voter
suppression case studies?

I found some really good stuff
in this book from the library.

Yeah, I'm sure that old-looking
book is on the cutting edge.

I bought a subscription to
a new legal research site.

It's like LexisNexis
on frickin' crack.

Well, Steve, some
of us need to rely

on free resources, Steve.

Sorry I can't afford
fancy subscriptions,

or more than ten New York
Times articles a month, Steve.

Let me guess,

you have a rich dad
who's bankrolling you.

This is Steve. Boop,
boop, boop, boop.

"Uh, Daddy? Yeah,
I need more money

because there's an academic
database I need access to."

Yeah, no, wait, actually,
you probably don't even talk

to your dad.

Your dad probably hates you

but pays for everything
you want anyway.

Like, did your dad buy
your Chagaccino, Steve?

"Enjoy your Chagaccino, sport."

Dude,

his dad died in a
helicopter accident.

Is Steve okay?

He was crying pretty hard.

It was tough making out words,
but I did hear "bullying,"

so I think he'll be
making a formal complaint.

What? I can't be a bully.

I'm a runt, remember?

Well, you went
from runt to cunt.

Whoa. Are you
allowed to say that?

Probably not. I got
caught up in the rhyme.

But my point still
stands. You overdid it.

Okay, how do I un-overdo it?

Kimberly, if you can't find

your way through
this on your own,

maybe you don't belong
in the symposium.

♪ What are you talking about? ♪

♪ What are you
talking about? ♪

♪ I'm never leaving the house ♪

♪ You know, we gotta get out ♪

♪ I want your mind
on fire, fire ♪

♪ I want your mind
on fire, fire ♪

♪ I want your mind
on fire, fire ♪

♪ I want your mind, your
mind, your mind, your mind ♪

♪ I want your mind
on fire, fire... ♪

Okay, first things first,
let's head to the bar

so I can make
everyone a Kacey-tini.

Oh, I don't know what that is,

but I hope it
includes orange soda

because I have eight
liters on the way,

hopefully cradled in the
arms of a hot man named Gabe.

I'm gonna go check on
Isaiah. He was, like,

weirdly jealous of
Canaan yesterday,

so I'm just gonna go
make sure he knows

he has nothing to worry about.

Cool, cool.

Oh, how was your
virgin date, Kacey?

- Oh, it was a disaster.
- Aw.

He invited me back to his
room and I freaked out

and ran away so fast, I
dislodged a few cobblestones.

- Oh?
- I'm sure he thinks I'm a total weirdo.

Or maybe he just thinks

you're playing hard to get.

I've never done it myself,

but I've heard great things.

Great point, Bela.

Problem solved. Let's go dance!

I don't think I'm in the mood.

I'd rather sit down somewhere
and untangle my headphones.

Oh, do you want to swap
your Bernie Sanders costume

for my fairy costume so you
can look cute for a while?

Uh, no, I'm good.

I just can't stop
thinking about earlier.

I haven't seen a
guy cry that hard

since my dad watched Sing 2.

- Is that a sad movie?
- It is.

Bono plays a lion who
misses his dead wife.

- Funny.
- Hello.

I've a whole lot
of soda for Lila?

I got Marv twice?

You can keep the soda, Marv.

Yes.

I'm going again.

And you know, it's like,
now I have no choice

but to tell him
that I'm a virgin.

Well, you know,
technically speaking,

you might not even be a virgin.

Have you ever gone on a
wooden roller coaster?

Ignore her.
My question is,

why do you go on a date
with a theater major

- in the first place?
- Yeah.

- Let's talk about that.
- Really, though,

if this guy is worth dating,

he won't care that
you're a virgin.

Yeah, you know, I-I-I
think that that's true.

Just make sure you look
good when you tell him.

If you look sickening enough,

you can say anything to a man

and he'll be fine
with it. That's facts.

You suck.

- Thanks.
- See?

Wow.

It's all in the boobs. Stick
your chest up a little bit.

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah!

You ain't look
like no virgin to me.

Thank you.

Everyone keeps
thinking I'm dressed

like the old guy from Up.

That's crazy.

If anything, you look
like Larry David.

Why are you dressed
as Danny DeVito?

Oh, no, that's not... Eh.

- Forget it.
- Hey, girleena.

Wait, where's your new gay bae?

It didn't work out.
I don't really think

I'm in my dating
era at the moment.

I'm not giving up, I am very
motivated to find you someone.

Any constructive
criticism? Feedback?

We could absolutely find
you someone else tonight.

I don't think so.

And I'm not really
feeling this party.

I think I'm gonna head home.

Do we still have that pad
thai in our room fridge?

Our room? You don't live there.

I know you're probably upset
about how your costume looks,

but there's no need
to take it out on me.

Taylor, I'm sorry, but

you're driving me and
my roommates nuts.

You're in our
suite way too much.

You're mean. And
I'm pretty sure

you've been trimming
your bangs in my bed.

- Uh, you can't prove that.
- I don't care.

I want my key back.

Fine. Here.

♪ Awake all night ♪

♪ 'Cause you're,
you're paralyzed... ♪

Should we tell that guy he's
hitting on a fake mummy?

No. No. Let him keep
trying. He needs to learn.

Is there a Lila here
who ordered a, uh,

single banana from 7-Eleven?

Gabe!

There is a Lila. It's me.

I've been waiting for you.

Is this your last
delivery of the night?

It is now.

Holy fuck. Yes!

Oh, gotta love it.

I'm-a bounce out.

Got a party I got to make it to.

Mm-hmm.

Okay, if you're
meeting up with a girl,

you can just say that.

Okay, yeah.

Yeah, I'm meeting
up with a girl.

- Okay.
- I'm happy we're friends again.

Me, too.

You look really good tonight.

Thank you.

♪ When I'm grind
her, I'm-a ask ♪

♪ Yeah, huh, if not,
you will, lil momma ♪

♪ I'm-a serve you all
night and you can jerk... ♪

I need to figure out

how to get along with the
guys in this symposium,

but still be taken seriously.

What's a good middle ground
between runt and cunt?

It doesn't have to
rhyme, but it could.

Look, no matter what you do,

you're either a quiet
voice they can push around,

or you dare to talk to them
the way they talk to each other

and get labeled a raging bitch.

She's right.

Those are the two
types of women.

Oh, I don't think that.

I'm just paraphrasing
what society thinks.

The point is, you're
not a runt or a cunt.

You're Kimberly Finkle.

You're a smart, unique
weirdo who knows the name

of every president
and their wife

and their cause of death.

That's true. Most people think

President Garfield died
of a gunshot wound,

but he actually died 80
days later of sepsis.

Exactly. Only you would
know something that boring.

And don't
let some stupid jerk

make you spend time wondering

how to present yourself.

Just be you.

Okay. Thanks, guys.

Yeah. You got this.

Now let's change
into a cuter costume

and take some selfies.

I'm not changing my costume.

Please. At least
unzip the parka.

Hey. Where-where have you been?

I feel like I haven't
seen you all night.

I've been right here.

Just with my roommates.

Hey, uh, do you want to get out
of here and go to your place?

You read my mind.

- Okay.
- Mm-hmm.

- Bye.
- Ugh.

I hate to see them go,

but I love to
watch Isaiah leave.

Damn, he's got a nice back.

Mm.

Kacey?

Can we talk for a sec?

Cooper,
um... Please, no.

We're in the middle
of a makeup test,

so just come back later.

I just think we should talk now.

Okay, fine.

Holy fuck!

I don't want you to
see me like this.

Please, just talk to my shoes.

No, no, you look... good.

I mean, hey, I like seeing
what you'd look like

150 years from now.
That's...

So, what happened?

I thought we were having a
good date and then you bolted.

Okay, Cooper, I have
to tell you something.

I'm a virgin.

All right. That's cool.

I've never had sex.

I know what virgin means.

Oh.

Kacey, I like you,

I'm happy to take
things at your pace.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah.

Honestly, I was just
kind of disappointed

that I didn't get
a good night kiss

at the end of our date.

I wanted that, too.

Would it be all right
if I kissed you now?

I'd like that.

- Oh, sorry.
- Yeah, it's...

- Just...
- Maybe we could...

Okay, so, who wants
to present first?

I'll go.

So I've been thinking a lot
about my dad, Dale Finkle.

He's a manager of Walgreens,

and they have a policy to
give employees time off

to go vote on election days.

But people are afraid that
they'll lose their jobs

if they take too much time off
work to wait in long lines,

and because of that,

important voices
aren't being heard.

Cute story. Why don't they just

mail in their ballots?
That's how I vote.

Really? What state
do you vote in?

- California.
- Then mail-in voting makes sense for you.

But not everyone is lucky enough

to live in a state
where that's an option.

So thank you for helping me

illustrate my point,

which is that diversifying

the ways we vote is the only way

working-class Americans
in a majority of states

can make sure they're a part
of the democratic process.

And until they are,

I would suggest you check
your mail privilege.

M-A-I-L.

Damn, Steve, she just
homophoned your ass.

She really did.

I love the way Kimberly came in,

shared a smart idea

of her family's experience

as opposed to something
she just read online.

That's really the
kind of personal story

I'm looking for.

I'll have to change the names

so I can use it for
my own, but well done.

Yes! Oh... Sorry.

I just got a really
good push notification.

That's absolutely not true.

Hey, Taylor, uh, can
we talk for a moment?

Uh, sure. Um...

What's up?

So I came here to apologize

for what I said at
the Halloween party,

but now I'm confused.

I thought you didn't
like your roommate.

That's...

not exactly the issue.

Okay. So, what is it?

Do you think your
room is haunted?

Because it is. They all are.

I have a crush on my roommate,

but she isn't into girls.

I love being around her,

but at the same time, I
know I can't be with her

in the way that I want,
and it's really painful.

I get it.

It sucks to be into
someone who's unavailable.

I'll give you our
room key back, but...

you have to be nice to everyone.

Fine. I'll behave.

Coach is
pushing us too damn hard.

Why do we have to show up two
hours early to every game?

What's going on with you?
You're dragging ass today.

I didn't sleep at all.

Canaan, like, touched my
lower back last night,

and it really threw me off.

I told you, you can't
be friends with an ex.

Yeah, I felt so guilty about
it, I stayed up with Isaiah.

We stayed up, like, three times.

The guilt bang. I've been there.

I didn't sleep well, either.

Not for sex reasons.

I spilled a bowl
of pasta in my bed.

I'm gonna play real bad today.

♪ I didn't even tell the
team, I just say less ♪

♪ Like a muse by
lead, I do real flex ♪

♪ Main character,
queen's in the main day ♪

♪ Say my name, ring
bells on the realest... ♪

Ow!

Fuck!

Oh, fuck.

Fuck! Shit.

You have a slight
tear in the meniscus.

There are a
couple options here.

You can sit out

the rest of the
season to heal, or...

we could give you
cortisone shots,

which would help with the
pain and let you keep playing.

Though playing now would mean a
longer recovery process later.

Slightly longer.

What do you think
I should do, Coach?

It's totally your choice.

But it would be a
shame to lose you

so close to the
playoffs, and, uh...

I mean,

you know how much
the team needs you.

I'll do the shots.

Yeah.

♪ Heart coming up my throat ♪

♪ Hold my hair, I
just might choke ♪

♪ Ugh, my tongue is numb ♪

♪ I thought I was having fun ♪

♪ I just got here,
but I'm leaving ♪

♪ Think I'm getting
worse at breathing ♪

♪ I'll avoid the
bad impressions ♪

♪ Diet Coke 7-Eleven ♪

♪ Up and down, I'm
running out of batteries ♪

♪ I just got here,
but I'm leaving ♪

♪ Think I'm getting
worse at breathing ♪

♪ I'll avoid the
bad impressions ♪

♪ Diet Coke 7-Eleven ♪

♪ I just got here,
but I'm leaving ♪

♪ Think I'm getting
worse at breathing ♪

♪ I'll avoid the
bad impressions ♪

♪ Diet Coke 7-Eleven ♪

Go to bed.