"previously on privileged... t/ my daughter left me 2 grandchildren,rose and sage." "their grades are lousy." "you want me to be their tutor?" "t, i'm megan smith." "call me jacob." "aren't you a little young for headmaster?" "since we'er goning to work together,i should probably to be have your number." "i haven't been out with anyone in a really long time." "i'm happy you askeme." "all eed is meone over 21 who's responsible for us." "i don't feel comfortable doing this." "ok,people. that's a wrap. what are you doing?" "you girls wanna know what a real friend is?" "this guy right here." "what's the matter, charles?" "i'm her friend." "and why is that a bad thing?" "that's all i am to her, and it's all i'll ever be." "ooh!" "hello." "excuse me. sorry." "easy there. whoa. sorry." "ooh. ow. sharp one." "ooh. wow." "wow." "hey." "welcome back." "thank you,megan. good to be home." "how was paris?" "did you go to the eiffel tower?" "i have always wanted to go to the eiffel tower." "do you know that there are 695 steps?" "well-heh. it'spnot important." "anyway,so,uh, good trip?" "very productive." "and how have things been here with the girls?" "great. rose got a b-plus on her chemistry test, and sage has agreed to read catcher in the rye instead of us weekly while she's on the treadmill, which is major progress." "glad to hear it." "i was just about to take the girls to school 'cause their dr's feeling well." "do you wanna go up any hi?" "no need." "we'll caup tonight." "whenever i come back from a lengthy business trip, we make a point of having a nice big family dinner." "ooh. what are we talkin' here, pizza night, burgers on the grill?" "heh." "i'm assuming franks and beans is out of the question." "you should join us. it's very special." "marco always prepares a feast from the country i've just left, and his french cuisine is divine." "oh,i'm sure it is,and that's very sweet of you, but i,um-i don't wanna intrude on any of your family time." "you're not intruding. i'm inviting you." "dinner is at 7 p.m. sharp, my dear." "geraldine,put my briefcase in the study and(get heníY on the phone from the new york office." "right away." "family dinner. that's awesome,huh?" "i wouldn't know." "megan: call me after school if you need a ride, and good luck on your history quiz!" "rose: no luck necessary." "thanks,megan." "well,isn't this a nice surprise?" "hey. the girls' driver was sick today,so- oh,what are you doing?" "uh,giving you a kiss hello." "have you suddenly developed amnesia or something?" "no kissing on campus. that was rule number- well,i don't know what it was, but it was a big one." "?" "sorry,i didn't know where you're still being in that bit." "it's not a bit." "it's an agreement that we made before we started dating." "i get it. i get it. um... look,i got a meeting anyway." "i'll call you later." "jacob." "precious. precious." "hi. ahh!" "oh,my god. we missed you so much." "look at you." "doesn't she look amazing?" "how was india?" "are you a big bollywood star now?" "i still can't believe that your parents let you miss 6 weeks of school." "oh,they had to." "this wasn't some 2-bit parker posey indie." "this movie is going to vault me to@ - list status." "so,um,how did you score that part?" "your dad was the producer?" "yeah,but,um,i used an alias when i auditioned, so i got the part based on talent." "i'll bet you were treated like a complete queen on set." "are you kidding?" "oh,my gosh." "my own assistant. my own personal chef. a stocked trailer." "it was incredible." "oh,yeah. rose and i know what that's like." "we had our own trailer when we did the photo shoot for oceanview magazine." "you mean the shoot that fell apart?" "yeah,jordanna texted me about that." "before i forget, you'll all be invited to the premiere, so start your red-carpet couture shopping." "it's gonna be amazing. we're stalking strictly a - list even here." "ok. sounds great." "hey,can we ta- hi. uh,sorry. i don't mean to interrupt." "oh,that's ok." "i was,uh, just leaving." "good to see you, jake." "yeah,you,too,emily." "so what's up?" "right. hi. um... so just,uh, at the car, i don't know. you - you kind of seemed mad at me." "well,i wasn't mad. i'm just over it." "over it?" "uh,wh-what do you mean?" "you're over us?" "no. megan,i'm actually really into us, which is why when i see you,i wanna kiss you." "yeah,but you know you can't do that here." "i mean,someone could see us, and then word would get out." "so word gets out?" "then what happens?" "well,you know... then word is out, and it's out." "you can't get it back." "i guess i just don't understand why us has to be such a huge secret." "look,i know. you're right." "but it's not that i don't want you to come pick me up at home or call me whenever you want,but- the girls are there and,you know,laurel." "well,the girls'll get over it,and - and i don't see how it's any of laurel's business who you should date." "no,it's not. it's just she's gonna think it's odd that i didn't tell her when i first started dating, because,you know, since she obviously knows you." "look,i know you and laurel have a history, but i am sure that if you explain to her that we're a couple, then maybe- we're a couple?" "wh-aren't we?" "i don't know." "uh,i don't know." "i didn't know that we were using, you know,the whole "couple" word." "what,you're not comfortable using the word "couple"?" "no,no,no. no,no. no,no. i'm-i'm fine." "no,i-of course i am." "ok." "this is good. this works." "yes,it does." "guess what." "you might not believe this, but i,megan smith, terminally single gal- wait for it" "?" "me too." "aren't they a blast?" "iend.o." "oh,i see how thisi see how this would have played much better with my straight friends,but there you have it." "gots me a boyfriend." "uhh. god, that sounds weird." "does that sound weird to you?" "no,and i'm also in the middle of a coq au vin." "can we celebrate later?" "sure. sure,sure well,next on the list to tell is laurel and the twins,and what better place to do it than at a family dinner?" "which by the way,i am so happthat they're having." "well,that makes one of us." "you're kidding me, right?" "i mean,this is the stuff that america is built on." "i mean,it's up there with apple pie and baseball and milk duds." "i haven't been to a family dinner in i don't know how long." "we didn't have any after my mom left." "you're not gonna start singing songs from annie,are you?" "because i bet my bottom dollar that you could." "look,i'm not complaining." "i'm just saying that my family wasn't really big on eating meals ther, and,well,i always felt like i was missing out on something." "were you fed as a child?" "you know what i mean." "look,i just think it's really,really nice that laurel makes such a special effort." "you seem surprised." "i guess i am. i mean,i never really see her spend that much time with the girls, but obviously i was being judgmental, and i'm just glad i was wrong." "oh,wait. uh,how do i look?" "should i change?" "i wasn't sure what to wear." "well,you could start by wearing a watch." "dinner started 5 minutes ago." "what?" "!" "hey,guys." "if i get another picture of precious in a sari, p i'm gonna lose it." "didn't gandhiexhaust that lo like,a hundred years ago?" "i know,and i can't believe all the new friends she's added to her facebook page." "m. night shyamalan i'm so ending him a smurf." "so guess what. i have some news." "shh,shh,shh. yes,len,i have them right in front of me." "sorry. of course i can see that the sales in the teen market are down." "there's a 3-color pie chartfor heaven's itot latin." "what i don't understand is why." "our first quarters numbers were solid. oh,hold on,len... a little something from paris,girls." "ohh." "love it." "oh!" "so cute." "enjoy,darlings." "now,that is not an airport gift." "one time when my dad went away,he gave- i need more data,len, and where are the new marketing photos?" "why am i always having to ask for these things?" "and the copy on the french campaign still isn't right." "it has this american slant." "the french are not gonna go for that." "hey." "did you get my message?" "i did. i've been slammed at work lately." "and actually,carlos has been pissed at me." "too much socializing on the clock." "oh. well,i'll help you refill salt and pepper shakers." "it'll be like he's gettin' a free worker." "so you would not believe how sad family dinner was last night." "i mean,it's like these people don't even know how to communicate with each other." "i felt so bad." "why?" "they're not your family." "right now,they're the only family i have." "only 'cause you're making it that way." "i'm sure your dad would love to know you're down here." "anyway,the point is the whole meal wasbizarro that i didn't get a chance to even tell them about jacob." "i mean,between all the texting and the hand shushing, there really wasn't an opportunity." "yeah,there was hand shushing." "well,if you're not ready to make it official with this guy, that's fine." "i'm ready. why- why wouldn't i be ready?" "another question for your therapist, which,by the way, i'm not." "well,maybe you're right." "i guess i'm just not used to having a boyfriend." "i mean,it's been over 4 years since i've had one, and we all know how well that one turned out." "thank you,lily." "you gotta get over that,megan." "not every guy is gonna cheat on you." "you say that,but i haven't told you about the hot blonde that i saw in jacob's office yesterday." "here we go." "i am not crazy. there was a vibe." "i'm sure there was. you're still crazy." "fine. i'm crazy, but don't i have the right to be?" "my sister slept with the only real boyfriend that i've ever had." "that's scarring stuff." "hey,charlie, carlos is lookin' for yo on my way. ok." "listen to me." "stop sabotaging your relationship." "tell laurel and the girls." "who knows?" "maybe it'll give them something to bond over." "sure. they can bond over what a freak i am." "perfect fodder for the next family dinner." "hi,girls." "so,um,i wanna talk to you about something that might make you feel a little uncomfortable, but i want you to know that we could talk about it for as long as you girls want, and,um,if it's really upsetting ou,then" "then you'll leave us alone?" "ok. we're really upset." "bye." "heh." "i'm dating jacob gssidy." "oh,no!" "i'm so sorry!" "why?" "why?" "what are you talking about?" "why are you sorry?" "was-was that part of the arrangement?" "he said he wouldn't hold me back if you went out with him?" "i mean,because that's probably illegal." "no. no,no,no,no. no,i'm-i'm- well,i'm just dating him because,well,i like him." "oh." "what-weird. ok." "i think i hate this color." "do you hate this color?" "let me see." "so this doesn't bother you girls at all?" "um,i hate to break it to you, but we have real problems to deal with, like the fact that we still don't have a manager is ridiculous." "sage is upset because our friend precious is getting all famous." "first of all,precious is not famous." "she did a movie with elephants and subtitles." "who's go watch that?" "i hate subtitles." "yeah. everyone does." "ancond of all,this isn't about precious." "this is about us,ok?" "and ever since that photo shoot fell through- thanks again for that,by the way- we've been totally slacking." "if we wanna book modeling jobs, we're gonna have to be more diligent,rose." "you're right. i know i'm right, 'cause modeling is just the beginning." "okey-dokey. well,i'm gonna leave you 2 girls to hash this out, and i'll be back later to check on your history homework." "and if you wanna talk about the whole jacob thing- bye,megan." "ok." "2 down,and one to go." "oh. uh,sorry. i thought you were alone." "i'll-i'll come back." "no,no,no,no. come on in." "we need a second opinion." "what's wrong with this photo?" "um,nothing." "uh,i-it looks great to me." "laurel,i really don't think that- does it make you wanna buy lipstick?" "absolutely. i,um- i hardly ever wear lipstick, but i might do it more often after seeing this photo." "do i look old?" "old?" "nono,of course not." "eh,try youthful." "i mean,radiant even. in fact,i am gonna out and buy some much-needed lipstick today." "laurel,nobody is saying you look old." "the market research simply shows the product is skewing to an older consumer." "because there's an older face behind the product?" "is that it?" "i'm not suggesting we$replace you, but perhaps adding a younger model to serve alongside you- forget it. i am not hiring some teen tart who's in and out of rehab every week." "this is a family company." "i'll not have my name associated with that kind of nonsense." "uh,why not us rose and sage?" "you could keep it in the family and er the teen market." "or i could jstay quiet and let the people who know what they're doing talk." "it's not a bad idea. ralph lauren dragged his entire family into a campaign when he launched his house paints." "bijan did the same thing, and his family isn't even attractive." "ok,look,we don't need to decide right now." "i mean,we do need to solve this before we pour more money down- i'm well aware of the timing,len." "now,if you'll both excuse me... thank you." "yeah. thank you." "wait." "i can't leave." "i came here to tell you soing, and darn it,i cannot go until i do,so... can i?" "what is it?" "ok. um,here's the thing." "i am dating jacob cassidy, the headmaster at the girls' school." "and?" "and i just thought you would wanna know." "?" "and i didn't want you to think that i was doing anything behind your back." "and i know i should have told you when we started dating,but i- i understand. you didn't w waste my time with something that may not have worked out." "it's likwe're totally mind-melding here." "this is great. heh heh." "also,i haven't had a boyfriend in a while, sohink that i was using you as a way to keep jacob at a distance, which isn't as crazy as it sounds if you know that- where i'm" "megan." "right. ok." "so,trust intact." "and,um,thank you." "9?" "and good-bye." "megan: hey,it's me." "good news. i told everybody about the whole boyfriend-girlfriend thing, and so,yae can officially make out wherever you want." "within the law,of course." "i'm wondering if there's any place the law says that you canake out." "i'm guessing parts of utah." "ok.,the girls are screaming, which is never a good thing, so,um,call me when you get home." "yay. oh,my god." "what's going on in here?" "oh,can i tell her?" "can i tell her?" "be my guest." "ok. so me and rose are gonna be in the new ad campaign for limocosmeéIcs." "yay. can you believe it?" "we are gonna be famous models." "oh,that is so fantast i am so happy for you girls." "ok,what the heck?" "wow. i love that sari." "was it one of your costumes?" "mm-hmm. i got to keep all my wdrobe from the movie." "v/ one of the perks." "oh,that reminds me. we shoul before we start any of the photo shoots." "ok. does t taste salty to you?" "now is not the time to bloat." "excuse me. photo shoots?" "uh,didn't i tell you?" "rosu and i are gonna be the new faces of limoges cosmetics." "yeah,it's an international campaign." "nigel barker's coming in to do the shoot." "holy crap. are you rious?" "yeah. doesn't that sound like so much fun?" "yeah,it's something laurel and i have been discussi for a while now." "we were just waiting for the right time,you kn." "it's all part of my career plan." "heh. since when did you have a career plan?" "since always." "anyone wantmore perrier?" "yeah?" "anyway,the point is it's out." "we're officially a couple." "everybody knows, and nobody cares." "i made a big deal over nothing." "uh-huh." "it was so obvious what i was doing." "i mean,i was keeping jacob at an arm's length because i was afraid to get close." "not that my history doesn't warrant that kind of behavior, but you so called it, charlie." "i mean, let's move on already." "yeah. let's." "anyway,now that we've declared it to the world, it feels so go i mean,it's like we could take the relationship to a e 'nother level." "glad to hear it." "look,i gotta run." "oh,wait. no,no,no. hold on." "i've gotta tell you the best part." "so i was talkmng to laurel, and i came up with this great idea for her new ad campaign." "she needed a younger-skewing audience. blah,blah." "lips,marketing, whatever. boring." "anyway,i suggested that she use the twins in the ad with her, thus bringing th closer together as a family." "mm-hmm. i'm on the clock here." "oh,right. sorry." "uh,we'll lk about it over dinner." "i kind of feel like a burger." "actually,i have a date with mandy tonight." "maybe we can- wait. ho-hold on. a date with mandy?" "like ae date?" "yeah." "like a firsw-date date?" "yeah.?" "so,i-that/s kind of cool,right?" "i mean,i didn't even know you liked her." "because you never ask about me,n." "all we ever talk ebout is you." "ouch." "that was kind of mean." "look,i'm sorry." "it's just i'm working, and i told you can't be coming out here and- what's wrong?" "nothing. i just- i gotta go." "how's my little jackie collins doing?" "huh?" "in my heart, you're up here writing trashy romance novels." "don't take that away from here. i brought you a treat." "thanks." "honey,that's gruyÈRe cheese flown in from switzerland this morning." "try to slap a smile on that "thank you."" "sorry." "thank you. it looks delicious." "ok,talk to marco. why the long face?" "charlie and i had a g today." "what kind of thing?" "i can't explain it." "he's acting all weird lately." "i mean,it's like he's trying ick a fight with me, but i don't know why." "well,talk to him." "i'm sure you two can work it out." "in the meantime, my dear,cheer up." "we're about to embark on 4 weeks of peace and quiet while laurel and twins are away on thphoto shoot." "oh,i suppo- wait. 4 weeks?" "i know. i was hoping for a longerycay,too,but- it's not- i gotta find laurel." "mm. daddy ain't letting' this go to waste." "i like the dara ettinger, but if we go with the white, we should use the amelia rose." "sage,you look so pretty in that." "i know,right?" "girls,i have an idea." "after the shoot in london, we'll celebrate at mosimann's." "it's one of my favorite restaurants in tity." "really?" "we-do you-you think we'll have time?" "sweetheart, it's mosimann' we'll make time." "god, that'd be so great." "i can't wait." "know,we never get to go to restaurants together." "hey.,you girls look great." "lot of outfits you're trying on." "4 weeks worth. i don't think i have enough suitcases." "4 weeks. wow. um, that's a lot of time.@ it's fairly standard for this type of campaign." "we'll start here in palach, get a home setting, and then travel abroad." "abroad?" "is that a problem?" "no. uh,well, maybe it is." "uh,i-i just have to figure out how to get the girls all their homewo assignments with the time change and whatnot." "i just sort of wish i had some advance notice." "well,you're a smart girl." "i'm sure you'll figure it out." "maybe this isn't such a good idea." "i mean,that's a long time for the girls to beoaway from school,isn't it?" "are you kidding with this crap?" "!" "sage." "the girls'll be fine." "do not screw this up." "can we talk?" "we jdid." "look,i don't mean to overstep my place, but i'm worried." "the girls have midterms coming up, and i'm finally making progress with rose." "this would be a huge setback." "it's a bit of an exaggezation, don't you think?" "not really." "welf you're that concerned, perhaps you can talk to your boyfriend." "maybe he could help us out with this." "i dothink asking the headmaster for favors is the appropriate way to handle this." "this isn't about me trying to figure it ou then what is it about?" "look,i'm really happy that you're finally spending some quality time with the girls." "it's why i came up with the idea in the first place." "oh. you came upwith the idea." "that's not what i meant." "so you want credit. is that it?" "no. of- then how dare you imply that i don't spend ity time with my girls?" "i would never-i just- then just what is the problem,megan?" "because i don't have time to stroke your ego." "this isn't about my ego,laurel!" "this is about rose and sage!" "you hired me toor them, and i can't do that when they're not around." "fine." "then you'll come with us and see to their studies in europe." "8%they don't like to read here." "do you think they're gonna be focused on quadratic equations while they're being pampered in paris?" "that's what i pay you for, to help them focus." "you hired me to do a job." "you said that i was in charge of this area of their lives, and you are ignoring my role here." "your role here i'm sorry,but- you job is to tutor these girls within the context of our lives." "we don't work around your schedule." "oh you work around ours, and re leaving london in 4 da so figure it out,megan. end of discussion." "ucch. it was horrible." "for a second,i thought that she was gonna slap me." "oh,come on." "no,i'm ses." "she went all mommie dearest on me." "i don't kn what to do next." "well,that's easy. you just apologize." "what?" "yeah. don'v take laurel on over something like this." "and i just think maybe you shouldn't stress out about it so much, and i will help in any way i can." "ok,well,thank you, but,?" ",that's not the point." "i mean,the girls should be in sch obviously." "wait,you agree with me,right?" "i'm not saying school isn't important, but it's not like it was for you and me." "i mean,these girls,they have different priorities." "i know. school isn't important to them, because people like laurel don't make it important." "i guess it's just- and maybe people like me shouldn't be apologizing for speaking up about something that's detrimental to their education." "that's not really- and maybe,t maybe, people shostop sending mixed messages to these kids, 'cause it's just plain wrong." "wow. i love when you get all worked up like that." "it's so hot." "stop." "and i'm sorry, by the way." "um,i got a little carried away with all of my rules." "that's ok. i get it." "no,uh,you don't. i me-well,i mean, yes,i was worried about what other people would think, but mostlyi was just worried, you know, about having a boyfriend." "oh. i thought that's what you wanted." "no. no,no. - i is what i want." "it's just,um... i guess i was a little afraid, you know, and not used to it." "but then i had a breakthrough,and- hold that thought." "hey. emily,yeah. um... yeah,i'm gonna have to call you back later,ok?" "great. thanks." "i am so sorry. you were saying?" "so,uh,that was emily." "uh-huh." "that girl from the other day." "yeah." "ok. um... maybe i should tell you?" "bothered me,you know,u before the whole breakthrough." "see,um,i might have obsessed over that phone call, started asking a whole lot of quens." "petty jealousy might have come into play." "in short,my whole general lack of trust would have surfaced, and it would have made a really uncomfortable moment for the both of us." "again,though, all prebreakthrough." "well, prebreakthrough megan had some very good instincts." "i did?" "uh... well,how good?" "emily is an ex of mine, and she moved away last august, and when she was in my office the other day, i felt zeally weird introducing you guys." "i knew6it. i knew i wasn't crazy." "she's only in town for a few days, and she's been bugging me to have lunch with her." "but i keep declining her invitations, because i would much rather have lunch with my girlfriend." "really?" "really." "ohh." "you're the best boyfriend." "see how easy i said that?" "you're my boyfriend." "holla." "heh heh. heh." "ohh." "marco!" "megan's not here, and i can't talk." "i've got 30 people setting up for a photo shoot, i've been emed cater waiter for the day." "i know megan's not here." "can just give her this stuff for me?" "she left it at my apartment." "ok,why don't you just write her a dear john letter while you're at it?" "at are you talking about?" "doget coy, with me,chuckles." "megan's already told me you've been acting all weyrd lately." "she can't figure out why." "but we know why, don't we?" "i'm just tg to get over her like you said." "ah-ah-ah. i didnell you to start picking fights with the poor girl." "i'm not picking ghts. i just need a little space." "how am i supposed to get over her if she keep showing up at the crab shack every minute?" "she keeps showing up,because she has no idea what's going on." "you can't just drop a long friendship without telling the other person what you're doing." "tell her you're busy, tell her you're tired, hell,tell her you've been watching daytime television and you're sorting out your feelings," "?" "no matter what's going on you right now, that4girl is your best friend.t treat her like one." "just give her the stuff,ok?" "that's nice,ladies." "big smiles." "the whole family's having fun." "all right." "oh,don't the twins tvlook adorable?" "how's everng going?" "not great." "len,i'm getting nothing right no i'm trying to sell a loving family, but there is zero connection between them." "heh heh. you sd have been at family dinner." "len: maybe we could do a different setup,nig i don't know. maybe some softer lighting." "hair people, thank you very much." "we're good to go. step out,please." "ok,ladies,let's try something a different." "uh,laurel,why don't you get a little closerto sage." "ok,why don't you of your granddaughters a smile." "len,let's keep this moving." "i've got a conference call in 30 minutes." "right. right. we're almost there,laurel." "all right,ladies, once again." "wee thinking playful, fun times with the family." "why don't yot your arm around sage." "eh,... uh,just a little bit closer." "just take the picture already." "ok. let's see if we have the makings of a great campaign here." "now,uh,these are from the morning session." "i'll have the rest later." "ahem. like i said, these-these aren't all of them." "ah,the girls look amazing." "d remember, this was just a test." "nigel can make adjustments in london if you're not happy." "len,would you give me a mo?" "wasn't a big fan of the lighting?" "just go." "right." "there had to be at least 30ple there just to make sure my eyeliner didn't smudge." "it was totally high-end." "hey,megan should be here any minute." "uhh. sage,come on." "we promised her we'd get ahead on our studies before the trip,ok?" "fine. it's a small sacrifice,i suppose." "i can'tobeli you get to spend 4 weeks in europe." "?" "there's already talk of expanding to asian markets." "asian markets?" "since when only 'cause megan would ably need to know that.x sounds to me like you girls areúIn it for the longi." "hardly. it's really a steppingstone for other things." "yeah. sage has got huge plans for us." "headies." "ready to hit the books?" "like i said, small sacrifice." "that's so cool." "there is no way." "see,i thought this would be a nice change in venue,right?" "ok,i'll have a triple latte, half-caf,halfaf, no foam." "ooh,that sounds good,but actually, can you make mine a double?" "thanks,megan." "right. note to self." "don't come up with any more fun i." "hey,charlie,it's,uh- it's me,megan." "look,i know things have been funky between us lately, d i think i know why." "i've been makin' you swim a lot in lake megan lately, and if that's why you're mad,i'm sorry." "so if you're free tonight, you know,i was thinking maybe you could come over,and i'll make us an old-school lauderdaicnic." "can tell me about mandy." "ok,call me." "what dhe girls want?" "hey,what did you girls- great." "call me,ok?" "talk to you soon." "bye. fye. bye." "where are our lattes?" "how do you girls know that woman?" "ohn that's emily." "no,i know that that's emily. i know emily." "how do you know her?" "no,see,i'm the one asking the questions here, and the question is how do you girls know her?" "she was in our drama clas last year." "?" "can i get my coffee now?" "jacob!" "hi. nice to meet you. lovely talk." "jacob!" "hey." "wh's wrong?" "emily was a student here?" "oh." "oh?" "did you just forget to mention that?" "well,i didn't t it mattered." "guess what. matters." "well,i can see that." "please tell me that she had graduated before you guys started dating." "of course,and for the record,she was 19,so- does not make it better." "no wonder you didn't see any coct of interest in our relationship." "you date your students!" "i just told you she wasn't a student when we were goin' out." "we waited until er break." "i need to sit down." "it is not as bad as you're making it." "don't forget i took over job at the end of the school year, so it's not as though she saw me as the real headmaster." "yeah,but before you took over this job, you were a real teacher here." "yes,but emily was not of my students." "you are blowing this way out of proportion." "no,i,u- i can't date somebody wxose last girlfriend was a student where he works or who also has "teen" in her age. i just- wait. what are you saying?" "i'm saying that... it's over." "uh,i think you're making a big mistake." "sorry." "that's my dad." "what?" "she said it was over." "pretty sure i'm not making a mistake." "megan." "sorry to disturb you." "laurel would like ee you in her office." "you ok?" "not really,ldine, but thanks for asking." "you wanted to see me?" "yes.eed to talk ou about the trip." "we've ded- before you say anything ee, i just- i wanna apologize." "i was way out of llíE the other day." "i just-i think that i've gotten so caught up in trying e a part of this family that i overstepp my boundaries." "you obviously know what's best for rose and sage." "megan- unfortunately, jaand i broke up, so he probably won't be as much help as he could have been." "not because of this, i hope." "oh,no,no. no. uh,other things." "nothing you need to concern yourself with." "well,i'm sorry he disappointed you." "unfortunately you won't be the only one disappnted today." "the girls will not be needed for the photo shoot." "we're going in a different diion with the campaign." "really?" "uh... that's a surprise." "is it?" "you were there yesterday." "you must have seen it." "i honestly never realized how far apart we'd grown." "when they were toddlers and carolyn was alive, we-we used to have such fun." "sage never let go of my hand." "urse,after carolyn died, i was a mess." "i couldn't bear to be around anyone." "every time i looked at rose and sage, all i could see was her." "it was a- well,it was just too much for me." "well,that makes sense." "well,by the time i was able to get on with my life, the girls wanted nothingúTo do with me." "i don't k they trusted me anymore." "can't say i blame them." "and then of course limoges cosmetics went internati,and... i don't know." "i guess i just,[topped trying." "you didn't stop trying." "you came up with family dinner." "that's nothing to sneeze at." "i thought so." "obviously i was kidding myself." "ve no connection to my own granddaughters." "they don't know me at all." "and they're a hate me even more once i take this away from them." "let me tell them." "that's not necessary." "no,i want to. please." "after all,it was my stupid idea tha got us into this mes mess." "let me finish it." "i want to." "thank you." "and tell them how sorry i am." "ooh,love it. love it." "love it in every color." "the photo shoot isn't happening." "what?" "they decided to go in another direction" "?" "but you should know that it had nothing to do with how great you are- stop talking." "?" "you for butting in where you don't belong or laurel for being so weak she lets the tutor have her way." "this isn't laurel's fault." "she wanted to tell you herself." "i don't care!" "i don't understand why nobody around here can ever just let me be happy." "sweetie, please don't cry." "don't. this never meant as much to you as it did to me." "i know how much it meant to you, but there will be other campaigns." "laurel will use you again." "no.she won't.that woman is full of promises that she never follows through with." "she alway put herself first." "that's not true. she cares about both of you very much." "oh she did?" "she never would've brought you into our lives." "sage. just leave me alone." "sage. sage,wait!" "it's ok." "sage is right." "none of this means that much to me,and to be honest, i was just looking for to spending more time with laural." "oh,that is the best news that i have heard all week." "rose,you don't have to travel to europe to spend time with laurel." "?" "you might find her." "i should... go." "trained at le cordon bleu," "?" "4 years cooking for the governor, and now... hot dogs." "ah-ah-ah-ah. not just hot dogs." "those are chili dogs, and they're charlie's favorite." "mm,one can only hope he accepts this delicious apology." "well,how can he not?" "and did i forget to mention- tater tots?" "now,this is friendship,mister." "are you sure you're up for this?" "uh,no,actually, but that's the point." "even though i had a terrible week,i'll make tonight all about him." "?" "?" "and asked me if i wanted to go." "oh. yeah." "so i kinda feel like i should,you know?" "i mean,i don't know if it's gonna go anywhere with us,but- to spend time with her. i understand." "when you and jacob first started goin' out right. uh,although f.y.i., jacob and i broke up." "it's a long story. i'll-i'll tell you when i see you." "but,uh,go have fun." "ok. so... ok." "bye,charlie." "hey,so are you in?" "i'm... in. -great." "it's official." "this has been the worst week of my life." "i'm losing my best friend, i got into a fight with my boss, or you can look at it this way- your best friend's happy with a new lady in his life, the twins are staying in school because of you," "and you dumped a lying pig before you found out he was cheating on you." "and sage respects me?" "let's not go crazy now." "now pass the ketchup." "oh ho. ketchup?" "that is a rookie mistake." "what you're gonna have to do ohh. you're gonna love it."