"Previously on Lipstick Jungle..." "Oh, he never asked." "Joe was gonna ask me to marry him?" "I met with a manager, Josie Scotto." "Maybe you should sign with her." "I did." "Wendy, your husband, he's a major talent." "What's his name?" "Charles Junior, but I call him Charlie." "This is Charles' kid." "Like it or not, in a weird way, it's kind of like the kid that I never had with him." "Are you firing me?" "Dahlia, please don't make this any harder." "Oh, no, hon, this is the easy part." "Your hard times just got started." "Trust." "If Joe asked me to marry him, I would have said yes!" "I should have done this a long time ago." "Your business, I don't want to be paid back." "I don't want any connection at all." "All right, here." "Okay, it's a checklist." "What's this?" "And this is an easy-to-follow guide to our locavore Thanksgiving." "Locavore?" "Mmm-hmm, you know, reducing the carbon footprint." "All the ingredients must come from within a hundred-mile radius, and I've circled." "Honey, doesn't Thanksgiving already come with a culinary theme?" "It's like hanging a hat on a hat." "All right, trust me, I know that you might think that this is either helpful or obsessive, but I..." "Yeah, I'm gonna go with obsessive." "Um, when did you open a party store franchise?" "Nico, when you're making your celery root and apple soup..." "Oh, I'm making the turkey this year." "Really?" "Yeah, I've got this great recipe for stuffing, and maybe you can make some of the sides." "Well, okay, I just thought we had a plan." "You're playing me." "Okay, so not funny." "It is, just look at your face!" "Why are you so insane on this holiday?" "Because if we're going to have a locavore Thanksgiving, it takes planning." "And a BB gun." "How do you get a meal out of Central Park, anyway?" "Is there a recipe for stewed squirrel in here?" "Isn't it nice to know that we can have a great meal and do something for the planet, hmm?" "Yes." "Okay, I think we all have a lot to be thankful for." "Well, speak for yourself." "I'm gonna pass on this holiday, guys." "Huh?" "Vic, you're not gonna get over Joe by sitting at home in your bathrobe, stuffing your face with Nutter Butters." "How about double fisting sleeping pills and hiding under the covers?" "There are other guys out there." "If there are, they aren't within this circle, because I've baited and dated most of them." "Well, so come alone!" "There are gonna be other unattached people." "Sal's coming, you know?" "Maybe, you can..." "Can what?" "Fight over the wishbone at the loser singles' table?" "Okay, no offense to Sal, but I'm in no place to start dating." "All right, you are coming." "This is my first Thanksgiving with Kirby, and I want it to be fun." "Oh, okay." "Yes, I see, so I'm just gonna mask my pain and become a performing clown for you guys." "Yeah, do you mind?" "Can we focus, please?" "So, that's it, then?" "There's no, um, no other calls?" "Excuse me." "You mean, as in Mr. Bennett?" "What?" "No, why would he call?" "That's not why I was asking." "Stop looking at me like that." "You're gonna miss your plane." "I've got hours." "How about I stay and help you whip up some of these desserts?" "I've always kind of been an artiste with the pastries." "It's how my daddy gave me my childhood nickname." "Creampuff?" "Big Sissy." "Huh." "Go." "I'll be fine." "Okay, if you need me, I'm just three connecting flights away." "Oh." "Oh, got it." "I got it." "Hey." "I'd like to see, Ms. Ford, Victory Ford." "Yeah, come on in." "Ms. Ford, uh..." "Uh, sorry I didn't make an appointment." "Well, this isn't the store." "I realize that, but I was told I'd probably find you here," "I'm James Schuyler, and I'd like you to design a dress for me." "Well, you might have the wrong designer." "That came out wrong." "I meant for my bride." "I know." "Okay, um, go, have a happy holiday." "Are you sure?" "Yes, go, go." "So, how did you find me?" "Dahlia Morales." "The publicist." "Dahlia sent you to me?" "Well, we had lunch today, and she couldn't stop singing your praises." "Wow." "Right back at you." "I was just trying to keep up." "You deserve to take home the gold." "Really?" "I already have the gold." "Okay, you know what?" "I have to refuel." "I'm starving." "Let's go to Zebel's." "Mmm." "Yeah, and then we can watch them blow up the balloons for the parade." "Nice, and we can come back here and get naked, and I can show you this." "Okay, what have we got here?" "My word, brussels sprouts." "We've got turnips." "We've got carrots, and, uh, oh, rather exotic chestnuts from..." "My Mandarin's a little rusty." "What does that say, darling?" "Um..." "Zhengzhou?" "Maple's Day Farm, Nyack, New York." "Thank you." "Hey, it's local-ish." "I heard the whole locavore thing's a joke." "Shipping apples from New Zealand leaves a smaller carbon footprint than trucking them from upstate New York." "Okay, where's the squash?" "Squash, did you tell me squash?" "Yeah." "Yeah, did you write it down?" "I didn't write it down." "Honey." "Darling, I'll tell you." "It was one thing running all these errands when I wasn't working, but I'm trying to score a film." "Or, actually, uh, scribble background jingles, as your mother likes to say." "Well, she will have a lot more to say if you're late to pick her up at the train." "Oh, I tracked down some tickets for you and Taylor for the parade tomorrow, but you've got to get there at 7:30 in the morning." "Oh, thank God I don't have to go." "Oh, I've got plenty for you to do, honey." "Sorry, when did this suddenly become my holiday, anyway?" "I mean, you cannonballed my ancestors so you could, what, enjoy the wonders of corn on the cob?" "It was worth it, wasn't it?" "Okay, bye." "Bollocks." "Well, we always called 'em floats." "Okay, floats are pulled on those big trucks." "The other things are called balloons." "Yeah, but nothing floats when it's sitting on the back of a truck." "See, that makes no sense." "I don't know what to tell you." "Those things with big ropes and hot air?" "Balloons." "Megan?" "Hi." "I'm sorry I didn't call." "What are you doing here?" "I needed to talk to you." "All right, well, come on in." "Is this a bad time?" "Well, I mean, we were just about to go out, but it's fine." "What's wrong?" "You see, my parents don't know about Charlie." "We've never had the greatest relationship, so, um, when I got pregnant, it was pretty easy not to see them, but..." "Anyway, um, we're all going to my aunt's in Katonah for Thanksgiving and I'm gonna go and tell them everything, and I can't just show up with him." "So I'm wondering if you could watch him for the night?" "And I'm gonna tell my parents everything, come back first thing in the morning." "Megan, I mean, why us?" "I mean, don't you have..." "I mean, what about your roommate?" "She's in Maryland." "Well, don't you have any friends?" "They've all gone home for the break." "You know what, Megan, if I had known earlier," "I could have arranged for it, but we have plans." "Could you just give us a minute, Megan?" "Mmm-hmm." "In what universe do you just show up and expect..." "How did I become her emergency contact?" "I get it." "You're probably the most responsible person she knows." "Yeah, well, that's not my problem." "Nor is it my fault." "I can't believe that she doesn't have anybody else." "Well, I can't believe she'd be here if she did." "I mean, come on, she's gotta be pretty desperate." "I am so sorry to interrupt." "I know." "I know this is a lot to ask, but my train leaves in 20 minutes and I don't know what else to do." "Please." "Well, what about something like this?" "It's modern, elegant." "Oh, Kelly is a dancer." "The dress should reveal a dancer's, uh, gifts, hmm?" "Ah, your bride-to-be is a dancer." "Oh, you should see her move, so sensual, but playful and vivacious." "I'm starting to get the whole picture here." "Mmm." "So how'd you two meet?" "Las Vegas." "Perfect." "Mmm-hmm." "Why didn't you just get married there?" "Well, she wasn't available at the time." "Timing's a killer." "Mmm." "Listen, I have to be honest with you." "This is not the project I was looking to tackle next." "But why don't I do a few sketches, and I'll get back to you next week, like, maybe, uh..." "Oh, no." "No, no." "Thursday or..." "The dress is to be fitted and ready by Saturday." "Saturday?" "Yes." "Like this Saturday, as in over the holiday weekend, Saturday?" "What's the rush?" "Kelly just got divorced, finally." "You'll understand when you meet her, Ms. Ford." "Well, I would have to work through the Thanksgiving weekend." "I'll make it worth your while." "I would miss Wendy's Thanksgiving dinner." "Name your price." "I realize it's a terrible imposition." "No." "No, you don't understand." "I would have to miss Wendy's Thanksgiving dinner." "It's fantastic." "I'll do it." "So what are we talking, here, white, wheat, eggshell, cashew?" "Honey, try the crazy dance again." "Okay, okay." "Okay, okay, here we go." "Come on." "Come on, Kirby." "Come on." "Little jazz hands, huh?" "Let's try a little, huh?" "Huh?" "The choo-choo?" "Teapot says what?" "Teapot says what?" "Okay, yeah." "Okay, okay." "He is completely over the crazy dance." "Well, it was kind of better before." "I mean, now you're sort of just phoning it in." "Well, you got any better ideas?" "Oh, baby." "Make sure all the..." "Are the locks off the T bars?" "What are the T bars?" "That's not gonna work." "You have to..." "Really?" "That's it, that's it!" "We did it!" "Love it." "See?" "We don't want that one." "Oh, look at that, champion." "Oh, yes, that's better, yeah." "No, Vic, it's a great opportunity, but it's Thanksgiving." "Yeah, I know." "And then, here, I'll have to sacrifice looking for hours over at you and Shane and Nico and Kirby, while I make awkward small talk with some random guy from your office." "Okay, I get it, I get it." "Can you at least come for dessert?" "I'll try, but no promises, okay?" "Oh, is that your other line, or are you just cutting out on me 'cause you're furious?" "Oh, no, that's my other line, I'll call you back." "Okay, bye." "Hello?" "Hey, honey, it's me." "Listen, there's been a slight change in plans." "What's the latest that we can get there tomorrow?" "Why do I hear a baby crying?" "Um, well, it's Charlie." "Charlie?" "As in the spawn of your cheating husband and his evil mistress?" "Yeah, Wendy, listen, it's a really long story, but I'm desperate." "Do you have any tips on calming a cranky baby just in case the co-op board hasn't already decided to evict me?" "Have you tried swaddling him in an Hermès scarf?" "Very funny." "And yes." "All right, look..." "There we go, Joyce." "Oh, hi!" "Try a warm bath in the sink, okay?" "Put some lavender in it, it's very calming." "Look, I gotta go, my mom's here, okay?" "Bye." "Wait, Wendy." "Wait, wait, wait." "Hey!" "Hi!" "The place looks wonderful." "Well, good." "Thank you." "You made it." "Well, just barely." "Here." "Apparently, there was a confusion over what track number..." "Well, the important thing is that you're here." "Hmm, well, that's one theory." "Uh, can I get you a Scotch, Joyce?" "Are you having one?" "I'm having two." "Uh-huh, well, then, I will, as well." "Good." "Not too much ice, though, okay?" "Now, I hear you're making an all-local meal." "I am." "Oh, good." "I just hope that the turkey doesn't come from that hippie farmers' market." "You can keep organic, I will take hygienic, thank you very much." "Kids, your grandmother's here!" "Grandma!" "Kids!" "Hi." "Hello." "Look what I have for you." "Hey, there." "Are you reading yet?" "Not really." "Oh." "Has he been T" " E-S-T-E-D?" "Cheers, Joyce." "Thank you, and cheers to you, too." "Oh." "My, what a lot of lovely ice." "Excuse me." "Hello?" "Um, it's Josie." "I just wanted to let you know that if..." "Look, if I don't get a chance to listen to those new tracks, it's not because I don't want to, it's just..." "Josie, what's going on?" "You okay?" "Uh, yeah, I'm okay." "It's just Max." "Max is worse, and he hasn't eaten since last Monday, and yesterday the vet told me that there is nothing I can do for him." "Well, that's not very good, is it?" "Uh, Josie?" "His manager." "Oh." "Who calls him at home on the eve of a holiday?" "Well, now, that is dedication." "Her dog's sick, she's a mess." "Listen, listen, what are your, um, what are your holiday plans, Josie?" "Oh, just lighting candles, weeping..." "Oh, well, you shouldn't be alone, not at a time like this." "Join us, okay?" "I insist." "Just, um..." "You don't need to bring anything." "Just bring Max, if you like." "You certainly don't want to leave him alone." "Thanks." "Thanks, Shane." "Okay, you know where we are." "Who's Max?" "The husband?" "The dog." "Whatever happened to just bringing a bottle of wine?" "Vic?" "Victory?" "Back here!" "Hang on a sec." "I'll be right back, okay?" "We'll tape that." "Perfect." "You gotta be kidding me, right?" "Yeah, I know what you're thinking." "The hair's a little different, right?" "Look, I'm not gonna lie to you." "I hate November, so sue me, I lightened it a titch." "Relax." "I took an anger management class at the New School, so I'm only thinking pretty little thoughts now." "But enough about me." "Come say hello to your new client." "You're welcome very much." "Kel!" "Hey." "Kelly Voight, Victory Ford." "Nice to meet you." "Oh, pleasure." "Are we working together?" "I'm James Schuyler's fiancée." "Oh!" "So come on, Vic." "Dazzle us." "Well, I don't really have very much, because I've just been baking and sketching and sketching and baking." "Is that for me?" "Well, it's, um, loosely..." "Of course, it would be, um, looser." "Happy Thanksgiving." "You missed the balloons." "It's 10:30?" "Megan hasn't called yet?" "She probably went out with her friends last night." "Ten bucks says she won't call you before noon." "Come on." "Hi, this is Megan." "I'm not available right now, so please leave a message." "Voicemail." "Hey, cupcake." "Hi, you." "Ah, so, is this the charity dinner for depressed and dumped singles?" "Another male, lovely." "Just what we need" "Hello. before someone asks me to lace the turkey or put paper booties on it." "Come here, you big lug." "Happy Turkey Day." "Now, be careful, that's the good stuff." "Mmm, hey, I can see that." "Oh, I may have removed the "Happy holidays from Parador Pictures," however, but that's just me." "Oh, God, really." "Hello?" "Babies Aren't Us." "A little help, here?" "Hi." "Oh, hi." "I do not know how you guys did this." "My grandparents had less stuff when they got to Ellis Island." "How you doing, mate?" "I'm good, Shane." "Look, I left 10 messages for Megan, I haven't heard from her." "Is it okay that we're here?" "Yes." "Hello." "Hi, hello, I'm sorry." "Actually, do you want to just get him a little higher on the shoulder, mate?" "You can get him up, get him up." "Do you mind if I do?" "Yeah, sure." "I got you, yeah." "Oh, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, that's good." "Okay." "How does he do that?" "He's always been able to." "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, it's okay, it's okay." "It's okay..." "Hey." "There you go." "There." "You still have the touch." "Do you have another pillow?" "What do you need another one for?" "For your mother's face." "What?" "Stop!" "What did James tell you about me?" "He said that you met in Vegas and that you were a dancer." "I was, 15 years ago." "I just assumed that when he said that your divorce was just finalized, that you were..." "Right." "Well, look, um, Kel, it's not a total zero." "All right?" "Look, you still got a great neckline, and you still got that rack." "Let's show it off, and we can work on..." "Hey, um, how about just a little tact?" "Just a..." "Just a titch?" "Kelly," "I really apologize." "It's tough to design for someone that you've never met before." "Well, that's clear." "How about if I added a dolman sleeve?" "Stop, I don't even know why I'm doing this." "The last thing I need is to be walking down the aisle looking like..." "Come on, Kel." "No." "If there's gonna be laughs at my wedding, it had better be because of the best man's toast." "Well, I don't think anybody would laugh at this." "Wow, swing and a hit." "Don't sound so surprised." "Well, I'm not the one that came up with that." "Oh, this is totally different." "This is almost..." "lovely." "Well, let's go have a cup of tea, because I'm not gonna settle for "almost. "" "Hi, I'm Maddie." "Oh, hey, Kirby." "Hi." "I'm Kirby." "Sal." "Hey, do you guys mind if I turn on the Detroit-Tennessee game?" "Oh, no, please." "I love football!" "More than you love shucking corn?" "'Cause there's about 15 more of these with your name on them." "Mom, I want..." "And you can do it in front of the TV, this way, you can indulge two of your passions at once." "Fumble." "Oh, yeah!" "Oh, all right!" "Wait, Detroit lost the ball." "Oh, they should have made that..." "Just, hit him." "Yeah, hit him!" "Get him!" "Wendy!" "Are they kidding with this?" "Yeah, come on." "Just calm down, calm down." "Come in." "Don't touch it." "Okay, I give up." "Okay, here we go." "Oh." "Oh, hi!" "Hey, happy Thanksgiving." "Hello." "Oh, thank you so much for having me." "Such a treat for us that you could be here on such short notice." "Nico Reilly, this is Josie Scotto." "Hi." "Hi." "Hi, nice to meet you." "It's nice to meet you." "Hello, Josie." "How are you holding up?" "Did you bring Max with you?" "I'm sorry." "I shouldn't have come." "No, no..." "It's okay, it's okay!" "Come on." "I'll get you a drink." "Let me get you a drink." "Is he not doing any better?" "He's gone." "Oh." "God, I'm so sorry." "Who's Max?" "Dog, dead." "Sorry." "I'm sorry." "It was about an hour ago, he passed away." "And I just didn't know what to do, so, um, I just came over." "He's back there right now." "He's under my bed." "His eyes are open, and I just..." "I don't want to go back there alone." "No, no, of course, of course." "Don't you have a neighbor, or maybe someone from the building?" "No, he was my best friend." "Well, Shane, why don't, uh..." "Why don't you go help?" "Uh, yeah." "Shouldn't take too long, right?" "Yeah." "No, go." "Yeah, go, go, go." "I'm leaving." "Please, everyone, just please, uh, try to forget that I was here, and everyone, please have a happy Thanksgiving." "Sorry." "We're good." "We're good." "Bye, darling." "Okay." "Shouldn't be long." "Bye, honey." "It's all right, now." "It's okay, it's okay." "Uh-uh." "That was close." "I was concerned for you, there." "Really?" "Where was your concern when you did everything that you could to sabotage me?" "Hey, I'm not one to live in the past, okay?" "It can cause ulcers." "Look, I was hoping that any green I throw your way now could make up for any overages I incurred during the store's opening." "And I accept your apology, too." "Thank you very much." "Needs work." "Always the critic." "How about I make us some food, huh?" "That sound good?" "Oh, my God, you got 10 pounds of fruit in here." "Yeah, I was supposed to make a dessert." "Wendy's doing this locavore Thanksgiving." "A what?" "It's when all the ingredients have to come within 100 miles of the area." "Okay, you know what that is?" "That is skinny white girls with too much time on their hands." "There's a bodega up the block." "I'm gonna go get us some real food." "Freaking Thanksgiving, am I right?" "Yeah, so why are you spending it here?" "Me and my family don't really click." "Besides, to you, it's Thanksgiving, to me, it's just Thursday." "You know, he may have been a dachshund, Shane, but he had the heart of a lion." "Well said, Josie." "Well said." "Yeah, oh, hi." "Can I, um..." "I've got a dead dog and I need to, um..." "I need to, uh, pick it..." "Oh, okay." "Thank you." "Hmm." "Um." "You know, the guy from Acker Merrall said that this is supposed to be fabulous, but my nose is so stuffed up, I can't even tell, so I'm gonna let you be the judge." "No, I really shouldn't." "Josie?" "It's too late, I already opened it." "Well, um, listen, the guy at 3-1-1..." "Do you want to smell it?" "Oh, yeah, it's lovely, um..." "Do you want to watch the game?" "I need a diversion." "Oh, yeah." "Listen, um, I am under a bit of a time crunch." "Do you think that we see our pets after we die?" "What?" "Well, uh, yeah, it's possible." "Possible." "Puppies or full-grown?" "Not entirely sure." "Um, listen, there are no city services over the holiday, and the earliest they can pick the dog up is Saturday." "Saturday?" "No, no, no, no, no, that's not gonna work." "Saturday?" "What am I supposed to do till then?" "What am I supposed to do with him?" "I mean, where am I supposed to sleep?" "It could be difficult." "I need Machengo and crackers with this." "I'm gonna make some more calls." "Okay, you ready for sleepy time, Charles?" "Okay." "Did you just call him Charles?" "What?" "No, I called him Charlie." "Okay." "Hey, why don't you, um, take him out for some fresh air?" "You know, it might help." "Don't worry, I'm okay with the cooking." "You sure, really?" "Uh-huh." "Hey, Kirby, you want to go for a walk?" "It's halftime, right?" "Halftime?" "It's set point at Wimbledon." "You're going down, smalls." "Okay." "You're bringing it." "Get ready for the swing." "You have a beautiful baby." "Oh, thank you." "Tiny miracles, aren't they?" "You're very lucky." "You must be very happy!" "Oh, goodbye." "See you." "Okay, well, I understand." "Um, yeah." "Any suggestions on who I might call?" "Right, cheers." "Oh, damn!" "Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn..." "Um..." "What?" "Uh, no luck at the animal hospital, I'm afraid to say." "Why isn't he picking up?" "He always picks up." "Oh!" "Oh, look, you're calling me." "Hello?" "Josie, um, is Shane still there?" "Oh, hi, Wendy." "Yes, in fact, he is not only still here, he is my official hero." "I just..." "I can't thank you enough, he's been so helpful." "We'll honor him, um, later." "Can I talk to him, please?" "Yeah." "Oh, yeah." "Oh, you might have to wait, the Lions are about to kick this field goal." "It's Wendy." "Yeah." "Hi, Wendy." "Hey, how's the game going?" "Uh, I'm not watching it." "It's just on in the background." "Really?" "What's happening in the foreground?" "Any idea when you might be returning to your family for Thanksgiving dinner?" "Um, listen, I'm trying to get out of here as soon as I can, but she's a little bit unhinged, and I'm dealing with dead-dog-on-holiday-weekend issues." "Well, then, I guess somebody needs to invest in a cooler." "We're eating at 4:00." "You know what I was thinking?" "Don't can that first design you came up with," "I want to put my name on that." "Why, you getting married soon?" "No, you?" "No." "Why do you ask?" "You asked first." "Hey, it's not an outrageous question." "You had prospects, I had stalkers." "What's going on with you and Joe?" "Nothing, not a thing." "You'd have to ask him." "Well, he ain't here." "He sold me back my business." "Well, he gave it to me, it was a gift." "A parting gift." "Really?" "So what are we doing here?" "At what point do we call the police?" "I don't think that's the smartest move." "Babe, she's eight hours late picking up her child." "Well, calling the police is just gonna get Child Services involved." "What's wrong with..." "Child Services should get involved." "Wasn't this your idea, to help her out in the first place?" "To babysit for a night?" "Absolutely." "All me." "This?" "This is way beyond that." "You know what?" "Can we just enjoy him for a minute?" "He's finally calm and happy." "Can we just do that?" "Hi, buddy." "Hi." "Here we go." "Oh!" "What's that?" "Appetizers, celery with a bluefish pâté." "I'll wait for dinner." "Hmm, well, don't." "It may be a while." "Trouble in the kitchen?" "No, we're waiting on Shane." "So, hey, how is it?" "Tasty?" "I need water." "Someday, you're gonna have to explain to me the composer-manager relationship." "Ma, please." "Come on, I don't believe you're not even curious as to whether or not this woman even has a dog." "Okay, your experience, Mom, is not mine, okay?" "Let's just drop it." "Oh, baby, I know." "It's all right." "Not showing up for holidays is right out of your father's playbook." "And I don't mean to imply that Shane is at all like your father." "It's just, men can be so absurdly predictable." "Was it a one-time thing, dad cheating?" "Hardly." "He may have been late to the Summer of Love, but he was determined to be the last to leave." "How'd you live with him, Mom?" "There were cooling-off periods, and he flirted with monogamy." "It was a rotten marriage." "Rotten." "But how can I complain when I see what came of an ill-advised attempt to save it?" "Megan, where are you?" "Do you realize we should have called the police by now?" "I'm not coming back." "What?" "I can't take care of him." "Megan, listen to me." "Take a deep breath." "What happened with your parents?" "It doesn't matter, I can't do it." "Megan, listen to me." "It's a little late to be deciding that you can't take care of a child." "I can't do it." "I can't." "Because you're a better mother than I could ever be." "And it's better this way." "Megan." "Megan?" "Was that her?" "Uh, no, it was, um, it was someone from work." "The January cover fell through." "It never ends." "This was his favorite spot." "Oh, yeah, it's lovely." "Should be happy here." "Do you think that we should find some kind of marker, or maybe a little mini-headstone?" "Well, actually, I saw a sign prohibiting Frisbee throwing, so I rather suspect they frown on burying pets." "Oh." "So, um, listen, we could probably grab a cab around here, somewhere." "I can drop you off first, and then I can get back..." "I'm just gonna need a few minutes with him." "Um, Josie, I really got to get back." "You know, he was sick for a long time." "Yeah, I'm sorry." "I think he was just trying to hang in there, you know, until he knew that I'd found someone to take his place in my life." "Yeah." "Sir, put down the shovel!" "Kelly, how's it going in there?" "Do you need help?" "Keep in mind that she was totally hosed by the time crunch, okay?" "Oh, my..." "Where's the rice?" "So?" "What do you think?" "How do you feel?" "Like I should just grab a pair of sweats and just do this down at City Hall." "What?" "Come on, Kel, you are a vision." "Of what?" "Dahlia?" "What?" "Would you make Kelly a cup of tea?" "Sure." "Unzip me, please?" "Wait." "Can I just say one thing?" "Maybe I made some wrong assumptions about you before I met you, but the man you're marrying, he knows you pretty damn well." "And he described you as playful and sensuous, and..." "He did?" "Yes." "And vivacious." "Sorry." "Hey, you know, and unless they changed the meaning on me, he's right, you're vivacious." "And he used those words to describe you because that's what he sees when he looks at you." "He's not marrying a dress, Kelly." "And if James can see you like that, why can't you?" "Kelly, I think you look gorgeous." "Um..." "Oh, okay, uh, before we start, I just want to say that" "I think we all have a lot to be thankful for." "And I love all of you." "We love you, too." "Love you, Wen." "Happy Thanksgiving." "Happy Thanksgiving." "Wait, where's Dad?" "You probably missed your dinner." "I feel terrible, I..." "Oh, it's not your fault." "I'll probably get back for seconds." "But, I, uh..." "I do have to go now." "Yeah, of course." "Let me just write you a check for the fine." "No, no, that's okay, no, I've got the fine, it's fine." "Oh, no, please, please." "I just feel like I..." "Please, no problem." "Uh, taxi!" "I gotta go." "Let me take..." "Okay." "And you've gotta..." "And I'll call you." "So, yep." "Yeah, yeah." "Okay." "And, uh, happy Thanksgiving." "Yes, happy Thanksgiving." "You are gonna love this stuff." "It's called coquito." "Coquito." "Yep." "A little bit of coconut and a whole lot of rum." "Salud." "Cheers." "Mmm." "That is outrageous." "And the cinnamon's from Washington Heights." "That's local enough, right?" "Did you see that woman's face when she left here?" "You changed her life." "Well, I don't know about that." "Would I lie to you?" "Without batting an eyelash." "Jeez, you are like a dog with a bone, you know that?" "Mmm." "But, seriously, I gotta tell you." "You got a gift, you really do." "What I can't figure out is how you can make a perfect stranger feel that great, but you can't do it for yourself." "Did anyone ever tell you that you have two very distinct personalities?" "My ex would say about seven." "Well, trust me, this is the one that you should keep." "All the other ones blow." "Biatch." "Come here." "Do you see Wendy?" "Are you looking at Wendy?" "Okay." "Bye-bye!" "Hey, Wendy, can you help me with him?" "This is so good." "Very good." "Look at that." "Do you know where she was calling from?" "No." "Do you know anything about her parents?" "I mean, they're the ones that..." "Hi." "...are gonna get custody, you know, unless Charles' parents put up a fight." "But you gotta talk to Sal." "You just have to talk to him." "He's not that kind of lawyer, but he can help." "I want to keep him." "What?" "If his mother can't take care of him," "I want to try and keep him." "Hey, you." "Hey." "Hey, Dad." "Hey, sweet pea." "Daddy's home!" "Imagine that!" "There's a plate of food in the microwave." "Ah, brilliant." "I'll just, uh, freshen up." "Oh, come on, you can eat more than that." "I slaved over those cookies." "I wouldn't take too long." "Sal's about to leave." "You might want to say goodbye before you say hello." "Wendy, you have no idea where this day ended up, okay?" "Looks like it's not over yet." "Okay, I love you." "Oh, oh, yeah." "Don't forget." "Turn around." "Get your coat." "Happy Thanksgiving." "Okay, there you go." "You got it on me." "Okay, there you go." "Hi!" "Okay." "Oh, wow, hi!" "Hey, Sal." "Hi!" "You guys remember Dahlia?" "Uh, yeah." "Relax, I won't bite." "New and improved." "Spayed and declawed." "More or less." "Okay." "It's a long story and it's more or less true." "Okay, well, have you eaten?" "She's been feeding me all day." "Yeah, and we made dessert." "Tres leches." "And..." "Thank you." "... coquitos." "Tres leches." "A" " B-C, delicioso, huh?" "Uh, yeah." "I'm so glad you made it." "Oh, me too." "Same here." "Happy Thanksgiving." "Happy Thanksgiving." "Coquitos." "Oh, yeah." "Oh, he really is beautiful, isn't he?" "It's even better cold, huh?" "I like having him around." "For how long?" "Can I talk to you?" "Yeah, just watch his little head." "Can you..." "Oh, sure." "What's going on?" "That was Megan on the phone, and I don't think that she's coming back any time soon." "When did you plan on telling me that?" "I don't know." "Now, at home, it's just, it's..." "It's all happening really quickly." "Yeah, Nico, don't treat me like I'm stupid." "What?" "Yeah, I was fine playing mommy and daddy for one night, but that was it." "Kirby, I don't know how to explain this," "I don't really understand it, but, um," "I just feel that there's a real connection between me and this child." "I'm not asking you to explain it, but if this is gonna be something that's gonna cause you to stop being honest with me, then I think we got a problem." "Kirby..." "Wendy." "Yeah?" "I'm sorry I was gone for most of the day." "Oh, that's okay." "It turned out to be a nice holiday." "Yeah, it was great, and the food was terrific." "I just wish I could have been a bit more of a help to you." "That's all." "Well, that's okay." "Were you at least a help to Josie?" "Yeah, I think I was." "Yeah." "Well, good, she clearly needed it." "Looks like somebody left a party favor." "Throw it in there." "Hopefully Charlie comes with a large supply." "Hmm, haven't we got a box of these somewhere, of Taylor's?" "Yeah, I think, in the closet." "I'm glad we kept 'em." "Why, you got the sudden urge to suck your thumb?" "No, I'd like to have another." "You are talking about another piece of pie, right?" "Baby." "I think we should have another baby."