"Previously on Privileged..." "This is just a rest stop on Marco Giordani's Highway To Happy." "Some day, I'm going to open my own cafe." "Do you understand the concept of boundaries?" "Lewis?" "It's Luis." "It's irrelevant." "Do you think it's possible that I like Luis?" "Kinda seemed like you did." "Mom's home." "You look fantastic." "What's going on?" "I've decided that I'm just gonna stick around for a little while." "So, this is my place." "Well, not technically, but I love to say that." "I know." "You say it every time." "Well, it never gets old, does it?" "Um, I'm sorry." "Thought I turned this off." "It's my mom." "Again?" "Didn't she already call you once tonight?" "Well, apparently, she does this, which isn't something I ever knew about her because I didn't know anything about my mom." "But now I know she is a persistent caller." "How's it going with you guys?" "I'm not sure." "I mean, every time I'm with her," "I act like everything's fine because it's just easier that way." "But then, the more we hang out, the more everything is fine." "Kind of?" "I don't know." "It's past the point where I can tell." "Oh, crap." "Should I have picked up?" "Look, call her back." "I gotta get going anyway." "It's late." "I'll call you Tomorrow" ""It's late"?" "Ever realize cap'n Crunch's eyebrows are actually on his hat?" "That's what's weird?" "Joey, the man's been captain of a cereal for the last 40 years." "You're at my door, aren't you?" "I wasn't gonna knock unless you answered, but you answered." "And I'm pausing." "So, what's up?" "I thought you had a date tonight." "Um, technically, our 10th date." "Ten dates, Marco." "And I'm not even counting our morning coffees and occasionally lunches, nor am I including the months of flirting foreplay that took place." "I am talking about 10 getting dressed up and going out dates." "And guess when we had sex?" "When?" "Never." "Never." "Never, not once." "Not even third base." "Nada." "Nothing." "See, it surprises you because Will is a playboy, right?" "Generally speaking, absolutely." "So, why isn't he playing me?" "I am ready to go." "Rarin' to go." "And every night's the same." "I mean, just when we get to the good part, he says, "Oh, it's getting late"" "or "I have an early tennis match."" "I mean, who plays that much tennis?" "Mm-hmm." "It's a classic case of Madonna-whore." "Young Will thinks you're a nice girl." "Madonna what?" "And therefore, won't jump your bones." "Whore." "Oh." "Really?" "I'm not that nice." "This bra?" "See through." "You're right." "He's a playboy." "But compared to his usual dates, you're a Disney classic." "You just have to be more obvious with your approach." "More obvious." "All right." "All right." "And this is a message from my mother, which is a whole other drama." "I'm unpausing now." "What?" "This food." "You licked and you put..." "This is so not where I saw myself ending up tonight." "I know I should have brought those to you sooner, but I wanted to try and do the essay part on my own." "Ok." "Rewind." "When did you decide to go back to school, and why are you transferring?" "I thought you only had a semester left." "I was closer to two, but it was at a crappy state school." "I was figuring if I ever wanted to use my degree," "I should transfer to a better place." "Finishing big." "I like it." "Wait a minute." "San Diego?" "Yeah, they have a great Marine Biology program there." "It's a long shot, but, you know, what the hell?" "Dreaming big." "I like it." "But San Diego is so far away." "I mean, at least when I was at Yale," "I mean, we were in the same time zone." "You would be breaking our time zone rule." "You guys have a time zone rule?" "I'm establishing one right now." "Let's worry about that later, ok?" "Right now, I just need to apply so that I can get in somewhere." "You remember?" "Ok, I will help you get in to all of these schools except San Diego." "Even though I have always wanted to go to the sea world there." "Oh, what's this?" "Oh, whales!" "I know how to get her." "Ah, I love Free Willy." "Hey, Rose." "How was school today?" "Eh, fine." "Hey, Charlie." "Hey, Luis." "Oh!" "These for Sage?" "Yep." "Where is the master of disaster this afternoon?" "She's upstairs." "I'll just take it to her." "Oh, uh, unless you want to." "That's ok." "You're going anyway." "Um, I need a little more than "fine," Rose." "Just because I'm distracted by cute dolphins, doesn't mean I'm not listening." "No, school's good." "I still hate my third period, though." "The history of political division in Florida?" "I thought you were starting to dig it." "That's your third period?" "I know, right?" "It's so cool they get to take these kinds of classes in high school." "You gonna learn how to fight for democratic reform in Cuba?" "Yeah, I guess if it's on my syllabus, I'm gonna." "It should be." "I mean, what's more important than what's going on with our people right next door?" "Ok." "So, can you help me out with these?" "I have to go to work now, but I can come by tonight?" "Ooh, I cannot do tonight." "I got a take care of some business, if you know what I'm saying." "Unfortunately, I think I do." "Um, tomorrow, then?" "Ok, tomorrow." "Ok." "Business, huh?" "Sounds like someone wants to free Willy." "What happened?" "You were down there forever." "Oh, nothing happened." "But he did make you a smoothie." "Isn't that sweet?" "He only did it 'cause he had to." "It's an obligation smoothie." "It wasn't a love smoothie." "Love smoothies come later." "Ok, so, we need to discuss what you're going to wear down to dinner." "I'm not putting on some outfit for Luis." "This is stupid." "It's never gonna work, Rose." "Well, sure, it is." "We just have to get you two in the same room so you can talk about stuff without all the bickering." "The bickering was all we had." "Without the bickering, we're just two people who live in the same house." "Except, he doesn't actually live here." "I mean, what would we even talk about?" "I don't know how to do this." "Do what?" "Flirt with someone who works for me." "I mean, couldn't he sue?" "Ladies." "Your grandmother wanted me to remind you that it's time to decide which charity you'll be donating to this year." "Laurel's back already?" "Ugh." "She is not back, but she asked me to make sure this gets done in her absence." "I have a list of organizations here" "Oh, my god." "Wait." "Sage." "What about Cuba?" "What about it?" "Luis is Cuban." "He is?" "Yeah." "And he's really concerned about what's going on there with his people." "And if you're also concerned with what's going on, then the two of you can share your concern." "What's going on in Cuba?" "I don't know yet." "Megan will tell us." "Anyway, the point is, maybe instead of writing a check this year" "I'm sorry, but you do need to donate for tax purposes." "We'll still do the charity thing." "Only, instead of just writing a check, we can throw, like, a really awesome dinner party that Luis will plan the menu for and have to run everything by you, which means that you guys will be talking all the time." "Sorry." "Was that a really stupid idea?" "No." "Actually," "I think you just came up with kind of a genius plan." "I did, right?" "Well, I mean, I thought I did." "I just wasn't too sure." "So, a benefit dinner for Cuba." "Yep." "We'll get you the dets." "I look forward to it." "Using a party to get a guy." "It's retro, but with a twist." "I had a great time tonight." "Shh." "Hold on." "Hold on." "Oh, this is a whole thing." "I know." "What do you say we take this into the bedroom?" "Well, I think we're here." "Right." "What do you say we take this onto the bed?" "Are you ok?" "Oh, I think you're bleeding." "Ok." "Ok." "There we go." "So, what's the verdict?" "Well, I only needed one stitch, but they think I have a drinking problem." "I'm serious." "They gave me a pamphlet." "Well, I'm glad you're finally getting the help that you so desperately need." "So, what happened tonight?" "You got pretty enthusiastic with the vodka." "That was not the plan." "There was a plan?" "Well, yeah." "I thought, you know, we'd each have a few drinks, get a little loosey-goosey but I kept drinking when you kept drinking and you're much bigger than I am and all of a sudden," "I got very loose very fast." "I was trying to seduce you." "I'm sorry." "I had no idea." "I thought that you weren't ready." "You did?" "Why?" "When you picked up the phone the other night at the door" "I only did that because the ringing was distracting me." "Or the time before that when you said your stomach hurt?" "It did." "The wasabi, it was crazy." "Your colon must be made of steel." "I'm just trying to be respectful here." "Respect is for grandmas." "I wanna get naked and stuff." "Well, for future reference, you don't have to ply me with alcohol." "Should another opportunity arise," "I wanna be aware of what I'm doing." "Ok, I will keep that in mind, should another opportunity arise." "Oh, look." "Supply room." "You know what those are good for?" "Prescription drugs?" "Now you're enabling me." "That was in my pamphlet." "I was thinking privacy?" "Hey." "Oh, hey, baby." "We're in luck." "Laurel's out of town and this caviar just arrived from Russia." "Clearly, someone has to test it." "Well, I have got a surprise for you, too." "Can you meet me at the shop tomorrow afternoon?" "Having another pomade sale?" "No." "Hey, Marco." "Hey, Keith." "Ok, so Sage and I are planning this benefit luncheon and we want Luis to be in charge of the menu, for reasons that I can't really get into right now, but can you just make sure" "that he doesn't totally, like, ruin it?" "Supervise without taking any credit." "It's what I live for." "Cool!" "Second thing." "Ok." "Do either of you know what's going on in Cuba?" "Tonight?" "Never mind." "I'll ask Megan." "Do you know where she is?" "Will took her to the hospital" " a little while ago." " What?" "Would-is-is she ok?" "She'll be fine." "Just a bump on the head." "Huh." "Ok, well, I'm gonna call her parents." "I don't think that's necessary." "If somebody goes to the hospital, you call their parents." "Hey, Arthur." "It's Rose Baker." "Um, I was just calling to let you know that Megan is in the hospital for, like, this head bump-thingy?" "So, maybe, if you want to send her some flowers or a teddy bear or" "Oh!" "Ooh." "Maybe a candy gram?" "Do you ever get tired of being the Alice to all of these bratty bradys?" "I do get a little weary." "Mainly because I don't get to see" "Sam the butcher nearly enough." "You are gonna love my surprise." "Hey, Luis." "That's the first time you've said my name right since I got here." "You bump your head on something?" "Rose and I are throwing a dinner to benefit Cuba." "It's all very last minute, but obviously, very important." "It being for Cuba and all." "Ok." "And, um..." "Since Marco has other things to do, we need you to oversee the menu." "The event is on Sunday." "Are you messing with me?" "No." "Do you wanna do it?" "Yeah." "Good." "So, all the decisions need to be approved by me, so you should talk to me about everything." "Ok." "Great." "So..." "I look forward to hearing your thoughts." "Thank you." "For this opportunity." "Of course." "Hey." "Hey." "How was your shift?" "Oh, long." "Uh, you gonna go work on your applications again?" "Or do you wanna come to movies with me and Ali?" "Um, I could swing the movies." "I'm gonna wait for Megan to help me with the college stuff till tomorrow." "Well, I can help you." "Ok, forget it." "Never mind." "It's just the essay stuff." "I've written essays before, Charlie." "I graduated high school." "I know, but Megan" "Is a genius." "She's the best essay writer in the whole world." "Hey." "Come on." "You know, it wasn't that long ago you told me that you were in love with Megan." "Yeah." "But then we figured out that I wasn't really in love with her, remember?" "You were right?" "And here we are." "I mean, we live together, Mandy." "I know." "But every time you're not with me, you're with her." "No, that's not true." "Don't do this to me, ok?" "Don't make me this girl." "So, do you not want me to see Megan or something?" "No, of course not." "I would never ask you to do that." "Just try and think of how all this stuff might make me feel, that's all." "Oh, ok." "I honestly hadn't thought of it that way." "I'm sorry." "It's ok." "I gotta go meet Ali." "I guess I'm not going to the movies." "Did that really just happen?" "Well, if you have to ask, my ego is seriously wounded." "Oh, my god!" "Uh, your dad got a message that you were in the hospital, and he's giving a tour, so I came down." "But it looks like you're fine." "Oh, I am." "I can't believe that you would come down here." "This is so..." "I'm sorry." "Mom, this is Will." "Will, this is my mom Shelby." "Shelby." "So nice to meet you." "We were just looking for some gauze." "And we found it." "Uh, plenty of it in there." "If you need any gauze." "Wow." "Didn't this used to be Abbott's Bagel shop?" "Yep." "Mm-hmm." "Finally went out of business." "Isn't that great?" "Mmm." "Your neighborhood's now carb-free." "Is that my surprise?" "'Cause I took the whole day off for this." "No, silly." "No, this is your surprise." "And it's the perfect space for your cafe." "Right next door to my salon." "How great is that?" "You could put a chaise right here." "Perfect spot for lounging." "Better yet, a piano." "You can play during breaks." "Have you left anything for me to plan?" "No." "Well, you've been talking about opening your own place for so long, now it can finally happen." "So, what do you think?" "I think it's lovely." "Almost as lovely as you." "So, I talked to Emilia Fanjul, and she says that the children of Cuban immigrants have, like, a really tough time adjusting to this country." "Well, that's why she started her school." "So, anyway, I was thinking that we could basically say we're raising our funds specifically for those kids." "Yeah, maybe we can find one to come talk at the event." "Already on it." "Worst case scenario," "Emilia said that she could ask the head of her foundation to speak at it." "He's, like, all knowledgeable on the subject." "Sounds good." "And I think our pool house works great." "There's definitely enough room for all the tables." "Yeah." "Agreed." "Location, check." "Oh!" "Have you talked to Luis about the menu yet?" "Not yet." "Sage!" "We-you're missing the whole point here." "You're supposed to be talking to him about appetizers and democratic reform and-and saving the Cuban children." "Ok." "I'll do It tonight." "God!" "This whole hostessing thing is really making you hulk out." "Rami:" "Rose." "Mrs. Bennington to see you." "Oh!" "Hi, Mrs. Bennington." "What is all this about?" "Oh, good." "You got the invitation." "I'm so glad I decided to go with the hand deliveries." "We didn't really have much of a choice" "'Cause we had to be super speedy, but aren't those really classy?" "Don't play coy with me, young lady." "You know full well Cuba is my territory." "Every year, I host a dinner the first week of October." "Well, I'm sorry." "Taking on the role of benefactress isn't like throwing on one of your ridiculous little dresses." "Many of us spend months preparing for our event." "Really?" "Because I've been doing this, like, two days and we're pretty much good to go." "You know what?" "You should hire our publicist." "She so rocks." "This devil-may-care attitude of yours represents everything that is wrong with your generation." "Wha-well, does that mean that you're not coming?" "I thought that we'd walk the guests through classic Cuban cuisine on a gourmet level." "Fantastic." "Yeah, um, we start with empanadas done with a slow-braised duck, then we'd serve my version of beans and rice with fava beans and a chardonnay reduction" "Uh, beans and rice?" "These people are paying $10,000 a table." "What?" "That's insane." "No, it's charity." "Look, I thought that this was a good way to go with the menu." "But if you don't think that this is enough for these people," "I guess I could change it." "Well, don't you have any other ideas?" "Not at the moment." "Seriously?" "Which means, of course, that I trust your judgment." "What?" "Make whatever you want." "I just really want this to be great." "As you know," "I care a great deal for the Cuban cause." "Ok." "Yeah." "But I think that's enough for right now." "I'm glad we had this talk." "Good job." "Um, carry on." "Knock knock." "Hey." "I wanted to see how you were feeling." "Uh, I'm fine." "Well, I can't stay." "I Gotta get back to the boat." "Did your dad tell you that we are giving our tours together?" "Ha!" "And they love us." "Good." "Um, well, that's good." "I brought you some soup." "I know that it's more for colds than concussions, but who doesn't love a good chicken noodle, right?" "Oh, thanks." "That's really sweet." "Except that I'm allergic to carrots." "You are?" "Yep." "I have been forever." "Ooh, somebody loves you." "Yeah, well, Rose got a little carried away." "You mean these aren't from that hot guy you were shtuppin' in the supply closet last night?" "Oh, that's not" "Uh, well, yeah, that is what we were doing, but not in such a crude way." "He's my boyfriend, so we're allowed to do stuff like that." "Allowed?" "It's what you should be doin'." "That's what being young and carefree's all about." "We're not carefree." "We're serious." "We're-um, we're actually- we're a very serious couple." "Honey, serious couples don't boink each other's brains out in supply closets." "Ok." "Wow." "When you say it like that, it sounds like something I do not want to talk to my mom about." "Oh, come on." "There's no reason to be shy." "Hey." "I have had my fair share of guys." "Wow." "Ok." "Another thing that I don't want to talk to my mom about." "I've known guys just like Will." "They're charming and attractive and they have those killer torsos to distract you from all that crap they're pulling, and he has got playboy written all over him." "Will's not a playboy." "He's a gentleman." "He's a... smart and kind, generous... sports photographer." "Ok, whatever you say." "But just be careful, honey, 'cause guys like that tend to break your heart." "You feel better." "Megan?" "You can kiss Marco's breakfast buns good-bye." "He's movin' up." "Hey, what?" "Everybody, keep it down." "nothing's official." "You know, you're gonna have to start putting this out into the universe." "Not before I talk to Laurel." "Ok, wait." "What's going on?" "Because you cannot just joke about taking away someone's morning pastry." "The space next to Keith's salon opened up." "It might be perfect for my cafe." "Don't worry your pretty little muffin top, sweetie." "It's all very early stages." "Well, worry a little bit." "And that space is not gonna be available forever." "You're gonna have to jump on it." "I know, I know." "See how much he cares about you and your future?" "That is so sweet." "See?" "This must be what it's like to be in a relationship where one person's really invested in the other." "Ok." "I think this just stopped being about us." "Call me later." "Thank you." "Bye." "Bye." "What happened?" "He is so cute." "I love you guys together." "Wait." "Are you really leaving?" "Less me, more you." "I missed all day yesterday." "Talk." "Um, ok." "Well, uh, I sustained a head injury" "Trying to whore it up, as per your instructions." "And as a head trauma victim," "I thought it would be appropriate to have supply room sex with Will." "McTrashy, that's so grey's of you." "Oh, and to top it off," "I think my mom was right." "Yeah, a mother who has no right to be right about anything hit the nail on the head." "Oh, I should have stayed on my Madonna track." "Madonna's get married." "Whores get... screwed." "Try to keep up, honey." "Madonna's getting divorced." "Yeah, well, someone wanted to marry her twice." "And she wrote a children's book." "There is one virtuous woman." "Hey." "Charlie." "Yay!" "Let's apply to some colleges." "You can stop me from having sex in inappropriate places." "Glad to be of service." "Ok, I took the liberty of pulling some books from the library." "This one is my favorite." "I used it to get into Yale." "It's got the best- Awesome." "Um, maybe I should take it to go." "I thought you wanted me to help you with this." "Yeah, I know." "But Mandy got a little weird about it." "Apparently, she's not that psyched about my best friend being a girl." "Are you serious?" "Has she seen herself?" "Girl's got nothing to worry about." "I told her that." "But she wasn't buying it." "I probably should get going." "Ok, well, at least take my essays, and don't laugh because I made up some stuff." "And I also came up with some cool back story for yours, too." "I made some notes." "Thanks." "You know, Mandy's working right now." "Oh?" "Yeah." "And she won't be home till late." "It just seems stupid to rush out." "I mean, I'm here." "Are you sure?" "I don't want you to get into trouble." "Yeah." "I mean, she'll understand, right?" "I mean, you're helping me apply to schools." "It's kind of a big deal." "Ok, then I'm pourin'." "Cucumber water." "Oh!" "This is a disaster." "Did you know that everybody in this town hates each other?" "Um, yeah." "It's Palm Beach, not the freakin' Midwest." "Well, I had no idea." "And the Reeses refuse to sit next to the Lynns, and the Lynns only want to sit next to the Gershmans, who haven't officially R.S.V.P.'d because if the Gatys show up, they won't." "Fine." "Let's just cancel." "What?" "Things with Luis were better before." "I knew how to do the whole banter thing." "And now, it's all formal and weird." "And it's stressing me out." "Can we just ditch the party?" "And prove Mrs. Bennington right?" "Not happening." "Plus, Laurel will kill me if I went through her rolodex for nothing." "Ok, this luncheon, it has to be perfect." "Mrs. Who?" "You can't quit on me now, ok?" "I've got way too many problems." "Like flowers aren't here, my entertainment isn't confirmed, and my speaker has the flu." "What is this about me being at the pool house tomorrow?" "Megan, just say yes, ok?" "I need to fill these seats, and I can't take any more problems." "Ok, ok." "Yes." "But I am not paying this much for a ticket." "I mean, what are you guys serving?" "Diamond lobster?" "Ask Sage." "Do not ask me." "I can't deal with the menu right now." "What's going on with you two?" "Megan, your mother is downstairs." "Perfect." "Did you ask how she plans on mentally screwing me today?" "Must have slipped my mind." "Hmm." "Ok." "Uh, count me in plus one for tomorrow." "Oh, cocktail attire." "Hey." "Hey!" "What's this?" "I was just at the mall and I saw the cutest dress and I just had to grab it for you." "Thanks." "So, what's up?" "I was wondering if you would come for lunch tomorrow." "Your dad and I are having an impromptu barbecue and we thought you might want to come by." "Oh, uh, I can't." "The girls are doing this charity luncheon and Will and I have to go to it." "Oh, that sounds like fun." "How are things going with Will?" "We're fine." "Somebody's got it bad." "Look at how touchy you are." "I'm not touchy." "I just don't feel like hearing your opinion about my boyfriend that you don't even know." "Well, calm down, honey." "I was just looking out for you." "You were looking out for me?" "Now you're looking out for me?" "When I was seven, I was the only person in the household who could figure out how to make dinner, but now you're looking out for me?" "Megan, honey- No!" "I'm serious." "You can't just walk in here and buy me a dress and ask about my boyfriend and act like everything's ok." "Ok." "Look, I figured that things would be tense with us at the beginning, but, I don't know, you seemed fine" ""Seemed" being the operative word, because I'm not fine." "Being forced to grow up without a mom is not fine." "Spending every second of my childhood trying to hold together this disaster of a family?" "That's not fine." "Did you ever think that I was trying to do you a favor?" "Oh, please." "I was a mess." "And you don't have to tell me what a horrible mother I was, 'cause I felt it every day." "I was just a kid myself and I didn't even know what to do with you girls." "Everybody says that motherhood comes naturally to you the minute that you look into your baby's face." "Well..." "I saw you and I panicked." "Thanks." "No." "You know what I mean." "No, I don't know what you mean." "Look, I would get if you freaked out or went to therapy." "Or-or went on a bender or had a lost weekend or two, but you walked away and you never looked back." "and that might have been one of the best decisions that I ever made, because look at what an amazing person you turned out to be." "Amazing person?" "I'm a complete stress case." "Only recently did dad peel himself off the floor." "And the jury is still out on Lily, and you... you think you did us a favor?" "No, I" "I'm sorry." "I am 1,000 times sorry." "And I wish that I could take away all the hurt that I caused you all." "But I am here now." "And I'm trying to make things better now." "Doesn't that count for something?" "No." "You don't get to... skip the hard part to get to the good stuff." "Can't just come here... and buy me a dress and expect me to magically forgive you, because I can't." "So, no more shopping trips, no more popping by, no more unsolicited advice about my boyfriend, because you don't know me." "And I don't want to know you." "Hi!" "Everything good here?" "Please tell me it's perfect." "Everything is perfect." "Uh, what exactly are we celebrating?" "It's not a celebration, Will." "This is for Cuba." "It's very serious." "Rose, a word." "Oh, good afternoon, Mrs. Bennington." "I'm so glad you could make it." "I certainly hope you're providing an alternative main course." "My husband's deadly allergic to shellfish." "Of course." "What's the situation with the menu?" "How would I know that?" "A seasoned benefactress knows her guests, Miss Baker." "Sage, perhaps you could go speak to Luis about how we're progressing on the alternative course?" "Um, we have a situation with one of our guests." "Apparently, shellfish will make him die, which, judging by his wife, would probably be a blessing." "I guess we need an alternate lunch for him." "What?" "!" "Actually, you're gonna need enough for all the guests." "If they catch wind that one person has a choice of entrees, they'll all want in." "Why didn't you tell me this before?" "I didn't know." "Ok." "I think I have some portobellos" "I can work with." "This is..." "Great." "Now he totally hates me." "Now aren't you grateful that your days at Les Anges are numbered?" "Speaking of, did you call the landlord yet?" "No, not yet." "Marco, you're running out of time." "I know." "But I really need to help Luis right now." "This is a lot for him to handle by himself." "You still thinking about that fight you had with your mom, huh?" "It's crazy." "I mean, even though she left when I was seven and basically ruined my life," "I keep replaying that fight over in my head, thinking I was too mean." "What's wrong with me?" "Nothing." "Of course you feel bad." "I mean, even if you were faking it these last two weeks, you two were really getting somewhere." "Then this happens, it probably feels like you've lost her all over again." "Exactly." "The upside is that you look really pretty in that dress." "My mom got me this dress." "We so need therapy." "Hey." "How are the applications going?" "You almost done?" "Yep, just spellchecking now." "Thank god." "It's taken you long enough." "Weren't you working on that all day yesterday?" "Yeah." "Pretty much." "Where were you, anyways?" "I tried calling the house a few times and you didn't answer." "Were you at the library again?" "Yeah." "Library." "Really?" "Librarian give you this?" "Were you going through my stuff?" "I was looking for my cell phone." "I love how you're trying to make me the bad guy here." "No, there are no bad guys here." "Yes, I went to see Megan yesterday." "But only to tell her I couldn't work with her." "And you told her about our conversation?" "Oh, my god." "No." "I" " I just told her I didn't need her help anymore." "But then, I was there and she had done all this work and I just figured it was stupid to just leave, so." "I mean, that's all." "If that's all, then why did you feel the need to lie to me just now?" "I don't know." "Maybe because you're freaking me out." "Well, you know, it wasn't exactly easy for me to tell you that I was feeling a little jealous, but I thought that you, at least, got it." "Obviously, you don't." "You're blowing this out of proportion." "Because I can't trust you." "This is insane." "I" " I gotta get out of here." "Yeah, tell Megan I say "hi."" "Great." "My speaker is officially not coming." "Oh, this is a nightmare." "Calm down." "Do not tell me to calm down, ok?" "You've been hiding from Luis ever since that shellfish thing." "Oh!" "Look, no one gives a crap about the speaker, so just move up the entertainment." "Ok." "Yeah, that's a good idea." "I would like to thank the Baker twins for throwing such a sweet little luncheon for us." "I know that the Cuban refugee cause is as dear to their hearts as it is to mine." "And I would like to offer them the opportunity to personally tell us more about their involvement." "Would you mind sharing, Sage?" "Rose?" "Uh, thank you, Mrs. Bennington." "Yes, uh, my sister and I have been following Cuba for quite some time." "Um, and not just 'cause they're next door, which is convenient." "Uh, but also because... we think that the Cuban people, uh, should, uh... we think that they should, um..." "Well, we think that the Cuban people should continue to receive asylum in the united states and are free to pursue the life that they want to live free from the Castro regime." "Since the Cuban revolution in 1959," "Florida has represented hope and freedom for Cuban immigrants." "That's why we hope that our scholarship program will benefit the children." "Luis did great, huh?" "And now you don't have to feel guilty about leaving Laurel." "He can jump right in." "Unless, of course, you're not leaving her." "Oh, stop it." "I saw an empty cafe space." "That doesn't automatically translate into my giving my two weeks notice." "Why not?" "Marco, you have been talking about wanting to open your own place for years and now we finally found a place" "Look, the place is cute, but it's not perfect." "And at this point, I'm" "I don't want to settle for anything less." "You know, I should have known you'd never go for it." "Of course, you're not ready to open a cafe." "You're not ready to commit to anything." "What is that supposed to mean?" "When are you going to give yourself the life you deserve?" "You know, the life we deserve?" "How did this become about us?" "Well, of" "Of course, it's about us." "Well, you know that I want more, but you're always saying that you can't commit until your life gets to a certain point, or, you know, you feel better about it." "And then, you're offered a chance to change your life and- and you're turning it down." "I mean..." "How am I supposed to read that?" "Stop trying to read into it and accept it for what it is." "My dream." "Not yours." "Not ours." "So, you don't get to choose where the piano goes because I don't want a damn piano." "You know, I've been waiting a long time, too." "And you and I aren't perfect, either." "Maybe I don't want to settle." "Ok, everyone." "Hi." "Um, I am proud to present the Palm Beach synchronized swimmers here to tell the tale of the Cubans' journey to our homeland." "Enjoy!" "Oh, my god." "They have a raft." "What are you doing working?" "I thought you were leaving us for bigger and better things." "First of all, there are few things bigger than this kitchen." "And as for the cafe," "I don't think that's happening anymore." "Oh, no?" "Why not?" "Just wasn't everything I needed it to be." "And apparently, I wasn't everything Keith needed me to be." "So it all comes full circle." "Wait, what are you talking about?" "We broke up." "Ohh." "Oh, Marco, I'm so sorry." "What happened?" "We were having different fights." "I thought we were fighting about a cafe, and he thought we were fighting about the future of our entire relationship." "How did it spiral into that?" "We should have had his fight months ago." "Back then it would have been small and manageable, and we would have made up." "Yeah." "Things get a little hot when you leave them in the pressure cooker." "You're speaking kitchen." "Cute." "Well, can't you just make up now?" "Eh, I think we said too much." "And I should have fought harder to make him stay." "It's too late now." "Shelby, on voice mail:" "Hey, it's Shelby." "Leave a message." "Hey, mom." "It's, um, it's me, Megan." "I don't want to say all of this on your voicemail, but I have to say something." "I've been thinking about our fight a lot." "It was probably a little much." "Maybe we could work stuff out in smaller doses." "I can't exactly apologize for the things I said because I needed to say it, but I..." "I didn't want that to be it for us." "So maybe you could call me back and we could figure out, you know, where to take things from here." "Ok, well, bye." "Hey." "Some party, huh?" "Never thought I'd witness the plight of the Cuban refugees as told by a synchronized swim team." "But I guess there's a first for everything." "With Rose and Sage, absolutely." "Speaking of which, this is a first." "First real relationship, first time that I've ever felt this way." "And I think that matters more than any of the other stuff." "Even more than doing it on a plane?" "Well, I've never done that." "It seems unsanitary." "I agree." "And where do all the legs go?" "Bed makes much more sense." "Yeah." "Why's everyone always trying to out do the bed?" "I'm not sure." "So why were you gung-ho to throw a dinner benefiting the Cubans when you know nothing about it?" "You know what, whatever." "I was just trying to do something nice for your people." "Sorry I'm not an expert on the subject." "My people?" "What, chefs?" "Hello." "Cubans." "I'm stupid." "Are you happy?" "No." "And I'm not Cuban either." "What?" "My dad's from Argentina and my mom's from Connecticut." "So why are you going around impersonating a totally different nationality?" "That is so inappropriate." "I never said I was Cuban." "You just assumed." "Way more inappropriate." "Then why did you think I was all up in the Cuban cause?" "Oh, I don't know." "You wanted something to do with your billions." "No, idiot." "It's because I liked you." "Shut up." "I don't like you." "Usually when you like someone, you ask them out to the movies, you compliment them." "You don't throw a $10,000 table event and boss them around for three days." "Well, I've never liked someone this much, so how would I know that?" "You really like me that much, hmm?" "You know what, sorry I even said anything." "Why don't you go wash some pots?" "You know what your problem is?" "Currently you." "You should have just told me you liked me." "I don't." "That was much better than being pressed up against a bedpan." "Absolutely." "But if you did want to put on a nurse's outfit," "I would not object." "Ooh, blocked caller." "Do not answer." "Uh, no, it could be my mom." "I left her this long message." "We were supposed to talk." "Hello?" "Yeah." "Ok." "Gotcha." "Mm-hmm." "Of course." "Everything ok?" "That was Lily." "Apparently she's in jail." "Revised and edited by ju.vianna"