Billion Dollar Bluff

Just wanted to be a better person.

This is Mylar, my favorite brand.

The color is Watch Me.

You see how the hint of blue distracts from my tired eyes?

Folks, this is literally the cure for jet lag.

Paris was amazing, though. Totally worth the red eye.

But seriously, I'm so glad to be back home in Atlanta.

Chloe Clifton's party tonight is going to be next level.

Let me know which dress I should wear.

The Roche fort or the Oscar.

Love, peace and all things pretty.

I'm home!

Hey, you! Yes, I see you.

Come over here, you little munchkin.

That's my sweet boy. Come to mommy, baby.

Biggie. There's my baby.

Oh, I missed you. Hi...

- Done in my room? - You bet.

- All finished upstairs? - Uh-huh.

Bedroom's done. Everything's back in its place.

Thank you, sweetheart.

Mm.

That Chihuahua sure knows how to shed.

Oh, don't I know it.

Well, that's fancy.

- Oh, this? It's a dupe. - A dupe?

A worthless knockoff that you have to look at

super closely to spot the tiny differences.

How can you tell?

How many stitches does it have?

- Seven. - Mm-hm.

Now, an authentic Duvalier bag has eight,

so that the quilting doesn't puff.

Anything less than eight is a dupe.

- Mm. Looks so real. - Right?

- Mom? - Mm-hm?

- Are you okay? - Mm-hm!

- I'm good. - No, come sit.

- No, I'm fine. I'm fine! - Sit!

- I'm fine. - Just sit!

- Okay, if you're fine, sit. - I will, Susie.

- Better? - Will be in a minute.

- I-I should drive you home. - You have your friend's party.

- I can go after. - Would you stop fussin'?

I can drive myself. I'm fine.

Mom, the whole reason why you even have back pain

is 'cause you work too hard.

I really wish you would take a break.

I can't afford to.

Good thing that I'm working on a plan so you can.

Susie, I know you got big dreams.

They're not dreams, mom.

Livin' like you're on "MTV Crib... ".

- Drinking crystal like... - Okay, mom.

- Puff Daddy. - Please, mom.

I don't need all those fancy things.

As long as I got you, I'm happy.

Just don't get why you won't

at least talk to my father.

Now why do you always gotta bring up your father?

If you introduced me, I could call...

Suzanne Marie Jones.

I worked in hotels for years.

Busting my rump so I could provide for you.

I worked my way up, and now I got my own business.

Housekeeping is honest work.

And I don't need anybody's help.

- Do you understand? - But, mom...

Now take your fancy dupe and get going.

Are you going to be late for your party?

- Are you sure that I can't... - Have a good time.

Suzanne...

Yes, mama?

You look wonderful.

Thanks, mom. I love you.

Mm.

- Name? - Sasha.

Sasha Joy.

You may have heard of me, and my father's

kind of a big deal.

If you want to check out my FlickMo page.

No cell phones at the party.

Oh, yeah, of course.

Photos of these things are a big no-no.

I don't see your name on the list here.

Right. So you don't want me calling my father right now?

He's kind of in the middle of a major acquisition

of a company so big that let's just say,

if all goes according to plan, he's gonna own Tyrone Fisk.

And so if I take the role, they'll have me go to calm

and, you know awards seasons.

One thing after the other,

and I just don't know if I'll have time for that.

C'est la vie.

Dahlia Spencer.

Oh, my goodness. I loved you in "Hot Pursuit."

Between you and I, I'm hearing awards buzz

in all of my circles.

- Stop. Really? - Yes.

We should do brunch sometime.

DM me on FlickMo @TherealSashaJoy.

- For sure. I'll ping you. - Perfect.

- Ciao, Sasha. - Ciao.

Excuse me. Hi.

- Have you seen Harold Clifton? - Suzanne!

- Oh, my God. - Hey.

H-how are you?

- I'm sorry, do I know you? - Okay, give me a break, Susie.

Does Trina know that you're here?

L-O-L. I think you have me mistaken.

- I'm Sasha. Sasha joy. - Wha...

- It was so nice to meet you. - Suzanne, I...

Thank you.

What are you doing? Stop.

- We need to talk. - What are you doing?

I'm working. What are you doing?

Here to see Harold Clifton.

- Oh, as in Clifton Hotels? - Obviously. Yeah.

It's Chloe's dad, and that's whose party this is.

So, what, you and Chloe Clifton are friends now or something?

Yeah, actually. We're practically sisters.

Mm-hm.

What?

You... You're sisters?

You look like you're playing dress-up

for your fake ass FlickMo page.

It's not fake, Anna.

Oh, really? So your daddy's really a billionaire?

- Yeah, maybe he is. - You are delusional.

Yeah, well, you have whipped cream on your shirt.

Okay.

Does your mom know about all this?

Don't talk about my, mom.

Um, how is she?

I miss her, you know.

I miss you-you as well.

Right. Well, thank you so much for that information.

Be sure to have your people call my people, okay?

Oh, wow.

Correction. I miss who you used to be.

You were kind, hilarious, you were genuine.

Now you're just... another jerk

obsessed with her fake FlickMo image.

Oh, well, you are walking around with a fake ass smile

on your face for what, $15 an hour?

Tsk. Tell me which is worse.

You know, one of these days, Suzanne, your lies

are gonna catch up with you.

Thanks for the tip.

I'll see you. See you, darlings.

Chloe Clifton.

So sorry, do I know you?

I'm your sis... I'm Sasha. Sasha joy.

Pleasure.

So nice to meet you in real life.

Oh, well, I hope you're enjoying yourself.

- Yeah. Good party. - Thank you.

Diamondback turtles are actually my favorite.

Oh, well, it's supposed to bring awareness

to the damage that fishing boats inflict

on our precious oceans.

But, well, I think people are just here for the cocktails.

Well, it's so inspiring.

Thank you. Are you into advocacy yourself?

Yeah, um, I-I just actually donated a hefty junk

exchange to the, um...

Um... The, the...

What was it called for oil spills?

- Surf Riders For Oils? - Yes.

- Oh, my God. - The oil spills!

So, are your parents in oil?

Um, yeah, uh, well, my mom and I, we, uh, we clean out

oil and spills all the time. Yeah.

Well... Good for you, darling.

I-is dad here? Is your dad here?

My dad?

Yeah. I would love to meet him.

Uh, no, he hardly ever comes

to my fund raises, unfortunately. But...

Oh, no. How sad.

Um... well, do you know anything about his, um, search

for brand ambassador?

Is that what you're looking for?

Yeah. I mean, I, um, have almost a million followers

on FlickMo and growing, so my reach is pretty fast.

Mm-hm. Congratulations.

But I must warn you that my father

is a bit of an antique.

Oh, my gosh.

Well, we-we love antiques.

Vintage, right?

I'm sure. I'm sure. But what I really mean

is that he doesn't get FlickMo.

- Okay. - Yeah, I mean, his team

advised him to only really work

with influencers with five million followers or more.

Five million?

It's archaic, believe me.

But, um, I mean, you only have one million, and I'm so sorry.

I... We can maybe do dinner or something then...