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Which way?
It's down that path,
you get to the ocean, can't miss it.
I'll come with you.
It's not far at all.
- Keep going? - Yeah.
It's just further up here.
Right down that way, right up here to the left.
Just around the bend.
Yep, right down there.
Isn't that beautiful?
Right there, can't miss it, right to the right.
That's the house right there, you see it?
Honey, hurry up, we're gonna be late.
Hey Mom, guess what? I found it.
What?
I found the decorations.
They were in the attic, behind all the Christmas stuff.
You just had to look for it, though.
Thank you, sweetie.
All right.
Try it, what do you think?
- What do you think, good? - It's really good, yeah.
I hope they like it.
Look at the time, we've got to go.
Morning, everything okay?
Well, the delivery truck was 30 minutes late and I have
to get her to school or she's gonna miss first period.
I am parked behind you but I can take her.
Can I drive?
No.
Come on.
- Zoink! - Bye, Mom.
- Love you. - I love you, bye.
Have a good day.
Sal, thank you.
I love D.C. Conway, turn it up.
Do you sing at school?
Sal, I'm trying to make friends, not lose them.
I know, but you're good.
No.
I'm just saying.
Thanks for the ride.
- Hey. - Hey.
Five hundred bucks to go.
You're so close.
How long is that going to take?
Three more weeks at Lucio's Pizza,
two extra weekend shifts,
and next month, I can drive you to school.
I like walking most days, it's not far.
No self-respecting senior walks to school.
You can bet Christa never walks.
I wish I was like her... popular, beautiful.
You've got way more to offer than her.
- You're kind, smart... - And a loser.
No, you've got brains and beauty and a big voice.
When you sing, that is.
You're so biased, Mason, but I love it.
Wow, Michelle, those look good.
Yeah, wanted to try something new... peach apple prosciutto.
Hello, this is Mike.
Hi, can I speak with Accounts?
- Outstanding invoices. - May I tell them who's calling?
This is LA All-Star Catering.
You mind holding?
Sure, I'll hold.
Hey, do you think that Blake's got a couple of, like,
hidden tattoos somewhere that she's not telling us about?
- What? - Well, I mean,
she's, like, the most well-behaved teen ever,
so I figure there's gotta be something she's keeping from us.
I am only joking.
But it did get me thinking, you have done
such a good job raising her.
Especially on your own.
Can you believe it's been nearly 10 years since Ryan died?
Well, as Supermom, I was thinking maybe
you can just over for this little one and then I'll
come back in say, like, 18 years for all the fun.
Hi, Sherry says the check's in the mail.
That's absolutely fine, we can accept
a three week late payment,
but there's going to be a 5 percent late payment charge.
I understand.
I'll check our account later.
- All right, thanks. - Thank you.
Well-played.
You know.
Okay.
Okay, um, so this is
a little song that I wrote.
I hope you like it.
I hope you like it.
Good morning, class.
I've got your tests from yesterday.
Some of you did okay,
and some of you need to study a little bit more.
Here you are, Christa.
I'll get it.
Lauren...
- There you go. - Brad.
Mandy.
Nerd.
Okay, everybody, let's settle down.
Do you need to get that?
It can wait.
Maybe I should.
Mason missing you already?
- Um... - What is it, honey?
My video... I recorded a song.
Mason must have posted it
on everyone's social media at school.
Even Christa's, this is so embarrassing.
Let me see.
Honey, these comments...
"I didn't even know you could sing."
"Babe, your voice is," skip that word, "amazing."
This is so exciting.
Can I...?
Yes, go ahead.
I'll finish your ice cream.
No, you won't.
My God!
What did you do, Mason?
You can't be mad at me, it was pretty good?
I told you I wasn't biased.
Hey, Blake.
See? Now who's the most popular nerd in school?
Mom, Mom, I got a message from a talent agent.
"Hi, do you have representation yet?
Would love to meet with you tomorrow."
- An agent? - Someone called Rachel Reeves?
Please, it's just a meeting, please, please, please?
Let me be perfectly honest with you, Michelle.
She's a natural star.
- You think so? - Yes, with a bit
of guidance, molding... That's where I come in...
She's the perfect age to make it as a singer.
After college.
Blake is a smart girl.
Don't you believe she's got something special?
Sure, she's gifted,
I know that.
I just don't think she should limit herself
to just singing at this point.
Of course, and I respect her studies.
But a career doesn't happen overnight,
it takes time.
So first, we work around school.
But if I'm right, her future will be decided
for her very shortly.
What kind of work is involved, exactly?
Okay, what I do
is I shape my artists to get them industry-ready.
That's their image, their publicity,
getting people talking about them.
I invest a lot of my own time and money,
and then I get a cut of the checks when they come in.
Okay, okay.
Okay okay, all right.
So tomorrow is the Tracks party,
it's a young people's mentor program where
the bigwigs get to meet the hot new things.
- And I've already sent a clip... - You know what, I'm sorry,
I've got an event tomorrow, so.
That's okay, you don't have to be there.
I'll pick her up, drop her home.
I am very protective of my girls.
Please, Mom, I really want this.
Okay, here we go.
Everyone's so pretty.
All I see is them looking at you.
D.C.!
- Hey. - You look well.
- Thank you. - This is who
I've been raving about.
Blake, I saw your video,
and I love your voice.
Excuse me, I gotta grab Ludo, he never answers my emails.
See you in a bit.
Neither do I.
Dan Charles Conway.
But everybody calls me D.C.
I know who you are, I listen to all your songs.
Really? A young fan?
I'm... I'm surprised,
my critics say you don't exist.
Tonight, Blake, you and I,
we proved them wrong, didn't we?
- Yup. - Yeah.
Tell me, Blake, what are we going to do with you next?
Photo, photo, we need to get a photo.
We just need to get somebody to take the photo.
Would you take a photo for us?
Of course.
Ready... three, two, one.
As we agreed, it's all there.
My girlfriend's going to love it, thank you.
You're welcome.
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