Up All Night

- Did I make it home in time for bed? - Well, you missed it by half an hour,

but we had an awesome day.

You look great.

Wow. Not as great as this.

What's goin' on?

Eh, just a little homemade gnocchi is all.

Ooh.

Yeah, I-I purchased a gnocchi paddle...

- Mm. - It's kind of a maiden voyage.

Oh, my God. That is so good.

It's pissing me off.

- Oh. - Damn you, gnocchi, you bitch.

It's ricotta-based, n-not potato.

It's...I was on Gwyneth Paltrow's website.

She kind of walked me through it.

- Oh. - Oh, also...

- If the mood strikes us... - Mm-hmm.

We can also take a night flight...

To Cuba.

- Uh! - Ooh.

I've been studying Latin dance

and discovered that it is much too difficult.

Well, I will join you

in this forbidden dance, but first...

Let me slip into something more comfor-table.

Gracias, señorita.

Yeah, you know, actually maintaining romance

in a relationship is very, very important.

At least, that's what Gwyneth says.

As tweeted from the London spice market.

All right, let's eat.

- Hey. You are... comfortable. - Comfor-table.

You know, they...They say the key to rolling it

is to find, like, a relaxed place...

Mm. Oh, my God. You are so good at making this.

Oh, you know what? I have to put some, uh,

- I got some shaved parmesan... - Mm. Doesn't need cheese.

No, I don't need any parmesan.

Okay, well, you know, one at time is the...Oh.

Oh, jeez. Yikes.

You know what? Maybe you wanna just go and put on the, um...

You know, that see-throughy sweater you used to always wear.

- See, that's a nice one. - Well, no, actually,

this stain matches all the spit-up stains on this one,

so it's okay.

I love you, honey.

- I-I love you. - Mm.

Hey, can I ask you somethin'?

Only if it's personal, bro.

I feel like lately, while... While still awesome,

Reagan hasn't been exactly...

Delivering on the sexiness front the way she used to, you know?

Mas, por favor.

It's like, she goes to work all

super-smokin' hot business lady. But when she comes home,

it's straight into maternity jeans.

- With the elastic waist. - Y-yeah.

And while the baby's gone,

there's, like, this saggy, denim pouch

where a baby used to be,

and now, I...

And I can't say anything.

- No, you cannot! - Right.

So it's hopeless.

No, you can lead by example.

You can't ask for it,

but if you put sexy out there,

maybe it'll put her in the mood to respond.

I feel like I'm putting sexy out there.

Yeah?

I made gnocchi the other night.

Oh, so you boiled balls of potato

and expect that tasty slice to slap on some latex thigh highs?

They were ricotta-based, but that was Gwyneth.

Listen, after the baby, my wife and I were living

in a sweatpants purgatory.

I got us out.

I can help you.

Do you want me to help you?

Yeah, totally. Yes.

Okay. But first, Henry and I

are gonna do a couple sets on the bouncy frog.

Okay.

Let's go, bro.

Buenos dias, señoras. Como estan ustedes hoy?

Are you kidding me with the Spanish?

How awesome is he?

One more time for Dr. Deon!

Dr. Deon's book, the hip-hop heart,

is available now on kindle.

Like I tell my audience,

"there's no beat more important than the heartbeat."

- Oh, no. - What's wrong?

Oh. Benjamin "B-ro" Roth,

who was Ava's ex-fiance/ crappy boy-band member,

is getting married.

I didn't know Ava had a fiance.

Yeah, well. It didn't end well.

It was the classic boy meets girl,

boy embezzles girl's life savings,

girl torches boy's tour bus while screaming,

"is your ho in there? I smell burnt ho."

She's so assertive.

I wish I had her strength.

Oh, God, I hope she doesn't have her phone.

Extremely valuable. 30 minutes a day.

That's all it takes to reduce your risk of stroke by 20%.

She has her phone.

We're gonna take a quick break.

Brace yourself.

Ava always spins out of control over B-ro.

Here we go.

This show is out of control!

Honey? Honey, you know what?

That's...That's actually... you can't...

Okay. Okay.

Ava. Ava, it's bolted down.

You're gonna hurt yourself.

I would...I would take my hands off of that right now.

Okay. Well, you wanna-- Ava. Ava?

Okay. Okay.

- More! - You know what? You know what?

- More! More! - I'm gonna just do it for you.

- Stand back. Stand back. - More.

Let's just do it calmly.

Let's just do it nice and calmly.

There it goes. It breaks.

Okay. All better. Back to work.

Okay. They...God, they're so high on your waist.

Turn around. Turn around.

And there's this plateau that covers your whole backside.

And I don't even know what this bubble in the seat is.

Are you kidding? The bubble is--

the bubble was in a different spot bef...

What the hell have I been doing?

Why would Reagan wanna dress up for me?

N-no. Don't shame-spiral.

We're fixing this.

Let's talk tops.

How do you feel about your chest?

I don't know. I feel pretty good about it, I guess.

Well, I don't know how to feel about it.

Your shirt's so bulky and uncertain.

I look at your chest, and I see a big question mark.

All right. Let's assess your underwear.

Right now?

Let's assess your underwear.

Drop your drawers.

Oh, my God.

Not even laundry day.

Dude, you can do so much better.

Here, check this out.

They're Swedish.

Made by Bjorn Borg.

The tennis player makes underwear?

No, the underwear-maker played tennis.

Oh, while we're at it...

You know about "the flex," right?

N-no. Not at all.

You're about to know about it right now.

Are you kiddin'? Look at that!

Look at the lift you get.

It's, like, 40% more butt.

I don't like to put a number on it,

but that's probably about right.

Thank you so much, man.

Reagan's really gonna love all this.

Just keep the body tight... But the message subtle.

You're a good dude.

You're a good dude.

Maybe we should put our pants back on.

Yeah, I was thinking the same thing.

Listen, I know you're upset about B-ro,

but you have a whole audience out there who's waiting.

No, this show is a mess.

Look at this. Look!

So this is the moment,

where I'm having this emotional moment with Dr. Deon.

Then, all of a sudden, poof!

You cut to Kenny Rogers burping. Look at this.

- Okay. - Look.

- Listen. Ava. Ava. - Out, in.

Oh, there goes a burp. Back out, back in, out...

Ava, it's okay to be upset.

You were engaged.

And why would I care about an aged b-boy?

I mean, I have endless options.

Ava, come on.

Ava, open up.

It's us.

You want me to open up?

The love of my life is getting married.

And it's not to me.

And I blame Reagan.

What?

How can you blame me?

We were two pop stars in love.

As my friend, you should've supported us.

But instead, you did everything to split us apart.

That is not true.