The Bold Type Season 2

Previously on "The Bold Type"...

Adena thinks I should try sleeping with other women.

She thinks I'm having a sexual awakening.

And I also remember you saying that Monday night

was really Saturday nights for your mom.

Which ended Tuesday morning when the gin rickeys ran out.

And you had to pick up the pieces.

You're also a carrier of the BRCA gene.

If kids are in your future, you need to start

thinking about it now.

I'm here to pick up the travel memo for the fashion department.

I'm holding a middle seat, back row for you.

I'm going to Paris for fashion week?

Oh, my God!

Well, this is a disaster. I'm still light

- on daytime formal wear. - This is why we practice pack.

Do you really need two bathing suits?

You're going to Paris, not St. Barts.

- Yes, I need options. - Or another suitcase.

No. Oliver was very clear.

He said, "Red, if you bring more than one suitcase",

I'm leaving you at baggage claim."

- Think you need these. - I do. A broad needs those big Marcanos.

Ah, it's like my skinny jeans when I'm on my period.

Ex-gymnast coming through.

- Oh, yah! - Nice, Jane.

- Possibly a second career. - Thanks.

Okay, passport photo.

Hold on. It's not just Paris.

She could be stuck with this photo for, like, ten years.

This is why they pay her the big bucks.

Well, I'm just relaunching our entire website today,

so take your time. Whenever you're ready.

Okay, tilt your chin down.

- Lipstick on the teeth. - I'm taking it.

Wait, do we like this shirt with this backdrop?

- Oh, my God, should I change? - No, I'm taking it.

We'll fix it in post. Say, "Fromage."

Fromage!

Take that.

We are the Annie Leibovitz of passport photos.

I can't believe I'm going to Paris.

I can. You worked hard.

- Paid your dues. - Well, there were some bumps

- along the way. - Some bumps on

- your corporate card. - Yeah, we all remember those.

Well, it just always seemed so out of reach,

and now it won't be as soon as I drop

my passport application off at the travel department.

Whoa.

What? What am I looking at?

Girls send you these?

- Mm-hmm. - And Adena's cool with this?

- Uh-huh. - Wow, you have cracked

- the sexual matrix. - You should start a cult.

I'd join. Can't speak for Ben, though.

Aw, things still weird with you guys?

It's like him knowing exactly what I'm going through

just compounds my anxiety.

I thought having a boyfriend was supposed to be easy.

No, you're thinking of emotional support dogs.

- See ya. - Bye, honey.

- Whoa. - Another vag pic?

It's 10:00 a.m.

Where do you find these animals?

This one's about Jacqueline.

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Happy website relaunch day, everyone.

Hmm. You must have seen "New York Magazine" 's business feature.

"Decline of the Celebrity Editor."

"With ad dollars down and fixtures like

"Graydon Carter out, is Jacqueline Carlyle's time

at 'Scarlet' coming to an end?"

People...

I ducked sniper fire for six hours covering the coup in Panama,

so this type of sniping phases me not in the least.

That said, with the heightened scrutiny,

let's make sure the website relaunch goes smoothly.

Kat, I'm sure you have the rollout handled?

Yeah, even have a special Snapchat filter

- that goes live at 4:00 p.m. - Fantastic.

One more thing, I have decided to eliminate comments

- for all stories going forward. - Really?

- Why is that? - Well, they have value, but...

too often they're drowned out by trolls trying to derail the conversation.

I want our stories to speak for themselves.

We delete bad comments pretty quickly.

By which time, the damage is already done.

We have a vibrant community of users...

Of whom only 1% comment.

The negative outweighs the positive.

Let's move on to editorial.

I think the slate is on the heavy side,

so I'm looking for some fun pitches.

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Hello, Mr. Hunter.

For someone who doesn't

work on this floor, you seem to be down here a lot.

Well, the executive suite is nice,

- but you guys have almond milk. - I see.

- What's up? - Did you hear that Jacqueline

wants to get rid of "Scarlet" 's comments?

I think it's a big mistake.

Well, it's odd, but it's not my purview.

But she trusts you more than anyone.

And I trust her because her judgment is rarely off.

Look, Richard, between running digital

and the magazine and the relaunch,

I think she's spread a little thin,

and if "New York Magazine" is right,

can she really afford to make a mistake right now?

- Hi. - Hey.

So the other night was kind of awkward.

We were both overwhelmed.

Look, I really like you, Jane, and...

I just wanna help make things easy for you.

I really like you too.

And one of the best ways I can do that

is by helping you understand the options you have, so...

I hope you don't mind, but I researched

some of the options you have on the table.

Hormone therapy. Preventative surgery.

Egg freezing.

This is, um...

- exhaustive. - I know, I know.

It's a lot but I just want you to be fully informed.

Can I help you?

Yeah, totally.

Oh, Jane, I am stockpiling some

lighter fare for the dot com. Any interest?

Lighter sounds great right now.

How about fun things to do when you just can't anymore.

Consider it yours.

Why was that so easy?

All of this needs to be packed before Oliver gets back.

- Sutton. - Oh, hey, Leslie.

This is a copy of your birth certificate.

To secure a passport, we need the real thing.

I don't have the real thing.

If you wanna be in Paris next week,

I suggest you get it by tomorrow morning.

Maybe I will file a complaint with the municipal clerk.

You're not welcome.

- No luck? - The hospital doesn't have it,

and the best Vital Records can do is two weeks.

- How is this happening to me? - Not to state the obvious,

but there is someone who might have it.

- Who? - Your mother.

- Babs? - Wha...

I know you don't want to call her,

but maybe she can help.

Yeah, my mom is totally gonna wake up

from whatever drunken stupor she's in, answer the phone,

locate the birth certificate, and then drive

to the nearest post office

and pay $49 to have it overnighted.

- Yeah. - You don't know Babs Brady.

Mm. Oh, my God.

- What? - It's Andrew.

Jacqueline wants to see me. Now.

Kat, I feel like I made my position regarding our comments crystal clear.

- You did. - Then why is Richard Hunter

- bringing it up to me? - I didn't mean

- to go around you. - This is a critical time

for the "Scarlet" brand, and when I make decisions,

- I expect them to be followed. - Yes. Absolutely.

- I really am sorry. - Kat...

just don't second-guess my judgment.

Hey, Alex, do you have a second?

Kind of. I'm organizing

a dim sum walking tour. I can't decide between

- Chinatown or Flushing. - So you do have a second.

I'm doing a list for the website.

Would you rather go to Iceland, go to Burning Man,

or learn how to make pizza in Naples?

Backpack in Iceland where I'd learn how to make pizza over an open flame.

Pizza walking tour.

You're a genius.

What happened to dim sum?

These aren't high stakes, Jane.

Lucky for you. Have fun with that.

- _ - On that note, I have to go get coffee

and do a deep dive into my fertility plan,

so something almost as fun.

- Enjoy? - Literally impossible.

- Going down? - Seriously?

So what are you doing here?

Just riding the elevators on the off chance

I would run into you.

I had a meeting in the building.

- What for? - I'd rather not talk about it.

Where you headed?

I'd rather not talk about it.

- What are you doing right now? - I don't know.

Day's wide open.

Might grab a beer at J.G. Melons.

Do you want company?

Sure.

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