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Okay--
Alexa, turn on the lights. - Okay.
Alexa, play "Kenan's Slow Jams for Feeling Sexy."
Playing "Kenan's Slow Jams for Feeling Sexy"
on Amazon music.
Hello?
Hey, what's going on, girl?
-Who is this? -Oh, no, it's Kenan!
It's just Kenan.
You know, Gary's brother, from tonight?
Ohh.
Hey!
Look, I was calling you
because I'd like to take you out.
Not like murder you or nothing like that.
Just, you know, like, out on a date.
Sorry, I haven't done this in a while.
You're doing fine.
Sorry I missed the show, I wanted to meet everybody.
Oh, you're not missing much.
Tami an I really brought the Broadway vibes.
And you and I are gonna continue
with a little "Beauty and the Beast" right now.
You ready?
Wait, I'm the beast?
You know I'm too pretty. Come on.
We are so dirty.
Kenan, you've got kids.
Why would you buy a Lambo?
Forget my kids. Can't have my lady riding
around in any old piece of junk.
Really? 'Cause I would have guessed
some slick salesperson pressured you into buying it.
Wrong.
He pressured me into leasing it.
Hold on to something, girl.
Yeah!
Little babies are in bed,
and I'm about to be in these streets.
Ooh, another late-night rendezvous
with Impromptu-vous!
That's your fourth different girl
off that app in a week. -Yeah, you know me.
I'm getting it in.
With a bunch-a different girls.
I don't know what it is about you dating
all these ladies that got me all titillated.
Yeah, we ain't gotta unpack that now.
Oh, I got time, so--
What's the matter, little girl?
Daddy, my stomach hurts.
What, you want to do our little trick?
All right.
Oh, that was a big one.
Yeah, it stank too.
Feeling better?
All right, come on. I'll tuck you back in.
Big girl.
-Ugh. -Sorry, Daddy.
No, I'm sorry
that I let you eat Papa Rick's homemade sushi.
I didn't make sushi.
I'm thawing trout.
What? I had a whole bunch of that.
Oh...
Oh hell, now I'm gonna throw up.
That don't work. It's coming up fast.
-Oh, oh, oh! -It's coming up faster now.
Aww, thank you for the flowers, boo.
Come here. -You're welcome.
I looked it up, and the perfect gift
for a three-month anniversary
is a flower for every day you've been together.
So count the roses as 2 days
and the sunflowers as 3 1/2 days.
Well, they're perfect.
Was everything okay at home?
You were a little late getting here.
Oh, yeah, it just took me a while to sneak out.
Sneak out?
Wait, does your family still not know we're dating?
No. Not at all.
But you'll meet them. Eventually.
But, you know, I just want this to be
our thing.
Thing?
That's funny, I've been calling this thing
a relationship.
No, no, I wasn't saying, like, "this thing,"
I was more saying, like, "this thang."
Oh, okay. Okay.
So where do you see this "thang" going?
Well, to more of this, for sure.
I would just like to keep this,
you know, between ourselves for now.
'Cause we're happy, right?
Yeah.
Sure.
I totally get where you're coming from.
That's my girl.
Glad we always on the same page.
So what we watching, "Clueless" or "The Breakup"?
-Beat you to it! -Oh--
Damn, Pam don't play.
Okay, not everything is a competition,
all right, Pam? In fact,
evaluations are coming up,
and guess who's gonna win that?
Mi--Mi--Mi--Mika!
Aw, that high note's sounding great.
Whoa, check out Phil.
I'll bet you $5 he drops that tray.
Take that bet with her money.
The oatmeal's a-slidin'!
Oh! Nice recovery.
He sees the end zone, but there's still
quite a few defenders between him and the house.
Oh! Sweet spin move!
He might go all... the... way!
Ohh!
Fumble on the one.
Pam wins again.
Thanks for including me in your fun ribbing.
That means I'm part of the crew, right?
Oh, Phil.
What must have middle school looked like for you?
Like this, but I was homeschooled.
Okay, that got sadder. Let's go.
Cleaning up. -Yes, ma'am.
Pam, your commentary was so fire
you almost made Phil look athletic.
-Thank you. -You ever thought
about covering the games on the weekends?
It's my dream.
My butt-turd ex-manager kept promising
to make it happen, but never did.
Mm, that's gross.
Well, I know a non-butt-turd manager,
highly attractive, looking to add
to his exclusive roster of talent.
Exclusive? Kenan's your only client.
It's a boutique firm, Pam.
I don't know, Gary. We're friends.
What if this goes sideways?
The best things in life go sideways.
You know? Skateboards, crabs when they walk,
sex if you do it right. -Mm-hmm.
I mean, I do like all those things.
Of course. Come on, girl.
Who gonna look out for you better than your boy?
Hmm?
-Okay. I'm in. -Yeah?
Yeah! Five. High five, high five,
high five, contract.
Yeah.
Uh, Birdie, baby,
can you please not play with balls in the house?
Aubrey. Aubrey, Aubrey!
Can you please play your trumpet elsewhere?
Real encouraging, Dad.
Luckily you weren't Miles Davis' father.
Well, if I was, he might have stayed off that "heron."
-Hey, family! -Hey, Uncle Gary,
I learnt a new serve.
Oh, let me see it.
I'm gonna count to ten real slow before I lose it.
One.
Two... -Come on,
before he explodes! -Three.
Hurry, go, go, go!
Hey, what's WE-BAD-A.F.?
Oh, I finally got my second client,
so I am officially a firm now.
Williams Entertainment Bold and Defiant Artist Firm.
And I just got Pam a meeting with Georgia Tech.
In one hour, boy,
she might be the next color commentator
for the football games.
Hey, that's great, man. Congratulations.
-Appreciate it. -Real, real proud of you.
Hey, listen, uh, I'm gonna need you
to push that meeting so you can watch the girls for me.
I got some, uh, business to handle tonight.
Can't do it.
I ain't got nothing for you but some swag.
Whoo. -Hey, ay.
And it's $10 apiece, so leave that on my bed.
But--but come on, man.
Rick is out for the night. He went to Blind Wally's.
Blind Wally's the jazz club or Blind Wally,
the psychic hobo that live outside the deli?
I think they the same dude.
All right, well, ask Rick to ask him
what my future look like, 'cause it's looking bright,
you know what I'm saying?
Yup, yup, yeah, I'm happy for you.
Guess I'm gonna have to get creative.
There she go!
Aw, Mika, thank you so much for coming
and watching the girls.
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