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Nathan...
Can we go inside and talk about this?
I don't really have nothin' to say.
Nathan...
for real. Come inside.
Let's talk, please.
I was wrong.
This ain't good for me.
I, I mean, this shit--
This shit tonight was embarrassing.
- I know, and-- - And I, I, I've been...
you know...
ignoring this feelin' that I've had...
all along, but...
I gotta take a step back.
Like just-- This messy shit is just...
toxic to me.
I--
I'm good.
Okay.
("Glock Peaceful" by Mereba playing)
Oh...
you really did wanna be alone.
I'm glad you're here.
Hungry?
Not really.
Okay, um,
I can just put it in the oven until you are.
Thanks.
I should, uh, probably, get in the shower.
Hey, y'all are gonna get over this,
and... laugh about it one day.
Are we?
'Cause I heard you cry a lot last night.
You're down bad.
I don't know where you go from here.
You was trippin' about all these decisions and choices
just to end up here.
Ya hate to see it.
I just wanna fast forward to the part of my life
when everything's okay.
Good luck, champ.
("Gravity" by Brent Faiyaz & DJ Dahi playing)
- You good? - Uh-huh.
- You good? - Mm-hm.
-(laughing) - You not good.
Thank you.
So, uh, what's the dynamic like at work
- now that he made partner? - Kelli: Is it erotic?
In my head, it's erotic.
It's actually very professional.
They're pretty good at keepin' everything separate...
but I do see Molly havin' to check him every now and then.
Check me?
How she gonna check me when I'm always right?
I'm just happy another woman can call
the Jackson boys out on they mess.
Well, my baby don't play.
- She came out of the womb arguing. - Oh.
I can't wait to finally meet her. Where is she?
She's still gettin' ready.
She's not used to people celebratin' her birthday.
- I had to convince her to let me throw this. - Kelli: Oh!
Tiff's comin' up!
I'll let her in!
- Welcome baaack! - Ahhh!
- L.A. smells so good. And you do, too. - Oh, thank you!
I spilled a candle on myself while I was gettin' ready.
It hurt pretty badly.
- My biiitch! -(both shrieking)
Yeah!
Everybody, this is Tiffany.
- Hi, everybody. -(all greet Tiffany)
Girl, so, how's Denver?
Ah, um, it's great. We're adjusting.
Hey, stay right there.
I got somebody I wanna show you.
- Since when is she-- - It's a rebound from Daniel Kaluuya.
Don't you have to date Daniel Kaluuya for it to be a rebound?
- Don't try to make it make sense. - Mmm.
- Kelli: So... - How are you? I'm Desmond.
Pleased to make your acquaintance, Desmond.
Look at all my girls all boo'd up.
- Oh, sorry, Issa. - No, it's okay. I'm fine.
- It's fine. -(both chuckling)
So, Desmond, how did you two meet?
- Uh... -(both laughing)
Where's Molly?
Missin' out. I'mma go check on her.
Girl, what the fuck you doin' taking so long?
I'm runnin' out of small talk... and prosecco.
I'm sorry. I just keep changing everything.
All your things are fine.
- These things, them things, let's go! - Okay.
- Did I hear Tiffany? - Yeah, she just got here.
We gotta go figure out how to see her,
and Lord knows I need a vacation.
L.A.'s startin' to feel so small to me.
I gotta get the fuck up outta here.
- Girl, are you still feelin'-- - Like a mess?
Okay, well stop.
Iss, you gotta look at how far you've come, like for real.
Well, tonight, we focusin' on you...
and havin' fun,
and nothin' else.
Let me just try this one on.
Does this look wrinkled to you?
Remember Deena used to wear them wrinkly silk shirts?
-(both chuckling) - Oh, Deena.
Aw, bitch, you're nervous?
The last time I met some guy's family, shit went left.
I'm just tryin' to come correct.
Girl, they are already obsessed with you.
They are ready to love you, and they will.
And if they don't?
I'll make 'em hate me. Set the bar real low.
- Oh yeah. - Mm-hm.
Thank you so much for forcin' me to celebrate myself.
- I'mma change one more time. - C'mon.
All (singing):
("Birthday Ouu" by DJ Chose playing)
- How bad is it? - It's a busted pipe, girl. It's bad.
-(sighs) Shit. Crenshawn gets back Tuesday? - Yes.
If any of these clothes are ruined,
we gonna have to have a underwater showcase
'cause we can't afford this.
- This gonna have to be what it is. - Mm-hm.
- All (shouting): Surprise! - Ahh!
- Aw, I hate y'all. -(all laughing)
Aw, you guys, are you serious?
Ayooow! Happy birthday, boss!
How did you even?
- You and Molly worked together? - She cool.
-(Issa laughs) - We got you, boo. Happy birthday, love.
Oh my god. Wait, so there's no busted pipe?
I don't have to start a OnlyFans?
I mean, I would subscribe.
- I do got a flat booty fetish. -(all laughing)
Look, I told everybody to donate to The BLOCC
instead of doin' birthday gifts,
and, girl, the donations are pourin' in.
- We already at $5,000. - What?!
Five G's like the cell phone.
- Issa: Are you serious? - Quoia: Mm-hm.
That's incredible! Y'all are incredible.
Tonight, we only focusing on you,
havin' fun, and nothin' else.
- Look at you quotin' my quotes. - Of course.
- One time for the birthday bitch! - All: Hey!
Two time for the birthday me!
Happy birthday!
- Thank you for comin', Kelli. - Of course.
Thank me, too.
Like, this is cute and all, but...
I made it a function.
You made it a fun-ky.
'Cause you stank. Ha!
Are you proud of that?
- To Issa. - Thank you.
All: Cheers!
Cheers, bro.
("Eat The Cake" by Club Queen playing)
Ooh, what about him?
Issa: Oh, he helps at too many events.
What if it doesn't work out? Or what if the sex is bad?
I gotta look him in the eye after that?
Girl, when I have bad sex with a nigga,
I glare at him and his dick.
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