The Afterparty

All right, Kyler, you better pick up.

Look, I know that your parents won't talk,

but do we really wanna leave their fate in the hands of this kid?

We're running outta time. And he's more responsible than he looks.

I am Kyler the Ske-ater,

and I'm about to throw down a nasty-ass frontside 5-0 on this rail!

Aight, bro. Send it.

Oh, shit. Kyler, you all right, man?

No, I'm not okay, Brody.

I think I shattered my taint.

Uh, Ky, you're getting a call.

Oh, I answered it. Here you go.

Hell-- Hello?

Kyler, hey. It's Zoë. Uh, Feng's daughter?

Oh, what up, Ms. Feng?

You know, uh, Feng's my dad's first name, right?

Your dad's name is Feng Feng?

Mmm.

No. Um, listen, Kyler.

We're gonna need the footage you shot this weekend.

Yeah… I don't know.

It-It's still pretty raw. I-I haven't finished editing it yet.

No, no, no. That's fine. Uh, we just--

Well, I don't know how to say this, but, um--

There was a murder at the wedding.

-Ooh, mmm. -What? Holy shit!

Was it Aunt Ruth? She's not allergic to chocolate, is she?

No, Aunt Ruth is fine.

We don't know that she's fine.

We haven't done a wellness check on anybody.

-I was just texting with Ruth. -I'll be right back.

If Zoë asks where I am, just make something up.

Okay.

Vivian. Hey.

Uh, my husband and I do not wish to be interviewed.

Uh, I-I know. Thi-- This is about something else.

Oh, I see. Okay. Come on in.

Well, this is the, uh, absolute last thing…

…I wanna be having a conversation with you about.

But…

Ulysses told us about your…

your…

You-You-You know, your…

Wow. I am gonna have to say it, aren't I? Okay.

Affair.

Zoë doesn't know. And I know it's been a secret for a long time,

but it's not a secret anymore.

Zoë deserves to know the truth, and I think she should hear it from you.

I guess you've given me no choice.

Do you want this?

W-Want what?

This aluminum man. This tin can thing.

Edgar's dead, so…

Oh. Well, I-I mean, he just died.

-Yep. -And you're already giving away his stuff?

Oh, you have no idea.

About what?

What is going on?

Damn, Kyler really came through.

There's even stuff from his personal social media accounts.

Yeah, I said the word "murder," he freaked out and sent us everything.

What are you still doing in here, sweaty?

Come on, don't do this.

I'm part of the sleuthing team. I wanna see what's on those files.

Nah, get outta here.

Out!

All right. Let's find out what really happened this weekend.

Zoë.

Hey.

Uh-- W-We got Kyler's footage.

I need to speak with you…

You know what? Uh-- We're kind of in the middle of solving this.

-Um, bec-- -Uh, I-- I think you should hear her out.

All right. Yeah.

If you're gonna watch this footage, I'd like to stay and watch it with you.

Just for context.

Pop a squat. We could always use another mind for these movies.

I just want you to know, everything that I did this weekend…

…I did it for my family.

-Oh, God. -Noted.

Aniq, hit it.

Oh, you, like, always have popcorn?

Low blood sugar.

-Um. -You want some?

Okay, wait. I'ma get it this time.

You sure you want me to film this, Mr. Feng?

Yes, Kyler, I want you to capture everything.

But you need to be invisible.

You got it.

-This is the last time you'll see me. -I am but a ghost.

Kyler, I'm serious. Just-- This is a very special weekend.

Our brand-new beautiful truck put into action,

and my youngest daughter…

Are you okay, Mr. Feng?

She's all grown up now.

Oh. Are you crying, Mr. Feng?

What the hell am I watching right now?

Oh, it was my daughter's wedding, but we also shot social media content.

That's why I brought Kyler. He is a genius with that phone.

I mean, you should see his skateboarding videos on-- What's that website called?

The one with all the crazy "bloop bloop" videos?

TikTok?

-Okay, don't rush me, Aniq. -Oh. Yep.

Kyler is helping me bring baobing to the masses, so, you know--

Just got a little emotional. That's all.

So, this baobing, what's it like?

Imagine ribbons of ice shaved so fine it melts the second it hits your tongue.

But it's not plain old frozen H2O.

No, it's a proprietary mix of water, milk with a creamy mouthfeel,

topped with a mountain of fresh fruit.

It's casual, but elegant.

Healthy, but indulgent.

With the King of Bing, it's love at first bite.

That sounds delicious.

Vivian and I first had it on a trip to Taiwan a few years back.

And when we returned home, I started the King of Bing.

And…

just opened up a second location.

And, of course, the catering truck Aniq destroyed.

Oh, uh, would we say "destroyed"?

And action.

The King of Bing here, coming to you from a beautiful vineyard estate

because we now cater!

Wait, wh-- what's that on my head?

I think it's just some sort of filter that Kyler put on the footage.

I told you he's a genius.

This little baby here is the flagship of my frozen fleet.

Come on. Let me show you around.

I'm sorry, the door's locked. Why's the door locked?

You told me to always have the truck locked.

Okay, not when we're-- Where are the keys?

Uh…

Almost got 'em.

Yep. You're almost there, Mr. Feng.

Uh, try-- try on top. There you go.

Oh, I basically have it.

Oh, uh-- Yeah, we don't need to see this.

This is just a bunch of, uh, boring business yackety-yack.

Hold on, now.

Aniq, turn it up.

Jim, how are you?

Oh, yeah.

Just been busy. It's my daughter's wedding this weekend, and--

No, I-- No, I understand.

Jim, you'll get your money, okay?

Both payments.

Money trouble, huh?

Every business goes through a little turbulence. It's nothing.

I mean, Aniq, you're a small-business owner.

You know what it's like.

I mean, absolutely. Hell.

I mean, we small-business owners, we're the backbone of the economy.

You could say that again.

Yeah.

Oh. Uh… We're-- We're the backbone of the economy.

There it is!

You get me, Aniq.

Mom, whatever you have to tell us, it's okay.

We will understand, right?

Yeah, of course.

So, just say it.

Did you…

-kill… -What?

No!

-Oh, thank God. Jesus Christ. -Oh, I'm so relieved. Oh, my God.

Mom, I really, really thought you did it for a second.

You think I could--

-You were acting sus. -I was ready.

-You were acting real sus. -Me?

-She's not the killer though. -Right. But you didn't do it.

Which is great.

So, wha-- what did you-- what do you need to tell us then?

Years ago,

your uncle and I, we…

I'm sure you can guess what I'm about to say.

-Hmm. I don't-- I don't even wanna guess. -No, I truly have no idea.

You're gonna make me say it?

-Mm-hmm. -Yeah.

We had an affair.

-Oh, my God! -What?

-What? Oh, my God. -Ew! Mom, that's incest.

-No, he's not my brother. -It's not actually incest. No.

But it might as well be.

Ew. Now I'm picturing it.

-Aniq. Aniq! -Feng. Feng!

Let's see what Kyler's got up for us next.

There they are.

You know, Edgar… …once you join the family,

we'll have to get you a bomber jacket just like mine.

-You know, 'cause I never had a son. -Dad.

Oh, but I'm very happy about that. Maybe.

But I'm also excited to have Edgar in the family.

You know, someone I can talk business with. Cash money.

Oh, my God. I'm so sorry about my dad.

Oh, I think he's quaint.

-This place is incre-- -You like?

Nothing important here. We can just fast-forward.

The hell you doing? We're watching everything.

Your car is moving.

Your car is moving.