Mythic Quest

Okay. New expansion.

First job for the new partners.

Clean slate. Fresh start.

Goodbye Raven's Banquet. Hello... something else.

-Okay, I was think-- -I think--

-We both have ideas. -Yeah.

That's good. Co-creative directors.

-Yes, equals now. -Why don't you go first?

-Really? Okay. -Yeah.

So I was thinking that the new expansion could be set at sea.

I was thinking land.

Well, we're not gonna figure this out today, so I'm gonna take off.

Wait, you're leaving?

Yeah, you know what? I might actually go out to the desert for a little bit.

You know, sorta clear my mind, reconnect with my physical form.

I don't know anyone that is more connected with their physical form than you.

-Thank you. -That wasn't a compliment.

All right. I'll see you next week.

Next-- No, you can't leave for a week. We only just started.

Don't worry. I'll just tell David to shut down the office while I'm gone.

No. You don't need to shut the office down. I'm here.

I'm gonna noodle on the new expansion. I don't need you.

Okay. You don't need me. Fine.

Just a little bit of advice though, Pop.

You're not gonna get this done today. Just relax a little bit.

Go out, get drunk.

Maybe get laid.

It could clear your head.

See ya.

Get laid.

That was nice.

How was it for you?

I gotta say, Pop.

It was pretty terrible.

So...

Everlight was pretty great, huh?

Yeah.

Hey, so...

I was thinking.

-Maybe we should-- -What up, ladies?

You busy?

-Yeah, actually, we were right-- -Cool, I was thinking that we could hang.

Like, have a little girl chat.

Put the controllers down.

I was thinking that we could talk about, like, what's on our minds,

what's going on in the world.

To be honest, I've actually been feeling--

I was thinking I talk and you listen.

Not that I don't care about the thing that you were gonna say, but...

I don't.

It's just... I need to get something off my chest,

and I can talk to you guys, because no one pays attention to you.

Also, if you said anything, you would be fired.

What?

Does your girl talk always involve veiled threats?

Sorry. Was that veiled? I meant for that to be clear.

If you say anything about this, you will be fired.

Anyway, I've been having this...

work-related... dream.

Well, no, it's more of a nightmare. It's kind of been messing with my head.

You had a sex dream about Ian, didn't you?

What? No!

No! No, no. Shut up! No.

-What if I did, though? -It's not a big deal.

I've had the same dream.

What? No!

I mean, you have?

Yeah. It's pretty common to have dreams about your boss.

It's not sexual. It's really about power.

But Ian's not my boss anymore. We're equals.

Not according to your subconscious.

See, the dream is just a representation of our need for his approval.

Right.

So that's why afterwards he says it was bad.

He didn't tell me it was bad. He liked it in my dream.

-I thought it wasn't sexual. -It isn't.

Then why do you care if he likes it?

I was just saying that I was better at it than Poppy.

I can hear you. And, no, you weren't.

I am super good at sex, okay? I'm, like, so good at sex.

Okay.

Whatever. Just tell me how to make it stop.

Well, if it's really about power,

then maybe you need to assert your authority in real life.

And then maybe your subconscious will catch up.

Yeah.

No, I like that. Assert my authority. That's what I'm gonna do.

That's what I'm gonna do. Girl chat over.

That was weird, huh?

Yeah.

Super weird.

-Did you wanna talk? -Nope.

No. I'm good.

Hi, Carol. I need to talk to you.

No. It's a new dawn, remember?

-Please, it's not what you think. -This isn't about Dana?

Okay, I guess it is what you think. But my issue is...

Okay, so...

I thought that Dana and I were so close to the next step.

Now it turns out she might not even be gay.

Which is fine. She doesn't have to be gay.

She could be bi or "Q," I guess.

To be honest, I never figured out if "Q" meant queer or questioning.

I mean, she's definitely cis. Not that that matters.

Unless she's not cis. Oh, my God, Carol. What if she's not cis,

and I've just been assuming this whole time she's cis?

Okay. Dear God, you are spinning.

You're right. I'm sorry.

I just-- I don't wanna say the wrong thing and offend her.

This stuff is really important to talk about.

I do talk about it...

in the seminars I hold on workplace discrimination

that no one attends.

Including you.

Yeah, I had a thing that day.

Right. Let's jump into it one-on-one

because you're entitled to everything you want whenever you want it.

I'm kinda sensing some microaggression, Carol.

You're sensing macroaggression.

Look, the problem is you're talking to me when you should be talking to her.

You're so busy not wanting to offend her that you're not telling her the truth.

Oh, my God, you're right. I just need to be direct.

I need to go on the forums and educate myself on the whole "Q" thing and then...

she and I can talk it out.

Thank you, Carol. I feel really seen and heard.

That's the problem, 'cause I don't wanna see you or hear you.

Guess who Ian just screwed.

Hey.

No!

I mean... who?

Me.

I just found this stuck to my office window when I got to work.

"Tempe"?

Yeah. Tempe, Arizona. It's where Ian does his little annual sabbatical.

Please, it's not a sabbatical.

It's a sleepaway camp for 40-year-old men who wanna learn how to do MMA.

-It's pathetic. -It's so pathetic.

-Did you know about this? -Sort of.

He asked me to take care of his rings,

because they're priceless, and he got them in the Amazon.

Oh, my-- What is his deal with those rings?

I think he thinks that it makes him look younger.

You know he cut his beard because it was getting too gray?

-Do you know he takes hair pills? -But he calls them...

Vitamins.

What doctor prescribes vitamins? It's pathetic.

So pathetic.

What am I gonna do now?

Ian and I were supposed to talk to Montreal

and update them about the new expansion. He just up and left.

Well, you know Ian. He does what he wants. He's the boss.

Not mine though. We're equals now.

Yeah. To be clear, I'm the boss.

He works for me, and so do you.

But you're right. You're not under Ian anymore.

Yo.

What?

In your new position. It's your time to be on top.

Stretch your legs, grind it out like a boss.

Yes, you can help me.

And if Ian doesn't like it, fuck him.

I won't! I don't--

What do you need, David? I'm very busy.

Just the title for the new expansion.

Right. We don't have one.

Ian and I have fundamentally different ideas

of what the new expansion should be.

See, I wanna--

Poppy! Don't care. Yeah, I just need a title.

If we don't come up with a good one, Montreal's gonna stick us with a bad one.

So I need a good one, and I need it now.

Okay, yeah. I can do that. I don't need Ian.

I have the authority, and I will assert--

-Title? -Right. Yes, no, okay.

So the title of the new expansion...

-The title will be... -Yeah?

Mythic Quest...

Sea of Ashes.

Great. All right, I'll have the art team mock something up.

And I just gotta figure out a way to hold off Montreal till tomorrow.

Can't you just sic Jo on them?

Yeah.

Unfortunately, Jo and I parted ways.

She finally left you, huh?

What? No, she didn't leave me. No, it was mutual.

She just left to explore other opportunities in the company.

Jo, I'm glad you left David for me. That was a dead-end relationship.

-He's such a pussy. -That goes without saying.

You probably shouldn't say it,

not because it's inappropriate, but because it's obvious.

I have so much to learn.

That's good, 'cause I have so much to teach.

Lesson one, no notes. Never leave a paper trail.

Now--

Eventually you'll learn enough to grow from my protégée

into my sworn enemy.

If I have trained you properly, you will try to devour me.

But if I devour you during your attempts to devour me,

that'll only make me stronger.

I'm already thinking about ways to devour you.