Work in Progress

Previously on Work In Progress.

- You're suicidal? - I told you that.

Every day I'm gonna throw one away.

That's Julia Sweeney.

You should go talk to her.

Hi, Ms. Sweeney, my name is Abby.

Your character Pat ruined my life.

Pat's here.

I would really love to make you dinner.

You've gotta come to one of our Sunday brunches.

He's like this super confident sexy guy.

- I'm Melanie! - Melanie!

I totally remember what that bar used to be called.

Hell, you remember a lot.

That's a gift.

Right. Hard pass, Dad.

Hard fucking pass.

So, we're gonna have sex tonight?

Right?

- Hey, Chris, this is Brennan. - Hey, hey.

- Hey, man, how you doing? - Good, good, good.

Nah, not as good as

- you're gonna be doing later. - Okay. Jesus Christ.

So, you two, you're both going to 2725 West Richmond?

- Yep! - Great.

We just have to pick up one other person, but it's actually

not too far outta the way, so won't be too bad.

Did I order a Lyft shared?

Uh... yeah.

I'm sorry.

Oh, who cares?

Besides, it'll give us more private time to talk about tonight.

- Uh, private? -

I'm not listening.

But, Brennan, I have to tell you,

I'm really, really legitimately shy,

- so please. - I'm just putting up the little...

- No... -

It's not a limo, sorry.

Okay, so I want to tell you

what I need when we're fucking.

- Okay. - First, don't touch my chest.

I have not been able to afford to have top surgery yet.

- Oh, okay. - Also, if you talk in bed...

Wait, do you talk in bed?

- Chris, I really, I don't... - I'm still not listening.

- Brennan, come on! - Okay!

- I didn't hear anything. - That is not true!

- No, I, I'm driving. - I guess I'll find out

in approximately nine hours.

Oh, my God.

Oh, shit.

Hi, are you Brennan?

Indeed, are you Diane?

- Yeah, that's me. - Come on in!

Oh, you're getting in at a really good point.

Brennan, you are killin' me, dawg.

- If you talk in bed. - I...

- Hi! - Hey!

Oh, my gosh.

Hey, uh, Chris, can you grab

- that timer, please? - Yeah, I've got it.

- Of course. - Thank you.

All right, so, this is Riv.

- He's from Bloomington. - Hey.

And he's with Kai. This is Gio.

- He's also with Kai. - Hey, how's it goin'?

- They're a throuple. - Oh!

And you remember Al and Abby Jr. And...

Oh, this is Carter. They're with me.

This is Carter. They're with him.

Uh, hey, I'm Abby, I'm really happy to be...

45, Capricorn, grew up in SF

and drinks Miller Lite.

You bitch! Okay.

That is not something I am ashamed of!

Oh, yeah, and, um, murders therapist?

Okay, just so you know it was just the one

so, back off, okay? All right.

But no pattern has been established.

Well, welcome to your first family brunch.

We hope the first of many.

- Thanks. - Oh!

Ooh, do these wanna be mimosas?

- Yes, please, thank you. - Or do you prefer Miller Lites?

You guys, thank you so much. I'm really thrilled.

More for us. Yes, I cannot believe this. Do it.

You tryna make out with me right now?

Yeah.

Abby!

How you holdin' up, babe?

Holdin' on by a thread.

Whoa!

Can I ask you a question?

Yeah.

Is everyone here polyamorous?

No, I mean, I have been.

- Right. - Riv, Kai, and Gio

have been in a throuple forever,

but it is an open relationship

because Riv lives in Bloomington,

and King makes it clear they're gonna fuck

whoever they wanna fuck. But, besides that, that's it.

How many people are you sleeping with right now?

No one.

You're not sleeping with anyone?

- No. - Okay.

But, in seven hours and 30 minutes,

I will be sleeping with one.

- Yeah, you. -

Okay, um, in seven hours and 42 minutes?

Is that when we might be exclusive?

I mean, would you ever be exclusive?

Can you imagine yourself with me doing that,

being exclusive with me?

Please don't answer 'cause

I am really about to spiral like a motherfucker.

Hey, does anyone want more mimosas?

- I would. - Yes!

- Oh, this is my era. - Yes, it is.

I'm so sorry we have to leave early.

- Thank you so much. - Thank you.

It's my fault. It's my nephew's 10th birthday.

Fuck! I ordered a Lyft share again! Motherfu...

Okay, so Mike is Alison's husband.

And your niece and nephew are Megan and Matty.

And your dad, Edward, will not be there.

Per usual.

I can't believe you got a bull horn

for your nephew for his birthday.

Come on, it's hilarious.

I just don't think Alison is gonna like it very much.

It's not her birthday, Chris, come on.

Have you guys ever been to an escape room?

- Us? - Yeah.

Uh. No. I've never been.

Actually, me neither

'cause it sounds like my worst nightmare.

What are you talking about? They're very, very fun.

Honestly, anytime I go to Untrapped, downtown,

the one on Superior, everyone who works there knows me.

They all say Claire when I get there.

My name is Claire.

Oh! Okay, you know what? That does sound cool.

It's kinda like your norm.

Exactly. You get it.

- Okay. - I mean, ugh,

I cannot get enough of escape rooms.

- Okay, okay. - I mean, I'm gonna have

to start to play the lotto.

- I want my escape rooms. - Is our stop before or after yours?

- After. - Oh, okay, thanks.

So do you play the lotto?

- You know, they say it's for fools. -

Oh, sorry one second.

- It's okay. - But you know, I don't think

there's anything really wrong with being a fool.

It's not always bad.

- You know what I mean? - Sorry.

Yeah. No, it's okay.

Because a fool comes up with things,

ya know, because they're not being logical, and "A" follows "B."

I think that's how someone came up

with an escape room 'cause, really,

what are you doing? You're taking empty space and you're just saying:

Can you get outta here? You know?

Which is what I thought... When I went to my first one,

that's what I thought.

And it was a library!

You could get a hardware store escape room.