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I'll tell you later.

What do you mean you'll tell me later?

You're my assistant. Tell me now.

The laser-hair-removal place called.

They don't do balls.

You happy now?

Why would I be... Why would I be happy?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Try the place on 14th street.

Tell them it's a "code: Fuzzy."

Can I just say, as your par,

we should probably spend a little more time

talking about architecture, since that is our job, yeah?

Less balls, more walls.

What's going on with you? You're off today.

Huh? I-I'm not off. I just would love to finish this model.

So can we please do that?

No. No. No. You're off. Something's wrong.

It's Ali, isn't it?

Something bad has happened since the engagement.

Nothing is wrong.

Let's finish the model.

No, no, no, no. I know you better than anybody, Joe.

Something's wrong. Ali has hurt you, hasn't she?

She didn't hurt me. No, I don't get hurt. Yes, she has. She has hurt you.

Show me on the model where Ali hurt you.

I'm not doing this.

Was it the living room, Joe?

Did she hurt you in the living...

How about the kitchen? Was it the kitchen?

Did Ali hurt you in the kitchen?

Was it the bedroom?

Oh, my God. She hurt you in the bedroom.

Oh, my God! You guys aren't having sex!

I'm not talking about this with you.

Ohh, Joe! You just got engaged!

Your sex life can't be dead yet. You're not lesbians.

Straight guys and gay guys

have such different views on what lesbians do.

How long has it been?

I have no idea. Joe!

Come on. I don't keep track of that kind of stuff.

How long? I mean, if I had to guess,

I'd say I don't know... Like, nine days or something.

Exactly nine days.

Ohh, Joe.

Well, she's been working really hard.

You know, she's exhausted.

I thought you said she got some help at the store.

She did. She hired her cousin Renata, but she's insane.

Uh, it was a favor to her fy, so, um...

Look, Ali's such a good person.

She has a hard time saying no to anyone.

And I know what you're thinking. She was able to say no to me.

But, no, what I'm saying is that she's...

Ali's a very giving person.

And once again, I've set a trap for myself.

Uh... look, what I mean is... The bottom line is,

Ali just has a hard time blowing anyone off.

Why don't you talk?

You want me to say something to her?

Why would you possibly think that's appropriate?

No, I don't want you to say something to her, okay?

Ali will come around. This will all sort itself out.

Well, I could just casually mention something.

Uh, you've never "casual"" done anything in your life,

so, uh, try staying out of it, Louis, okay?

If you get involved, I am sewed.

[ Imagine dragons' "on top of the world" plays ]

Hi, Wyatt. Oh, hey, Ro-Ro.

Wyatt, you are one fine-looking man.

You know that?

Oh. Well, you have a... fun look, too, Ro-Ro.

Let me ask you something... You still gay?

I was this morning.

Yeah, I was an "a" cup this morning. Things change.

Call me.

Hey, Joe. Ready to go to the gym?

Ohh. Is that... is that today?

I, uh... I guess you, uh, didn't get my e-mail.

Oh, did you send me an e-mail?

No, I didn't. Um...

But that's because the, um...

I-I have a thing... T-the painful...

It's a shooting pai... Uh, I-it's hurting me.

It might be bad.

Well, you're in luck... I'm a nurse.

Let me take a look at it.

Oh, you know what? I'm a little ticklish.

And I feel like my high-pitched giggle

will make us both really uncomfortable.

Joe, you're the one who asked me to work out with you

to help you get into better shape for the wedding.

Y-you're right. Wyatt, you are... you are right.

So, I tell you what we're gonna do.

Today's obviously a bust.

We spent way too much time talking just now.

Uh, but, uh...

We'll work out every day for the rest of this week, huh?

Uh, except tomorrow, because I'm on a deadline.

And wednesday because I have to be available for the client

because of tomorrow's deadline.

So, uh, so we're looking at thursday through sunday.

But let's face it... neither of us wants to work out on the weekends

or casual friday, so thursday it is.

Oh, and thursday's not good for me.

I just cleared my entire schedule for you!

Well, I'm sorry, but thursday's kind of a big day for me.

It's my sober birthday.

Oh. Hey, yeah, that's right, man. Happy Birthday.

How old are you gonna be?

Five. Five years clean and sober.

Oh. Hey, uh, you look great for five, you know?

Very physically mature.

You're like those Israeli kids I went to camp with

that had to shave every day before flag.

I'm not much of a laugher, but that seemed kind of funny.

I'll see you.

Uh, so, what are you and Louis

gonna do for your sober birthday?

Probably nothing. I don't think he remembers.

Oh. You want me to say something to him?

No. You shouldn't have to.

I'll remind him tonight while we're brushing our teeth.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

I don't want to hear about your alternative lifestyle, okay?

I don't want to hear about that.

That's hilarious.

I think these are perfect for you.

I also made them in rose gold and silver.

You know what? I think I'll take them in the rose gold.

Great. Renata, can you wrap this up for me?

Oh, sure.

Okay, you need to get out of the store right now.

No.

No. I'm sorry.

She's new.

She hasn't quite figured out the... intricacies

of working in a store.

Could you just come back in 10 minutes

and I'll have these ready for you?

Okay.

Renata, when I said "wrap it up,"

I meant, "get a box for the earrings""

okay. I'm sorry.

Don't lose patience with me.

I am not losing patience.

I'm gonna get all of this.

Just don't give up on me, like the others did.

I won't give up on you.

Well, Larry said that, but then when he found out

my hands were too shaky to marry ketchups,

I was outie, like Kelly ripa's belly button.

Truck-stop diners are intense.

Everyone was on crystal.

She was the dishwasher.

But if you have faith in me, I promise I...

Just wrap the earrings.

This is how it started with Larry.

Hey!

Hi! What are you doing here?

Is that my belt?

Someone had to wear it right.

What are you doing here?

What... Can't a fella just press his nose

up against a jewelry-store window and dream?

What are you doing here?

Okay, well, I was gonna come by and casually mention

the problems that you and Joe are having in the bedroom,

but somebody told me that would be inappropriate.

No, no. No, no. N... what?

Unh-unh. This is not happening.

I love you.

We can go to yoga. You can trim my bangs.

We can even share accessories.

But you are not allowed to have an opinion

about my sex life with Joe.

Do you understand that?

Perfectly. I... you know, you're absolutely right.

I'm sorry. I-I-I'm just gonna take off. Good luck.

Well, you already started to say something,

so you might as well finish.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. You were right. You were right.

It's none of my business. I'm just gonna go.

- Don't push it! - Okay, here's the deal.

You need to have more sex with Joe.

It's been nine days. Joe is falling apart.

I told him this great story this morning,

and he just stood there staring at me

like some sad, sex-deprived owl.

Hoo! Hoo!

Does Joe know you're talking to me about this?

No. But he more or less said it would be okay if I did.

What were his words exactly?

"Don't get involved."

He's right! This is none of your business!

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. You're right.

Has it really been nine days?

Exactly nine days.

I have just been so busy.