Bight

"Dirty Little Secret."

It's got a nice ring to it, don't you think?

Maybe for a basic lingerie line.

- What's that? - Uh, nothing. I love it.

Of course you do. It's brilliant.

Look, not to bring down the vibe,

but as your boss or like an entrepreneur

slash, new friend you aspire to be like.

I'm saying, don't show up to set

if you aren't gonna be professional or whatever.

Makes me nervous about the Naughty Gal launch.

Professional?

My fans trust my brand

because they want what they want.

And that's what I want. And they know that I know

that I know what they want.

- If you don't understand that-- - I want what you want.

- You know, like do you really-- - Yes.

And, like, I don't get it. Why is the model on this suit?

This is a model's dream.

Well, I don't know

why she didn't show, but I...

...identified the problem and I found a solution.

There shouldn't have been a problem to begin with.

Not those. Dark washed. I said dark washed, not jeans.

You know what? Whatever.

Which one should we start the carousel with?

Well, between...

Like, all of them?

Uh, well, we took photos of her in every color imaginable.

So posting really...

Okay. Your indecision is super depressing.

You'll never be a BAB with that attitude.

- A what? - Uh, boss ass bitch.

Oh, fuck it. Okay.

Here's what I'm thinking.

Naughty Gal...

"My Dirty Little Secret."

I need to make a big statement

that really sets me apart from other brands.

And, we need to silence them.

Fucking bitch DZ at the launch gala.

- Mm-hmm. - You know?

Hello? Did you hear what I said?

- Charlie! - Uh-- Uh, yep. Sorry.

You were on, uh, mute by accident, but I heard you.

Okay. Well, don't mute me while I'm talking.

That is seriously one of my biggest

- pet peeves. - Okay. Sorry.

...frosting with sugar. Devil horns. Yes.

Or we could try something more elegant and chic.

You know, uh, something that highlights the line

versus the big show of it.

But I like the big show of it.

- Is that not what we're doing here? - -Right.

Yeah. No, definitely. I can see why you

- think that would be a good idea. - - Underwater mermaids.

Underwater mermaids?

Yeah, I can-- Totally doable.

Yeah... I'm good.

Okay. Can we finalize this

- in the morning, actually? - Charlie,

you gotta grab life by the ovaries.

No. Right. It's always better to

tackle things head on.

There's that BAB mentality! Woo!

- Um... Ye-- - Okay. Back to the carousel.

-I want every image to communicate: -Uh...

"Fuck me. Take me.

Tie me up."

What are-- What are you doing?

Sprucing up a little.

Uh, I actually think we should

take the social media layout

a different direction.

Uh, maybe go with a theme that is

geared towards a more... mature audience.

- But maturity doesn't get you laid.

This is where it was before we flipped the room.

Uh-- Yes, exactly. Maybe we can, uh, exaggerate the colors

- uh, in a tone of - Yes.

- black and white. - Black and white?

I don't-- I-- I don't know what you're pointing at.

No, no, no, no. Um, you'll still see the color.

It'll just be matched in grayscale,

um, so that every swimsuit

-looks different. -Uh-- Charlie-- Okay.

- This is clearly not the time. - I want this line...

- Yeah, clearly this is not the time to do this. So, let's go.

Okay. I was just waiting for you to wrap up.

You had another ten-minute conversation.

I just need a little bit of patience from you right now.

Okay.

- Eh-- Uh... Wait, um... - You know what I mean?

- No, no, go back. Yeah, wait, wait, wait. Uh-- - Charlie? Hello?

-Hello? -Your phone's on mute.

- Are you listening? - Damn it.

Hello?

Yeah, um-- um, I like that idea. I just...

- Did you have me on mute again? - Adriana. No, no, no.

- I-- I... didn't - I literally...

-have you on mute again. -I guess I'm on fucking mute.

I-- I understand that.

Look, my...

My phone service is really shitty right now.

Can I please call you back?

- Seriously? What the fuck? - Fuck.

That girl is insane.

And she makes you insane, and she definitely makes me insane.

So, when we go to this stupid thing tonight,

can we please not bring insane with us?

-Yes, that's fine. Let's go. -Okay.

Okay. Just wait. I--

Can I talk to you for a second?

Let's just-- Let's just get out of here, alright? I--

I love you and I'm--

I'm sorry that I got riled up.

It's just, this girl is...

I-- I understand. I love you too.

But you attacked me for putting up a picture.

I mean, I-- I didn't attack you.

You practically leapt through the air.

I just don't think that we should start a home project

that we should discuss beforehand

five minutes before we have to leave.

I wasn't starting a home project.

I-- I like the photo.

I miss the photo. I miss...

...when that photo was taken.

And I like the reminder.

Well, I don't.

And I need you to understand that.

Charlie...

...it's been months since I--

Stop. Just don't.

Okay, trying to forget and not talking about it

are two very different things.

I'm trying to forget about it

by not talking about it.

You had no problem talking about it with everyone else.

What is that supposed to mean?

It means...

for the first couple months

you weren't supposed to tell anyone

and you went and told everyone.

Is that something we discussed?

I got excited.

You know what? You wanna... put up the photo?

Put up the fucking photo.

You wanna change the room? Change the fucking room.

- I wanna move forward. - By moving back?

I just like the fucking photo, Charlie.

-Why? -Because you look happy in it.

Because we didn't know we were making memories.

We were just having fun.

Wow.

Which one of your favorite

dead artists said that, Atticus?

Winnie-the-Pooh.

I have your keys, by the way.

If you need me to drive, but I'd rather not.

The road!

Jesus.

Do you need me to drive?

You said you didn't wanna drive.

But I said I could if you needed me to.

But I don't.

Okay.

I'm excited for the party.

I'm excited for the party.

We're gonna get through this?

I love celebrations.

No, you don't. You don't even like celebrating your birthday.

That's because I've crossed the threshold.

What threshold is that?

The one where you're no longer curious about anything.

So, I'm in love with an old man.

That is truly very, very sad.

They say you're officially old

when you're no longer curious about anything.

I remember when you used to be curious about a lot of things.

Public places, sneaking in.

What are you doing?

Bathrooms, parking lots, that old church.

Chiropractic bills, tickets.

Catholic guilt.

Should we go in?

I love celebrations.

One drink. I'll hold your hand.

Promise?

I thought there'd be lots and lots and lots of fancy cars

that carried lots and lots and lots

of Sebastian's fancy friends.

Sebastian isn't British.

But he does love his tea.

Tea's empty, though.

I miss the days of picking on the DD.

Uber ruined everything.

I said I could drive.

Very funny.