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- Oh, my gaaaah! - Oh, my gaaaah!

- What the ass?! - Oh, my gah!

Okay.

We're just two people in the morning

who had pizza and chicken wings the night previous.

- Yes. Yes, we are. - Yeah.

And everything about that is fine!

Double that. We are double fine.

- Yeah. - We are grand.

- So good. - Good as wood.

Good morning...

- Grand morning! - Wood morning!

We just came to see you off to Barstow.

And can I just say that I am loving the energy in this room.

Like, it is wild.

- Yeah, everything is normal. - Mm-hmm.

Sophie and Graham are off at space camp.

So, we're alone, but it's normal.

Normal.

- What is... - Hello.

- Grand! - Wood!

- ...happening? - Now I'm here!

You guys would not believe my morning so far.

I gots a muffin!

I bet that's all we talk about today.

Uh, Poppy, can we speak over in the corner?

Yeas.

Uh, kids, go to Graham's room.

And do what?

I don't know, mess with his stuff.

What happened last night?

Don't know.

Uh, Will and I were drinking wine,

and then we ordered pizza to the neighbor's house

since they won't come to mine anymore, and then...

that's all I got!

I don't remember a thing.

We were eating our seventh plate of chicken wings,

and then we woke up together!

Is this gonna be a whole thing now?

Because I just came by to give D'Amato her mail

that keeps coming to my sauna.

You don't understand. We were...

Cuddling.

I mean, we still had all our clothes on,

so nothing too crazy happened.

But it was intimate.

Intimant? Is there a second "N" in there?

It's "Internet."

Okay, in every cuddle, there's a cuddlee and a cuddler.

So, which one were you?

I don't know. I just woke up.

I might still be drunk.

I am definitely still drunk.

And any minute, Derek is gonna...

Hey, Ang. You ready to go to...

...Barstow?

Ya-guh!

- Grand morning! - Wood morning!

Hello...

everyone.

Remember Pogs?

Everything okay?

Absolutely! Uh, we...

I just got so excited to pack that I forgot to pack!

Uh, Poppy, will you help me pack?

- Yeah. - My bedroom, please.

Yeah.

And, uh, Will, uh, Douglas, Miggy,

will you clean up the kitchen?!

And, um, Derek,

can you...

help Amy and Emma untangle my rubber bands?

W-Who are Emma and Amy?

- Who are you? - Oh. I'm Graham's dad.

The blueberry scientist?

If this guy's a scientist,

I'm the Queen of France.

Just untangle my rubber bands!

And what can I do?

Oh, my God.

Angie's door has become a people factory.

- Who is this? - I'm Jared.

- This is Jared. - There's a Jared now?

He's my new friend from Craigslist.

He's subletting my place for the summer.

You're really helping me out, Jared.

Angie!

Don't give me that look!

I can have fun.

Rory, sweetheart,

can you take Jared to Graham's room,

help him get settled in?

Sounds like a totally normal kid job.

Right this way.

Derek can definitely tell something is up!

God, I'm supposed to spend the summer with that hot dummy!

How am I gonna do that if I'm obsessing

over what did or didn't happen with Will?

Well, what if something did happen with Will?

Well, I'd have to rethink everything!

Ang? A mo?

- Hi. - Hi.

Uh, you know how you left me alone

in a room with a strange man

and my mom said absolutely nothing?

Yeah?

Well, there's three more of them now.

Ohhhh! Yeah. That one's on me.

I, uh, cast a wide net online for hot male subletters,

and I told the first four they could have it.

I just figured most of them would flake.

Your post specifically said "hot men"?

You're not even gonna be here!

I will not explain myself further.

You know what? Do me a solid... go pick one.

Make a big financial decision

that will directly impact your future?

Yeah, no, I think I can do that.

He's a gem.

Okay. What's the last thing you remember?

Uh...

the power went out, and then we lit some candles,

opened a bottle of wine.

Okay. Back to the candles.

Were they your holiday ones from the gas station?

Of course!

Ohh, God. You know me so well.

Oh, my God. This is why we work.

This is why we get each other.

Okay, focus! Focus.

Good thing is, scent triggers memory.

Which ones did you use?

All of them.

Like, at different times. It was candle jazz.

All right, all we have to do is

re-create the exact combination of scents,

and that memory will come back to you.

- Bring me the candles. - Fine!

And do you mind packing up my suitcase?

That torn trash bag in the corner?

Yeah.

I don't know what happened, but based off the feelings

- I've been having, I-I... - What feelings?

Will has feelings for Angie.

- What? - Yeah.

I can see pheromones in the air,

and Will has been looking gooey for a while.

You do look a little gooey, and that suggests to me

that you were definitely the cuddler.

- Mm-hmm. - Oh, no. Poor Angie.

Just trying to get some shut-eye,

and in comes ol' cuddlin' Will

with his cuddlin' arms and his cuddly legs,

looking for a good old time!

Oh, she probably hates me!

It's better that way.

Getting involved with anyone in the friend group is a fiasco.

- Look at me and Poppy. - You're right!

Angie's my best friend, and I made it weird.

I have to apologize to her for the cuddle.

- Hey, Will. - Derek!

Oh-doh!

Can you help me pack the car?

Um... can the twins do it?

They're always looking to build up their lats.

No. I want it to be you.

I have some questions about last night.

Okay.

I like that b-dery much.

That young man is gonna kill him.

How did things get so complicated?

First, you and Poppy break up. Now Will and Angie.

My phone updated against my will in the middle of the night.

- Hey, uh, Miggy? - I can't handle anything else.

I... just need help picking out a hunky subletter for Angie.

Oh, your thing has hunks?

Pleasure to meet you.

Oh, Miggy way in.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Wait! I'm getting something.

The scent of eggnog reminds me of...

Yes? Yes?

The eggnog candle reminds me of eggnog!

Well, I see how you got there.

God!

I'm never gonna remember how the cuddle happened!

It's no use. Let's just blow these out.

Ah!

My snowman candle

smells just like disappointing Christmas morning.

Mmm!

"Ham" for three points!

I eat ham!

I feel so beautiful right now.

- Should I be an artist? - Yeah.

- Ready? Go! - Whoa!

- Wow! - I'm Angie!

Whoa!