The first 200 lines.
Damn. What you got going on today, girl?
Oh, nothing. I'm just, uh... you know,
- working in the studio. - Well, I'd like to stay
and get to know you better, but I got to get to work.
Get out of here, perv. That's for Montana.
- Oh. - She's just here
going through some of my old paintings
to see if anything's worth including in my next show.
You know, not every boss
wants to sleep with their assistant.
Besides, she's straight. I tried.
Sure you're not still trying?
Montana, this is my roommate Liza.
Oh, hi. So nice to meet you.
It's nice to meet you too, Montana.
- Bye. - Bye.
Why don't you sit down, take a break.
I made us some delicious avocado toast.
Oh, thank you,
- but I'm actually gluten free. - Oh.
Of course you are.
Marketing research I did on influencers.
I'm not sure that's going to come up today, but thank you.
Morning, everyone. I'd like to jump right in, if we could.
Oh, I have some news. But it can wait.
Invitations went out for Bonfire,
the top-secret Achilles retreat
for leaders in publishing.
Regrettably, Empirical did not get invited.
But...
Millennial did.
Oh, my God. Are you serious?
- What? - See for yourself.
Oh, my God.
This is huge.
Rod Stewart sat next to me at Sushi Nakazawa last night.
What does it mean?
I assume it means he lives in the Village.
No, I mean, is this something
that we need to prepare for?
You have been asked to be
on the "Future of Publishing" panel,
so prepare some thoughts for that.
Otherwise, have a good time.
Moving on. Congratulations.
Kelsey, Diana.
Can I see you both in my office?
- Is something wrong? - It's about Liza.
What do you two think
about giving Liza a promotion?
What would that look like for me?
I don't plan on
leaving you without an assistant, but...
I think she could handle
more responsibility with Millennial.
Actually, I think that Millennial could use someone a step above Liza.
We are... Growing really fast.
Well, in my opinion,
Liza is up to the task...
but I'm open to exploring other options.
Make a reservation.
We need to have lunch.
- Thank you. - That's enough for her.
This is nice.
What's the occasion?
Liza, we have a heavy afternoon,
so I'll cut to the chase.
I know that Kelsey stole your boyfriend.
She absolutely did not.
But she's living with him.
Yes, they are roommates.
But Kelsey hasn't done anything wrong.
Then... you must have.
Whatever, it doesn't matter. Just fix it.
Kelsey is in a position now to make decisions,
and I would hate to see you let personal drama
get in the way of... a promising career.
Of course. You're right.
If you care to talk about it, I'm a pretty good listener.
Well, the truth is...
the reason Josh and I ended
had absolutely nothing to do with Kelsey...
Shh! Richard's ex-wife just walked in.
- What? - Don't, don't...
How do you know?
Because I Facebook stalk her. Is that what you want to hear?
Her name is Winnie.
She also happens to be a therapist.
Her best friend Cindy lives in Nyack.
Uh... well, we can leave if you...
Don't be ridiculous. We are not in high school.
Hi.
Thank you.
Should I introduce myself to her?
No, I don't think so.
- I feel like I know her. - You don't.
- Diana. - No, I'm fine.
Hello, Winnie?
- I'm Diana Trout. - I'm sorry, do I know you?
No, no, but we have a...
mutual acquaintance. Richard Caldwell?
How do you know Richard?
We're dating.
You're Richard's new girlfriend?
I'm sorry... I'm sorry, you seem very nice.
Hi. We'll take these to go.
- Hey. - Hey.
I found a bunch of stats on publishing trends.
"Wall Street Journal" did an article.
So did "Publisher's Weekly."
I thought those might be useful for the panel.
Yeah, what I really need is for you
to book a rental car from the Burlington airport.
I'll send you a PDF of my driver's license...
I'm assuming you don't want to be in the system.
No, it's okay. I figured out
all the ID tricks a while ago.
Of course you did.
- Hey, you sick of me already? - Uh-huh.
No.
- I got invited to Bonfire. - Oh?
¿Qué es Bonfire?
That internet company, Achilles,
sponsors this invite-only conference
for people in publishing to network.
Mm-hmm. Sounds like an excuse
- to hook up. - Oh, yeah, that too.
I need to go on a little retreat.
I'm telling ya...
Mm. Hello, beautiful strangers.
- Tinder? - What?
Do you have a better suggestion here?
- No. - All right.
I fully support you.
Aww, thanks.
Hey, I found some camping gear
that some old girlfriends left behind.
I thought you could use it for your adventure in the woods.
Uh, thanks, but I think this is going
to be more like "glamping" than camping.
What's this?
Oh, it's a bunch of stuff that Josh left.
I feel like I should get it back to him.
Well, you only take stuff back
if you're looking for an excuse to see him.
Are you?
No.
Well, then it's yours.
You should see my pile.
A hot/cold canteen is a little less valuable
than his vintage leather jacket.
- Not to Gretchen. - Really? This says "Lani."
Lani's someone that Gretchen dated before...
Jeez, I'm a lesbian archive.
Yeah, I don't want this bedroom to turn into
- a Josh museum. - You know what?
I'll get his stuff back to him.
You don't have to be involved.
Done.
Okay.
Thank you.
- Liza Miller and Kelsey Peters. - Wonderful.
We have you both in cabin 12.
Oh, what's the Wi-Fi code?
There's no Wi-Fi in the Achilles Forest.
It's a chance to unplug,
so people can actually talk to each other.
- That's nice. - You're kidding me.
We do have a counselor on-site if you experience withdrawal.
This map will show you how to get to your cabin.
Would you like two keys?
- No. - Definitely.
Can I get another map?
Hello, everyone, and welcome to Bonfire.
Wow, is that Boomer?
He doesn't actually come anymore.
He just beams in.
I'm honored to be in the presence
of some of the greatest minds
in the publishing industry.
I hope you all came here ready to give
and open to receive.
Boomer's a little creepy, am I right?
Said the woman who's talking to herself.
If there's anything you need,
don't hesitate to ask your Boomer Bots.
Panels begin in the morning, so... have fun tonight.
- To you! - To you.
Did you have fun last night?
I did.
Good. We have that panel in a couple of hours.
I know, Liza.
What?
Nothing.
No. What is it, Liza?
Nothing. No big deal.
Yeah. I was out all night.
I slept with a stranger. I drank too much.
I have no problem being honest about who I am.
So go ahead, don't hold back. Say what you were gonna say.
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