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♪ We go, we go, we go, we go every night ♪
♪ We know, we know, we know, we know a good time ♪
♪ We don't, we don't, we don't ♪
Keys, keys, keys.
The reporter from Fortune Magazine
will be here at 9:00.
- Okay. - Your lunch is confirmed.
And it's Randall Cole's birthday.
- Any genius gift ideas? - Let me think.
Um, he is the chairman of my board, so...
♪ That you can't deal with it ♪
Uh...
- My floor seats. - Your floor seats.
♪ Deal with it ♪
Housemates, is anybody up?
I lost my keys at the club.
♪ Back of a police car A free ride to the next bar ♪
♪ We're taking it too far ♪
♪ We took it too far ♪
And please, no more parking tickets.
The fines, they're gonna affect your credit score.
Yeah, I got it.
♪ We go, we go, every night ♪
And no sampling the merchandise.
- I'm not kidding. - All right, Frank.
♪ I'm pretty sure that you can't deal with it ♪
♪ Deal with it ♪
Morning.
- Mm. - L-love it, love it.
Lose it. Never admit you had it.
Reporter's ready right over there, down the hatch.
Thank you.
♪ Na-na-na-na-na-na Deal with it ♪
Frank's Woodfired, hot and fresh!
Enjoy.
You know, it looks like you're already
set up with some kombucha.
Curtis's mom home-makes it.
- Everyone loves Beverly's Booch. - Hm.
- Shall we?
♪ Lights on, we roll up ♪
♪ Make-up and undercuts ♪
♪ Blap-blap-blap-blap, blap it up ♪
♪ I'm pretty sure that you can't deal with it ♪
BeScheduled isn't just a calendar app.
It's a lifestyle tool that keeps you
on time and on schedule.
Like the cool kids say, "FOMO no mo."
Employees get a carbon offset workspace, flex scheduling,
and our Mother's Room is available to anyone
who needs a time out, mother or not.
Sounds like everything's going as scheduled
here at BeScheduled.
- I see what you did there. - Yep.
So, no truth to the rumors, the board is ousting you
and replacing you with Sadie Cole.
What?
Absolutely not.
You're firing me...
from the company that I founded
and replacing me with Randall's daughter?
And no one here has a problem with this?
Subscriptions are down.
You've had three bad quarters in a row.
Sadie resuscitated Glamour Shack
with-with her friendship bracelet initiative.
Her being my daughter isn't the point.
She has big, fresh ideas.
You blocked me from my proposals
to update the web interface design.
I am over here trying to revitalize this brand,
and you have blocked me at every turn.
It is the job of a board to support its founder's vision,
and you set me up to fail.
We have a fiduciary responsibility
to our shareholders,
and we've lost confidence in you.
As chairman, I have to make tough decisions.
Getting the stock price back up is our primary concern.
Every stock has a down day, Randall.
The board has the voting power to remove you.
It was unanimous.
Even you, Margery?
The first female fist through the glass ceiling?
Where is the sisterhood, Margery?
Your exit compensation package.
No. No.
Mm-mm. Mm-mm.
I can't, um, it's fine.
Aww, Megs.
No crying in baseball.
Actually, Randall,
there is no crying in basketball.
Also, you no longer validate parking.
So, there.
Oh, and you tell Sadie, we are not friends.
♪ I'm busting out like dynamite ♪
♪ You ain't ready for that ♪
Hold on. Aged out? Of what?
Girl, I just sent you Randall's press release about Sadie.
Be strong.
Ahh.
"It's sad, Megan Moore is an icon,
but it's time she steps aside
to let a new generation revive the brand?"
I'm only eight years older than Sadie.
We're both millennials.
Randall's working overtime to trash you.
Says you've lost your touch.
Yuki, what am I supposed to do?
I'm the best executive recruiter around.
Normally I could find some moneybags backer
for a new venture, but you're radioactive.
You need to lie low. Let this blow over.
But all I do is work.
I mean, who am I even
if I'm not running a company?
Self-care. Reconnect with old friends.
Meditate. Volunteer.
Do people actually do those things?
No idea. Saw it on TikTok.
Greg. Greg, hi.
Megan Moore.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Long time no talk.
Uh-huh.
Mm-hmm. Oh, wow.
Oh, three kids.
Wow, Greg, you-you-you're breaking up a little bit. I...
A lot has happened to my sophomore year roommate.
How did every guy I ever dated moved on already?
Hello and welcome to the mindful movement.
I'm Sarah Raymond, and I invite you
to make yourself comfortable.
No, there's no way it's only been one minute.
Take a moment to pause.
Bubble hopping is as simple as getting out of your own
bubble and getting to know someone else
from a different bubble. Broaden your horizons.
See things from another person's point of view.
Experience their day-to-day.
Get out of your own boring rut.
That's it.
Hey, the nice lady at the rescue
said you all just need a good walk.
Easy-peasy, right?
Oooh.
Curtis, help!
Help me, 911!
Thank you for rounding up the dogs.
Sure. I didn't know you cooked.
Oh, I don't. I think these spices came with the house.
Do you think that we organized them
alphabetically or by flavor profile?
You need a real project.
Like, something you can sink your claws into
and shred to pieces and eat the beating heart out off.
You know, be yourself.
Yes, I know. But what?
No. No, it's my mom. Nope.
- You have a mom? - Yes.
I work very hard to keep Lois out of my flight path.
Lois? Years together, I never knew this.
Yes, well, if you ever met her or my sister,
you would understand why.
You have a sister?
Yep.
I'm dizzy.
Next you're gonna tell me you have a dad.
Oh, no. I don't. He died when I was 13.
Oh, thank God.
His passing kind of ruined my childhood.
Sorry. Sorry.
No, I meant more like,
how much of your real life have you kept hidden from me?
Well, let's see.
Uh, Izzy, sister,
was a toddler when our dad died.
My mom remarried, and Ken's the only father figure
who she's ever really known.
- Ken? - Mm-hmm.
And they've been bothering me to come over for dinner
ever since I got fire...
Fi...
I can't do it.
Ooh, it's Beverly's turkey taco night.
- Can I leave early? - Yes, of course.
Jealous you're so close with your mom.
Go. See your mom.
Bring her the spices.
Sorry. We already gave at the office.
Oh, that's... Here we go.
Kidding.
- Fun. - Come on in.
- Hug. - Hello.
- Mm. - Ohh.
You know, I thought you'd look more depressed.
You sound disappointed.
Well, it's okay to show feelings.
Have you been journaling? Mourning gratitude?
Are these the questions I have to answer
before I cross a troll bridge?
Mom, Megan's here.
Oh, a sight for sore eyes!
The Meg!
Dad, that's not the compliment you think it is anymore.
Very good to see you. Ken, I brought you some spices.
Oh, oh.
Smells so good.
Ooh, it's Friday.
I'm making the ladies Grown-Up Shirley Temples.
- Uh-oh. - On the rock.
Wonderful.
That Good Ship Lollipop goes down smooth. Thank you, Ken.
The bartender's on duty all night.
That sounds like my firstborn child,
but it couldn't be because that would require
she visit me ever.
Feet off the sofa, Izz.
Oh, poor, poor baby.
I'm fine, it's fine.
Ah. You know, I just thought you might look
a little more depressed.
Why, thanks, mom.
How are you? How have you been?
Oh, well, I barely survived last week.
- What happened? - My sciatica flared.
But Izzy was my nursemaid,
and we ordered an ice cream
and watched some cozy mysteries.
Harrowing tale. So glad you survived.
Oh, goody, oh.
The man's finished fixing Izzy's car.
Kenny, can you come pay him?
Yes, yes, here I come.
And there you go.
Mm. Oh.
Now that you have a new window
and I put you on my phone plan,
I just feel so much better knowing you're safe, Izz.
Thank you, mom, love you.
Okay, you pay for Izzy's phone?
Well, only since her old one got stolen.
Mm, yeah.
I handed my purse to some girl
in the bathroom line for, like, one second.
I'm so amazed that she didn't steal your wallet.
Oh, there's nothing in there anyways.
So, what else did I miss?
Well, meeting Izzy's new boyfriend, for one.
Woody would be here, but he's waiting to be bailed out.
Hm.
Of jail?
Well, street art is his passion.
He tried to make a run for it, but you know,
he's not a fitness guy.
Hmm.
♪ Cool if we all live out in the street ♪
Hey, dad.
How's it going up there?
You'd really like the basketball this season.
I think it's our year.
♪ Who am I to say? ♪
I'm finally relaxing
after years of nose to the grindstone.
You know, one time in 2019, I didn't sleep for three nights.
- I did that at Burning Man. - I was relaunching the app.
- I was relaunching myself. - Okay, well...
...it is not a competition, girls.
Mm, Ken, tank's empty.
These are delish, though.
- What is the secret ingredient? - Alcohol.
You know, Megan, why don't you let Ken make you some coffee?
Blegh!
You know, sweetie, now that you're not
so busy with work all the time--
Actually, I'm very busy. I'm volunteering at a doghouse.
It's a shelter. It's a doghouse shelter.
Well, maybe you two sisters could hang out.
Sisters.
- Nothing like sis-- - Ken?
- Coffee. - Yeah.
- I love dog rescues. - Sure.
I mean, it is a good idea, mom.
But I could never take your little Izzy Wizzy away from you.
What are you-what are you talking about?
Guys, do not make me say it.
You're completely codependent.
And Izzy, I love you, but you have no ability
to take care of yourself.
Mom and K-dog just swoop in and fix everything.
Okay, you know what? Izzy is just finding her path.
Path? She's almost 30. It's a road to nowhere.
You know what? That's enough, Megan.
I'm sorry.
Kid, you got a lot of potential.
And you wanna know something, if you let me
I could turn your life right around.
I would run it like a corporation,
and you would be a big success.
- Huge. - Ken, please.
I mean, Megan makes solid points.
I wanna thank you for that backup, K-Dog. I really do.
But mom's right, and I should call a ride share.
No, I'll drive you.
I don't like you riding in cars with strangers.
Hmm.
The Ken-pire strikes back.
Here we go. Thank you.
Thank you for dinner. Okay.
Sweetie, she's just going through a rough time.
She's venting.
Oh.
Okay, okay, I'm coming. I'm coming.
Okay.
Hi. Uh, if we're about to slap fight, could we do it outside?
The cleaners were just here.
Oh, oh, oh, Iz, Iz, Iz...
If this is about last night, I didn't mean it.
No, you did mean it.
Okay, I did, but in much more of, like,
an inside voice kind of a way.
You were right. I am almost 30. I'm freaking out.
I'm not together. I'm a wreck. I'm not perfect like you.
No, no, no. I never said I was perfect.
Okay, the last 12 hours
since your speech has been a journey.
Bigger than when I went to that sound bath in Joshua Tree
and I saw the space wolf.
I need coffee for this.
I'm freaking out. I need your help.
There was a lot of cocktail involved in that.
Yeah, cocktails tell the truth. In Vegas, Veritas.
Or whatever that saying is.
Run my life like a corporation.
Make me your project. Make decisions for me.
Make me a success like you.
I'm just...
not really a success right now, Iz, okay?
Just ask my former board of directors.
I will do anything you say.
Promise.
You really do mean this, don't you?
Uh, mom did say she wanted us to hang out.
Okay, no, wait. Nope, I get it.
I get it now. You're just substituting out mom with me.
- Nope. - No. Y-you could have help.
You could have support, like, what if you built, like,
a little board of directors thingy, okay?
Or, like, just, like, a really supportive board.
I mean, it's not the worst idea.
What? Did I just have a good idea?
I could see it, actually.
Uh, life coach by committee.
A team of people to guide you, set you up for success,
help you learn to stand on your own two feet.
Yes, that. That's what I need. I need that.
I mean, it's so crazy. It kind of just might work.
So, uh, who do we put on this board?
Oh, I know someone perfect.
- Mom. - No, absolutely not.
Mom is...
Izzy, mom is half the problem.
We cannot even tell mom about this.
But we share everything.
She's gonna smell the secret on me like onion bagel breath.
Izzy! It is time to cut the apron strings.
- What does that even mean? - Okay.
It-it just means no mom.
You have to promise me.
I saw you just cross your fingers behind your back.
How old are we, Izzy?
Okay, thank you.
- Was that so hard? - Hmm.
Okay, let me book us some office space.
Oh, I know, we can use that place, uh,
Lilypadd, that co-work place that went under.
It'll be perfect. There's nobody there.
And I will find our board of directors.
Just you leave it to me.
Oh, come on, come on, come on. There it is.
Hey, that was mine.
♪ Going mad, so ecstatic ♪
♪ Way too cool Cash in cash out ♪
Izzy, no, no, don't you dare double dip.
Did you just double dare me to do it?
Don't eat the hummus.
We're ready to go. Music cue's all loaded.
Great. Entertaining her is gonna be key.
All right.
Izzy, come have a seat.
Why would you... Okay.
It's a nice assortment.
All right. Well, without any further ado...
Isobel Alexandra Moore, are you ready
to meet your new board of directors?
You are familiar with her work if you've seen my wardrobe.
- A queen of fashion. - Professional stylist. Jila.
She's like a supermodel.
She loves a fixer-upper.
Uh, it's not giving.
- It's taking. - Taking?
- I love an impossible challenge. - Okay.
Next up, we have retired CPA,
small business owner, and kitten rescue advocate...
Your current boss, Frank.
Frank, you're in on this.
Rooting for you, baby.
- Boom. - Oh, you little softie.
Frank wants you to find your financial footing
and a new career far away from his pizza business.
Far away.
Okay, our next board member
is the author of an extremely popular e-mail newsletter
on love and relationships,
Soulxercise.
Patsy!
Izzy's childhood babysitter.
Izzy bear, come in for a smother.
Ah!
Izzy was a lovable terror
who always went through my purse.
I'm excited to see who she'll become.
Okay.
There's one more person who's late.
Not impressing me.
Curtis, I thought you screened this guy.
I did. He was the best applicant from online.
Also the only one who wasn't totally bananas.
Right. Uh, pardon.
Every responsible board must recruit an independent director,
meaning someone who has no personal stake in the company,
so I'm afraid we can't really proceed until we...
Oh.
Ah, the parking thief.
The bubble-hopping guy?
Dominic Hayes, chair of psychology at Rossmore College.
So, she's a fan of my videos.
I wouldn't say a fan,
more of a algorithmically accidental viewer.
And that parking spot was fair game.
Uh, why did you respond to the ad?
A person's life ran like a corporation.
Never hopped into that kind of bubble.
Bring it on.
Hey!
Hello, fellow board members.
I am Megan, Izzy's sister,
and the chairperson of this board. Hmm?
Yes, with a question already.
Yeah, I thought the role of chairperson
is something we all vote on.
Right.
Robert's Rules of Order
will be followed by this board.
Curtis, are you taking minutes?
- Always am. - Great.
Then I formally propose
that I be chairperson of this board,
unless, of course, anyone else thinks
that they are better suited for the job.
Not me.
All in favor, say "aye." Aye.
There, we voted.
- You happy? - Yeah.
Good.
Now, let's get started.
Izzy, what do you want out of life?
I, um, I wanna be able to afford nice stuff.
Gorgeous stuff.
Um, I would love hair,
like they have in the shampoo commercials.
And a boyfriend who's not gonna sell my TV for burrito money.
How about for calzone money?
- Goals. Limited... - Mhm.
- ...but nonetheless, goals. - Mm-hmm.
Okay, now, our primary objective
is to ensure that we improve
the overall trajectory of Izzy's life.
Our core value,
make sure that Izzy's best interests
are front and center.
All in favor, say "aye."
Aye.
Wonderful.
Izzy, do you promise to follow the objectives
set forward by your board of directors?
I do.
- Yeah, there. - That's...
Wow.
Curtis strike that from the minutes.
The minutes shall reflect
that this board has officially been formed.
I'll send you those bylaws later.
All right, on to committee assignments.
Jila, branding and marketing.
Frank, finance and strategic planning.
You got it.
Patsy did you just hit
40 years married to Al?
And still snuggling like newlyweds.
Okay, your committee's definitely
relationship management.
If everyone doesn't already
have BeScheduled on their phone...
- Download it. - Download it.
I'll be sending calendar invites for
everyone's individual
presentations.
As for our psychology professor...
Right, yes. He's our unbiased observer.
He's responsible for evaluating
if the board is generally on the right track.
And your unpaid attendance is mandatory.
Well, it's a good thing
my workload is light this semester.
So, what's your committee assignment?
Operations oversight.
I will make sure that best practices
are used for all of our deliverables.
Now, our deadline.
Izzy's 30th birthday.
I know what you're thinking. It's only three months away.
- Good luck with that. - No problem for me.
- Three months. - So, we can do this.
With our guidance,
her world will be overhauled.
We can help her master the life skills needed
to be profitable and successful.
Let's do it.
Go, Izzy.
On that note, meeting adjourned.
We can do it.
Per ushe, I'm a miracle worker.
Troy Graves, nepo baby to the Graves oil dynasty,
is looking to impress daddy by investing in startups.
And he wants to hear what new app ideas you're cooking up.
Seriously, I'm on his radar?
He's new to this and isn't in Randall's world
of petty business politics.
All he needed to hear was how smart you are.
Well, I am working on a personal project,
sort of a full-life makeover of my sister.
- Really? Is that a thing? - Yeah, yeah.
The app idea would be
crowdsourcing your most important decisions.
Uh, tagline, "Life coach by committee.
Choose the right people and you can't go wrong."
I love it. Get your pitch together. I'll circle back.
Now, you all know me as Frank,
an easygoing, kitten-loving,
master of the Woodfired Pizza Oven.
But before I invested my retirement funds
into making gourmet pies,
I was Frank,
the accountant.
- Dark lord of numbers. - Oooh.
Now, Izzy,
how do you do your taxes?
Frank, doesn't the cash register
at work just add that automatically?
He means income taxes, sweet pea.
You know, I give you a W-2 every January.
Oh, yes, and I always say thank you.
Curtis, check the IRS database for outstanding warrants.
Excuse me. Um, do you even track your spending?
Oh, no, of course I do. I have a whole system.
Oh, I even brought it.
Shoe boxes for shoe receipts.
And then the takeout box is full of all the delivery orders.
And...
You know, I think that's just recycling.
Okay, uh, uh, before we learn how to budget,
we're gonna learn a new sentence, kitty cat.
"I can't afford it."
You can say it. "I can't afford it."
- I don't wanna say that. - Come on, Izzy, you agreed.
- Can I have a bathroom break? - Later.
I...
can't...
afford--
It's a start, and we'll work on it.
Okay.
You really did get the best spot.
I'm strategic.
Can't leave these things to chance.
Ah, practical life motto.
I go after what I want,
trying to be a good example to Izzy.
Uh-huh, is that why you're doing this?
What do you mean?
The psychologist in me wonders
what you're getting out of this.
Helping my sister.
- Goodnight. - Goodnight.
After doing a thorough evaluation
of Izzy's current inventory...
Oh, not my bridesmaid's Cabo dress.
She said we'll wear it all again.
I've been through four boyfriends in those jeans.
Those are my custom-made roller skates.
Classic. In a retro way.
- We keep. - Thank you. Mm-hmm.
Those are working clothes.
Those would be great on working women. They'd get a leg up.
Mermaids don't have legs.
One woman's trash is another woman's Halloween costume.
I'm focusing on maximizing our ROI.
I won't wear camping clothes.
ROI means return on investment.
I still won't wear camping clothes.
I motion rebranding Izzy in affordable, classic clothing.
Ooh, I second.
Wow.
All of this was in your car trunk?
Sample sale rejects. Budget-friendly designer.
Budget-friendly...
- Is this a real-- - Yes.
Welcome to my world.
Ooh.
The show will now begin.
- Oh. - Oh!
Ah, look at you, Izzy.
Izzy, looks fantastic. Oh my God, how fabulous.
Izzy, you,
you look beautiful.
Okay, today we are whiteboarding Izzy's new career prospects.
- Take it away, Frank. - Thank you, Megan.
I present Izzy's career options.
Are you even interested in these fields?
Uh, esthetician sounds fun.
Oh, I fainted during ear piercing.
Well, let's brainstorm careers that don't involve needles.
Izzy, larger question. What's your passion in life?
Work should bring you joy.
Nope, she's had enough joy. That's why we're all here.
Uh, Curtis, would you mind
reading back the minutes from our first meeting
about Izzy's goals?
- "I wanna afford nice stuff--" - That-that's enough.
- Iz, is that still true? - Yeah, yeah.
Okay, let's work backwards from there.
Okay, here we go.
There is no money in ear piercing.
Half the people in my gym think that they're also yoga teachers,
and I am not even addressing clown school.
We need to work with Izzy's core competencies,
so I drew up a resume.
Curtis, if you could please?
This is what will get Izzy the dream job.
"Most recent job, senior provisions courier,
Frank's Woodfired Pizza?"
I upscaled it a little.
"Branding sales associate,
Nation One Health Services."
Hm, I handed out sunscreen at Coachella
once and got a free ticket.
Aren't these kind of a stretch?
Yeah, well, they're kind of a stretch that worked.
My recruiter friend Yuki just got Iz
an interview this Thursday to be the receptionist
to a new art gallery.
Well, I don't know anything about art.
Oh, don't worry, honey, nobody does.
No. Okay, Frank will go over interview techniques with you.
Next action item,
Izzy's social media makeover is complete.
- That's nice. - Oh, that's so pretty and clean.
Megan had me scatter in some socially relevant
inspirational quotes.
There's a Marilyn Monroe. Goddess.
"Give a girl the right pair of shoes
and she can conquer the world."
Oh, come on.
Marilyn Monroe was the most
fake-quoted woman in history.
- Says who? - Bette Midler?
- The one who said that? - What?
"Hocus Pocus 2?"
- Okay. - "What Women Want."
The point is, it's inspirational.
And clearly getting a lot of likes. Double tap.
Yes!
So Izzy doesn't know we're coming?
As head of operations oversight,
I'm leading this unscheduled field trip
to check on compliance. Incognito.
In secret? I don't know.
Trust is a cornerstone to a relationship.
True, but with any kitten I rescue,
I consider the soul behind the meow.
Frank, you contain multitudes.
I can't believe I'm about to see my handiwork at work.
Izzy did land this job on her own.
What do you mean, with my fake resume or Frank's coaching?
Give her a little credit. I'll get it.
- Oh. After you. - Here. You first.
- Why are you making this weird? - Because I can.
Just let a guy open the door for you
with no strings attached.
Hi. Thanks for coming. If you like anything...
Hello, Artist Community Gallery.
- Okay. - Uh-huh.
No, mm-mm, that one is sold. Mm-hmm.
- There she is. - Ah, a receptionist in the wild.
Yeah, you know what? Maybe we'll get another.
No, yeah, no, that's not how it works, is it?
Okay. All right, we'll talk later.
- Thank you. - Hmm.
I don't care about whatever this is, but these
colors would look great on Izzy.
You know, I bet if I could do her colors,
I bet she's a spring.
- You're in my spot. - What?
Possession is 9/10ths of the law. Move it, tiny.
I could do that.
Wait. Could I do that?
I mean, what even is this?
It's art. Someone's life dream.
Hmm.
I admire the embracement of vacuous space
and uncertainty here.
Note to self, explore this theme
in a series of calzones.
Hm. Hello, here.
Megan?
- Ooh. - Megan?
- Mom? - What is going on here?
Oh, sweetheart, here I was,
so worried that your social media
had been hacked by A.I.
But, no, this, uh, this looks like it's the real deal.
Abort mission. We've been compromised. I repeat, abort.
This outfit. Izzy, wow.
That is not your usual mix-and-match coordinates
from the mall. It's gorgeous.
Is it real designer?
Yeah, no, it actually is, believe it or not.
Uh, mom, what are you doing here?
- Well, what are you doing here? - What are you both doing here?
I was tracking Izzy on her phone
because I don't know where you've been lately.
You certainly do go to some empty office building a lot.
Uh-huh, those are the Lilypadd offices,
and they hold sample sales there.
- Hmm. - Which explains Izzy's new look.
- Oh. - Mm-hmm.
And a new job, apparently.
Mom, what did you mean by tracked?
I put the Family Scan app on Izzy's new phone.
It's just a silly GPS thing.
Of course, Ken, he thinks I'm a worrywart.
But like Sally Field, "Not without my daughter."
Aw. Mom, you track us?
No, not Megan.
Unless you want me to, sweetheart.
No, I don't.
Uh, mom, we should probably let Izzy get back to work.
Well, what about dinner?
I mean, your poor baby sister, she's got to eat.
I'm buying.
I'm sorry. Have we met?
Uh, Dominic Hayes.
- Oh. - Yeah.
- Oh. You two are together. - No.
- I'm a fellow art lover. - Megan, he's adorbs.
Maybe we should all just go to Monsieur Frog's Bistro.
Oh, and, Izzy, you forgot
our appointment, so I just came here.
Mom and I have this, uh, tradition
where we go to bridal boutiques and we try on dresses
and drink free champagne.
Uh-huh. What? Oh, you can't tell me that's real.
- It is if you're engaged. - But why?
Can't a mother dream?
I mean, you girls are not getting any younger,
and I want grandchildren.
- Uh, bu... - I...
- Yes, you should definitely... - Right. Uh, you know what?
Sorry, mom. Um, I have to take this really seriously.
Aw. Oh, uh... Maybe...
All right, mom, we should probably let her. Come on.
We can't see any art? That's a very nice one, isn't it?
- It's wonderful. - It's beautiful.
Mom, there you are.
Look, the bad news is
Izzy cannot be your on-call play date anymore,
but the good news is you can stop paying her bills.
Well, moms like to be needed sometimes.
I understand, but please stop tempting her
and sabotaging her new career.
So, Dominic,
how long have you and Megan known each other?
- Not long. A few weeks. - Mm-hmm.
Oh, and what do you do?
Uh, please, mom, no interrogation.
Well, excuse me for being
curious about your life, Megan.
Would be the first time.
Ah.
So, you know, I do have that dinner rezzie.
How about all three of us go together?
Actually, we have a whole kind of art crawl thing happening,
so we can't make it.
It's a lovely offer, Lois.
- Little rain check? - You betcha.
So good to see you, mom. Get, get home safe.
Okay.
Goodbye.
Lois does not know anything about the board,
and it has to stay that way.
- Why? She seems delightful. - She is. She's lovely.
And she and Izzy are BFFs, but she totally coddles her.
And apparently they go on a weird secret shopping trip.
The fake wedding dressing actually sounds fun.
I mean, free champagne?
Wouldn't know. I've never been invited.
Aha.
Now, we're getting somewhere.
What does that mean?
Oh, no. Oh, no.
Do not do that psychology thing
where you make me answer my own questions,
because I am not jealous about being left out at all.
It's understandable if you are.
Look, I think your mom wants to hang.
This is me.
Of course it is. Right out the front.
- Hmm. - Let me.
Hey.
I'm fine.
Curtis, whiteboard and lights.
Our missy here is romantically on board.
Her little ship's tossing at the sea
because she can't find a reliable port to drop anchor.
Okay, yeah, when you see them bunch together like bad bananas.
Baby, you want a bow, not a barnacle.
Let's fish for a keeper.
Way to commit to the nautical theme.
Thanks, Frank. Al and I met on a holiday cocktail cruise.
The ocean is a metaphor for love.
So I motion this pearl ditch her oyster shell
and find someone new.
I second that motion.
Time to get on the soul-crushing
dating apps.
Eh, I don't know.
I think Izzy should meet a man doing things she loves.
You know, like traffic school or doubling back
to get free grocery store samples.
Yeah, but that's how she met all the bad bananas.
Oh, yeah, not true.
Woody and I met in line at the
porta potty for Lollapalooza.
All right, we need to get practical.
Treat finding love
like finding that one perfect pair of jeans.
They look good, they feel good, they're just right.
All of my online readers swear by truelovesmatch.com.
All right, so all in favor of online dating say "aye."
- Aye. - Nah.
He enjoys volleyball,
camping, and making authentic Thai food.
- Let's meet Zach! - No!
Oh, I'm still getting lost in his eyes.
He cut himself out from an old photo with an ex-girlfriend.
- He's clearly not over her. - Exactly.
It takes one second to take a new selfie.
If there's another arm in the photo, it's attached
to the hand he wishes he was holding.
- Mm-hmm. - Maybe it's his sister.
- Or a friend. - It's not.
Bullet dodged. Next.
All right, let's move on to Stephen.
He's a doctor who once revived
a heart attack victim on an airplane.
Sounds promising-ish. Let's see him.
Is that supposed to be his niece?
- Babysitting? - Maybe it's his own bambina.
Oh, I can't be a stepmom.
Online dating is such
a needle-in-a-haystack approach.
Right? That's why I deleted my dating app.
Same. It's just a big bait-and-switch.
What if we reverse-engineered this,
figured out what the ideal mate is?
I like your blue-sky thinking. Let's make a list.
- Meg loves a list. - Mm-hmm.
Like, for me, my ideal mate has to be funny.
Yes. Sense of humor is a must.
And they should also be at least a little bit handy.
Like, they could build a medium-level difficulty desk.
Exactly, like, owns an Allen-wrench
and isn't afraid of a little DIY.
Yes. And they have to be a basketball fan, of course.
Oh, 100%. Did you catch the game the other night?
Legendary.
And, you know, just somebody who you feel like
you can be yourself around. Someone...
someone you can confide in.
Yeah, someone who genuinely listens.
Yeah, someone who thinks
you're pretty great just the way you are.
Can we get the boat back on course?
I'm getting seasick.
While you two were so cutely sidetracked
with DIY and basketball,
Izzy picked Carson, a finance wizard who's into tennis,
Japanese whiskey, and Taylor Swift,
but only because his nieces twisted his arm.
And Patsy already messaged him.
Wow. Okay.
He just asked me out for tonight.
Uh, wow. Wait, Patsy, what did you...
Don't wanna know.
Well, that felt quick, but, uh,
all in favor of Izzy dating Carson, say "aye."
- Aye. - Nah.
Just don't like the guy. Bad vibes.
- Oh, Frank. - It's a fine option.
♪ How I'm supposed to act ♪
♪ I got a nosebleed straight away ♪
♪ He hadn't even told me his name ♪
♪ And the blood smeared on my face ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, blind date ♪
♪ He was cool though He was cool though ♪
♪ Helped me get cleaned up ♪
♪ We made very We made very ♪
♪ Very small talk ♪
♪ To the picture house ♪
♪ I was a wreck ♪
Professor Hayes with a crescent wrench in the...
- Upstairs bathroom. - Upstairs bathroom.
Hey, uh, thank you so much for coming over to help out.
Yeah, no worries.
I was just at home grading papers tonight anyway.
- Hmm. - Exciting, huh?
Oh, yeah.
Almost as exciting as my night
of wine and doom scrolling.
Speaking of, uh, grading papers,
why a professor of psychology?
You really wanna know?
Yes, I do wanna know.
Well, I'm fascinated about what makes people tick.
What motivates us.
- Why we do what we do. - Hm.
I moved to America, got a Ph.D. in psych,
but quickly realized I didn't wanna be a therapist.
Why not?
I enjoy the research.
Exploring the big picture and the teaching.
Gives me a healthy work-life balance.
Oh, right, yeah, like, uh, grading papers
on a Saturday night kind of work-life balance.
Ouch. Madame Wine-and-Doomscroll.
Wait a minute. Uh-huh.
Your rubber gasket's shot.
Ooh, I have more of those.
Sometimes when I'm at Hardware Hamlet,
I like to stock up.
- Yeah, me too. - Hmm.
Here we go. Okay.
- And... - And...
Voila.
Oh, that is perfect. Thank you.
I really appreciate you coming over.
I didn't think you'd text me back.
Didn't even think you really liked me very much.
Well, you stole my parking spot.
You cannot get over that, can you?
Yeah, I, uh, I have to admit,
I've, um, never met anyone like you before. It's refreshing.
You've, uh, certainly rocked me out of my bubble.
Happy to help out.
But I am recording the game if you, you know, wanted to...
Oh, uh, you're inviting me to watch the game?
Well, I mean, you're the psychology professor,
so you tell me.
Sure.
Yay!
♪ Live a little not worry about a damn thing ♪
♪ Red eyes long sights ♪
♪ Get a little I deserve... ♪
What's here?
A surprise.
♪ Na na na na na na ♪
♪ Great Escape ♪
♪ Na na na na na na ♪
Ta-da!
- It's yours. - What?
- Oh, no way. - Thought you'd like it.
No, no, no, no way. As in, I can't afford this.
- See? I practiced. - Hmm.
Actually, you can.
Well, I technically paid the deposit
and the first six months' rent,
but, uh, think of it as a gift
to get you out of that roommate situation.
Plus, if you stick to the budget
that we drew up for you, you absolutely can afford it
with this fancy new gallery job.
Okay.
I will move in under one condition.
Mm.
- Lunch with mom. - No.
Why not? You are too hard on her.
I'm not too a-anything on her, Iz. I'm not.
Okay, well I miss her and I think
if we do spend a little time with her, then
maybe she wouldn't try to track me down like she did before.
Okay, that's fair.
Oh, and you guys can meet my new man.
Do you mean Carson?
- Izzy, that's very fast. - We've been out twice.
You know, Carson talks a lot about work
and you know I know it's very important
because I don't understand a word he's saying.
That's not true, Iz.
- No, it is. Wait till you see. - Okay.
What I mean is Izzy, you're very smart.
I got a negative on my SAT.
I didn't know that was possible.
When you don't show up, it is.
Okay, anyway, I am very much
looking forward to meeting Carson.
It's really good to meet someone
who opens your world up.
- Oh... - Yeah.
- Who is he? Tell me. - I didn't...
Tell me, tell me, tell me.
Uh, oh, my God.
- Is it Dominic? - How?
It is Dominic.
- It-it-it is so cute. - "Cute?" Is it cute?
- Yes, that he's into you. - I don't...
I mean, how can you tell?
When was the last time you've dated?
I remember high-waisted jeans
were coming back into style.
Oh...
Anyway, he did kind of come over the other night.
Oh, way to go, sis.
- Fixed my shower. - Mm. Mm-hmm.
Anyway, I thought we were talking about you and Carson.
- I can't wait to meet him. - And you will.
At lunch. With mom.
Hmm. Hmm.
Thirty George Washingtons for a cheeseburger.
Izzy knows to meet us here, right?
- Yes. Yes. - And not Monsieur Frog's Bistro?
Yes, Mom. Carson made the reservation.
Does he think we're paying?
Honey, did you bring the airline miles credit card?
- Dollywood, here we come. - Don't worry.
Izzy says it's his treat and that this guy makes bank.
Oh. Well, when did you talk to Izzy?
Um, I can't remember exactly, but it was...
It did happen and it was, it was recently-ish.
Oh, I hope this is one of those places
that send leftovers home in those big foil swans.
He looks chiseled out of marble.
The real stuff, not the countertops.
Hm, I could take him in an old school Navy pull-up contest.
I am good.
Everyone, this is Carson.
Izzy told me all about you. Ken, Lois, Megan.
Sit, sit.
So, how did you two meet
and why didn't I know anything about this before?
Because they, uh, met online, right, Iz?
Yep. It's a True-love's-match.
- Oh. - See what I did there?
So clever.
And "Carson," that is a handsome name.
So, what is it that you do
besides belong to an elegant club?
- Hedge fund manager. - Oh, manager.
Now that sounds very official.
Uh, how about I order us all
the best dishes and we share?
- Okay. - Okay.
We will have two of your filet mignons...
He's a little different for Izzy.
Why? 'Cause he has a job?
Well, yes, and he's wearing shoes.
- Very nice shoes. - All right, and make it quick.
I'm mangry.
Wow, you have such a good sense of humor.
And he is so smart.
Uh, Carson's teaching me a lot about his work.
Like derivatives...
Derivatives. That's where it's at.
I didn't know that Izzy was interested in money.
Uh, besides spending mine.
Oh, we call it "finance," not "money."
Oh, well, ah, look at me.
I don't know the insider lingo.
Ken, could you hold this...
So fascinating.
My expertise is in long-short equity strategy.
See, now what that is in layman's terms--
Taking the long position on a stock on the rise
and the short position on a stock on the decline.
Hey, sounds like sister took Accounting 101.
Yeah, actually, I'm...
- Never mind. - Well, it's all Greek to me.
The-the Greeks did invent money.
And a salad.
Um, hey, I thought Dominic was gonna be here.
Ooh, yes. Art Dominic.
- I liked him. - We're just pals.
Oh, is that because you friend zoned him with home repairs?
- Ooh, girl talk. - No girl talk.
- Denial. - Well, you know what?
If you girls do wanna gossip,
we could do a three-way FaceTime.
I do it all the time with Jill and Ronna
from the baking Reddit.
- Mm... - Babe, before I forget.
Big client drinks tonight.
- You gonna change? - Oh, uh...
Okay, so if it's cocktail attire, you could wear
that green dress from "the sample sale."
Mm, oh, uh, do you think gold shoes or black?
Oh, uh, black for sure.
Well, I am gonna have to check out
this "sample sale" myself sometime soon.
Mm, mm...
Thank you so much.
- Oh, Izzy. Okay. - I want a hug.
- Call me. - All right, I will.
I will. I will.
Okay. Bye.
Something is going on here.
Yeah mom, Izzie finally decided to adult.
Does this have something to do with that
dinner party monologue from last month?
- Mom, why would you say that? - Wha...
New look, new job, new boyfriend.
All without consulting me.
I just hope she's happy.
Of course she's happy. Why wouldn't she be?
This is everything she's ever wanted.
Is it?
Okay, what does that mean?
Oh... nothing.
♪ Six swans a-swimming, leftovers for K-Dog ♪
Oh...
♪ Let's get Lois home ♪
Could you just... Yeah, I'll hold 'em.
- You just very gentle with 'em. - Yeah, just give it to me.
- Very gentle with 'em now, okay? - Yeah.
- See you later, Meggers. - See ya, K-pop.
Thank you, my good man.
Bill, bill, bill...
Hmm, so many bills.
Wow, so much boring mail.
No, uh, no Carson today?
Oh, he's in Vegas for a bachelor party for one of his bros.
- Hmm. - Private plane.
Pricey cigars. High stakes poker.
Sounds boring.
- Agreed. - Hmm.
Hey, uh, Iz, are you, um...
are you happy with Carson?
Well, it's what the board chose, right?
Uh, yeah, but that's not really what I'm asking.
- Is that my mail? - Well, it's not mine.
That's very 1990s.
Oh, is that a party invitation?
Let's see.
Looks like Marjorie's turning the big seven-O.
Uh, she was my board member at BeScheduled.
She was the only one who I actually liked.
Well, I love a party. Let's go.
Oh, no, Izzy, it's not like that kind of a party.
It's gonna be, you know, fancy champagne,
classical music, you know, just corporate chit-chat.
Well, you had me at "free champagne."
Izzy, first of all, there's no such
thing as free champagne.
Why?
Look, Randall's gonna be there, okay?
That trash basket that ousted you from your job?
- That very trash basket. - Well, who cares?
If Marge wants you to be there, you should go.
No, you know what? You're right.
I should not let Randall dictate my social schedule.
Exactly.
So what are we wearing?
It's just wild to me that Carson goes to this club, too.
I mean, I just can't believe that all rich people
belong to the same one.
Certainly does seem that way.
Oh, thank you.
Izzy, you...
Izzy, you can't.
There's Marjorie.
Birthday girl, guest of honor.
- Hi, Marge. - Hi.
Happy birthday. Work it, girl.
Oh, sorry. Thank you.
Nice crowd.
I thought that was you, Megs.
Randall, what, ahem, what a surprise.
Oh, you're the surprise. You look great.
I, uh, thought you'd look more depressed.
That's my line. Joke-stealer.
Actually, no, I've never been happier.
And free.
Free of BeScheduled's plummeting
stock, now that Megan Moore isn't at the helm.
Frank and me watch the stock market.
- Good job. - Well...
every stock has a down day.
And where have I heard that before?
Randy, firing my sister was a big mistake. Epic.
You and the board might think you're
flying high but you aren't.
You wanna know why Megan looks so great?
She's got the wind beneath her wings.
What is this nonsense?
It's called a clapback. Don't try to keep up.
If you'll excuse me, I'll be, uh...
taking my leave.
Perfect. My work is done here.
- Hmm. - Izzie, that was incredible.
You, you really had my back just then.
Why do you sound so surprised?
Well, I d... I don't know.
I, I haven't exactly always, or maybe even ever,
been there for you in sisterly backup moments like that.
Better late than never.
Let's celebrate.
Can we get some lemon drop shots?
That sounds awful.
That's what everyone says at first. Come on.
♪ Now lean to the front lean to the back ♪
♪ Now swivel those hips swivel those hips ♪
♪ Make everybody wanna have a heart attack ♪
♪ Now, back, back, back, back, back, back ♪
♪ Back, back, back, back, back, back, back ♪
♪ Now stop ♪
♪ Wait for the drop ♪
Do not be fooled by their cuteness.
They're smart and wily creatures.
I never even knew you liked dogs.
Wait, you know we had a dog before you were born, right?
- You did? - Yeah.
Well, he was mostly dad's dog.
Gus, he was a Basset Hound.
Why am I just hearing about this?
I can't believe mom never talks about Gus.
Or dad.
She's just worried what Ken will think,
and I think she's probably very sad.
- What was Gus like? - Oh, he was the very best.
He was obsessed with the mailman.
He had these velvet ears.
Passed gas. It would clear a room.
He sounds perfect.
He really was.
I remember when he died,
he told me this story about how Gus had crossed over
to the other side of the Rainbow Bridge
and how he was playing with puppies on the other side.
I wasn't really sure if I bought it, to be honest with you,
but I could tell it made dad feel better,
so I went along with it.
That's sweet.
I wish I had more memories with dad like you do.
Hey, you know I'd love to talk
with you about that stuff like any time, right?
I'm really glad we're doing this,
you know, hangin' out as sisters.
Me too.
Hey, do you remember that time we went roller skating?
Oh, how could I forget? You taught me everything I know.
I remember being so nervous
for Leslie Parker's roller derby-themed party,
and then look at me. I crushed seventh grade.
Pretty much a big deal now.
I don't know what I would have done if you didn't
teach me how to stop.
Guess who Troy Graves and his moolah
want to meet with tomorrow? You.
Oh, that is the best news!
I told him all about your sister-fixer project.
He loves this idea of a crowd sourcing decisions app.
Oh, that's fantastic.
I mean, I'm still very much in, you know,
the strategy and development
phase, but it is going so well.
I mean, the change in Izzy's life has been unreal.
And that's what the money people like to hear.
Go do this. It's my finder's fee on the line.
And it's my second chance.
Thank you, Yuki.
Yes!
Ooh!
Okay...
Yada yada yada.
Okay.
Okay, so we've been talking about the five steps
of The Psychology of Change.
Pre-contemplation, contemplation,
preparation, action, and maintenance.
Now, while the steps sound like a steady
forward progression, the model actually represents a spiral
because individuals are...
...individual.
Each marches
to the beat of their own drummer.
Recycling through the steps
is often the rule,
not the exception.
Um, okay. Read chapters 14 to 18 by next class.
Have a great weekend, everyone.
Thank you.
Auditing my intro to Psych class?
Yeah, a little bit.
Something you said actually stuck with me.
Do you worry that Izzy's, you know,
kind of, destined to cycle back through the stages of change?
- Well, do you? - Kind of.
I mean, think about it.
Historically, she's been a pretty...
Wait, you're doing that thing.
You're doing that thing where you're gonna make
me answer my own questions again.
I'm not falling for it.
Hey, uh, I actually have some news.
I have a meeting with a startup investor tomorrow.
Wow, congrats. That's fantastic.
Thank you.
Funny enough, Izzy M Inc. actually gets the credit.
The concept is "Life coached by committee,"
except, you know, in an app format.
- And what does Izzy think? - Oh, I mean...
we're still in talking concept stage.
We'll let her know when there's something to know.
Well, a heads up wouldn't hurt.
It's early, you know. I don't wanna jinx anything.
Besides, if it goes forward,
I'd involve her in the development process.
So yeah, sister-sister win.
Well, if you think so, but I think
Izzy's in this for the sisterly bonding.
Not the business, you know, the emotional connection.
- She thinks this is real. - It is real.
We walked rescue dogs the other day.
It was a very bonding moment.
- Thanks again. No more drips. - Thanks.
You, um, you know, you could have returned this
at the next board meeting.
Oh, I was in the neighborhood.
By way of many other, totally unrelated neighborhoods.
- You free for dinner tonight? - Yeah, what were you thinking?
Oh, there's a fantastic little
gourmet market near your place.
Oh, nice. You wanna have dinner at a grocery store?
Not quite.
You did throw me there for a minute.
I like to keep you in your toes.
Uh, Lois gave me that pan as a gift for Christmas last year.
Cannot wait to tell her someone used it.
I take it you don't cook.
Oh, I realized after I left BeScheduled
that there's, kind of, a lot of things that I don't do.
Yeah, I don't cook. I don't meditate.
Don't really date.
But, um, Lois doesn't teach you any beloved family recipes?
Oh, she definitely did.
They all just start with a can
of soup or some tater tots.
I mean, not that I blame her.
She was pretty busy.
She had her hands full raising Izzy and I
by herself after our dad died,
he had a heart attack.
Um, sorry, that's, that's brutal.
Yeah. Look.
Dad.
He looks like a good guy.
Oh, the best. Like, best, best guy.
My mom gave me this, so I'll always
have him close to my heart.
It's nice.
It's kind of crazy to think about it.
Just overnight, Lois was a single working mom
of an incredibly willful toddler and a very grumpy teen.
I remember being just so mad.
I was so, so mad that my dad had died.
What a stupid reaction, right?
Uh, seems like a totally normal adolescent reaction.
Yeah, I remember just kind of wanting to push everyone away.
It just seemed easier somehow.
- And safer? - Yeah.
I just didn't wanna talk about it.
Figured it wouldn't change anything.
I remember kind of pretending to process everything.
I... wanted them to think I had everything under control.
Wanted to think that you could work things out your own way.
Self-reliance is kind of my superpower.
'Cause you like doing things on your own.
Put it this way.
I was already away at college
when my mom met Ken,
and, uh, Izzy was still in grade school.
So they formed their own little family unit,
and I forged my own path.
And an impressive path, that is.
You know, it's, um, not too late to befriend your mom.
You know, tell her how you feel.
Ugh...
I don't, um, I don't know.
This is so good. What did you put on the chicken?
Don't think I didn't notice you just changed the subject.
Well, I wouldn't ask if I didn't wanna know.
- Lemon zest. - Mm.
But the secret?
Adding just a little bit of paprika.
- Really? - Mm-hmm.
I mean, you've cooked everything.
You didn't have to wash the dishes as well.
Um, look, I'm an overachiever.
I do like that about you.
Well, um, goodnight.
Night.
Before I forget.
♪ Having known this about ya ♪
♪ I am makin' a move ♪
Goodnight.
♪ And I'm starting to doubt ya ♪
♪ Don't ask me to choose ♪
...going and going and going, and so,
I told Miller, "I'll eat you alive for lunch
if you mess with my performance compensation
with your soft turtle rates."
Actually, I'll order for myself.
I've got it. You just keep bringing the gorgeous.
You bring another fresh round of drinks.
Mm...
I looked up your sis.
High net worth.
Does she need a financial advisor?
You know, you never actually ask about my life.
Sure.
Can you ask your sister if she needs a financial advisor?
Okay. Who's adopted a kid?
Are you still using BeScheduled?
Oh, yeah. I like the structure and order.
- You? Really? - Yeah.
I, um, I texted you. You didn't text back.
Yeah, I'm sorry, uh, about the other night.
I had a really lovely time, but, um, it was unprofessional.
It's totally against the board of director bylaws.
You know those bylaws are made up, right?
Yeah, by me. I take them very seriously.
Do you ever not get too much inside your own head?
What?
My head, my rules.
I officially call this meeting to order.
Curtis, uh, no old business today.
Quick agenda. New business only.
I wanna dump Carson.
I motioned we do that or whatever.
Huh? I told you so. I told you.
Izzy, well, I thought you liked Carson.
Well, you never did. Why do you want me to?
It's a valuable performance metric.
That's not really a way to describe someone.
Do you guys know that Mondays happen every week?
Like, every week. They just keep happening.
You know, when I show up to the art gallery at 9 a.m.
and my life is just a constant snooze button,
and I answer boring phone calls, and I have a boring day,
and I scroll boring social media.
I'm sorry, Jila, but it's true. Yeah.
And, and then meanwhile, all my friends are just,
you know, livin' their best lives,
crashing yacht parties, and getting sunburned
at music festivals, and just making questionable decisions.
Really cool things that I am not allowed to do, so...
Okay, Izzy, those are just future regrets.
Well, my past future regrets were good stories, okay?
- Not, like, "fixing a shower." - What? Mm...
Fixing a shower? I'm so lost.
D-day one, we all agreed
to keep Izzy's best interests front and center,
so let's open discussions on Izzy's proposals.
These are not proposals. These are complaints.
Either way, we debate the pros and cons.
And put things to a vote.
- Robert's Rules of Order, right? - Mm-hmm.
Right, which we will do when we reconvene,
but I have to go because I have an appointment.
- No, no. - What kind of appointment?
There's nothing on your calendar.
It's an emergency. It's a root canal.
I will see you when we reconvene on Monday.
I mean, does it hurt?
Who wears a chic wide-leg pantsuit
to a root canal?
My father is still stuck in the fossil fuels of last century.
Well, Mr. Graves, those fossil fuels
got you some pretty sweet office space.
I think the future is connectivity.
I agree. I am all about in-person connectivity.
No, no, no, no. Like...
- Connecting through our phones. - Right.
Yuki said you're spearheading a whole
life transformation for your own sister.
Uh, how does that work exactly?
Drawing upon my time at BeScheduled,
I assembled a skilled board of directors.
The mission? A total reorg of Izzy's life.
Now, committees were formed to impact
every bucket of her life.
Career, relationship, appearance,
and the same can be true for subscribers to our app
using their contacts.
Wow.
- Hi. - Hi.
Uh, please.
You're a regular here?
No, not really.
It just, just kind of seemed like a good idea.
Neutral territory. Mm, um...
About the other day, I, I'm sorry.
Yeah, me too. I, um...
I shouldn't have said what I did.
About getting so much in my own head?
Yeah, like, I totally understand,
I'm a complete headcase, you know?
Sorry, one moment, one second.
Yeah, yeah. Hi, this is Megan.
What?!
The... the police?
Yes, yes, of course. I will be right there. Bye.
That was Izzy's apartment manager.
Apparently, she threw a little party.
Oh, well, it sounds like a good one if the cops were called.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
No, no, no, not the throw pillows.
- Hello? - Come on in.
Oh!
Izzy!
What, what has happed here?
Oh, a party.
Yes, I can see that. What?
- Who-who is this? - Oh, I'm Woody. Short for Woody.
- Street art ex-con? - Um, I can hear you.
Ugh, I know, I told you I was done with Carson.
I couldn't listen to one more word about
arbitration or gross exposure.
So you thought you'd just throw a little soiree
to celebrate your newfound singlehood?
Actually, no, this is to celebrate that I quit
my gallery job.
Without consulting anyone on the board?
Izzy, you agreed. This was your idea.
And then you invited your weird friends over
to trash your apartment.
This has been so hard, Meg.
Izzy, once again,
you have made a gigantic mess, and you just expect
someone else to come in and clean it up.
I thought that you had changed.
- Whoa, just wait a second. - What?
Don't you think you're being just a little hard on Izzy?
Uh, Izzy is backsliding or regressing,
or wh-whatever the term is.
All of our hard work, poof, it's gone.
Well, maybe Izzy's just being true to her own nature.
Well, yeah. So then what was the point of this entire experiment?
Granted, this whole thing was a life makeover for Izzy,
but... you know it's become bigger than that.
Do you wanna get some dinner? I can cook.
- We can talk some more. - I'm sorry.
I just don't feel like I'm very good company right now.
Would it be okay if we talked after the next meeting?
Yeah, of course, um...
I can wait till then.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Okay.
- Hi. - Hi. So, uh...
What happened?
Troy wants to jump right into the analysis
and planning stage of app development
with you taking charge.
His lawyers are already talking finances and budget.
Wow. I mean, that is, that is, that's just really fast.
You know, I haven't even had a chance
to tell Izzy about this yet.
Well, you better fill her in or the press release will.
Okay, um, Yuki, I feel like maybe
I should probably tell you that the, uh, Izzy M. Inc.
experiment kind of, kind of imploded.
Nope. Not listening.
I don't wanna hear how the inspiration
for the app is a dud.
Be psyched, girl boss. New chapter.
All right.
New chapter.
- Thanks. - Hey, guys.
So, uh, before we start, I have news.
And, uh, it's kind of big, so, uh...
I'm just suddenly feeling like I've missed something.
What's going on? Izzy?
Izzy, what is happening?
What? Why are you--
How could you betray me like this?
What?
- Curtis, what? - She doesn't know, does she?
I'll, do the honors.
"Entrepreneur Troy Graves is partnering
with startup hotshot Megan Moore to develop
a revolutionary life coach by committee app."
- I... - Quote...
"Megan brings unprecedented
skill to the creation of this product,
just as she did with her unorthodox approach
of applying the principles of business
to successfully overhaul her own sister's life."
Press release goes on the list of some examples
of how the app can capitalize on them.
And they use Izzy's full name, too, which is wrong.
You guys, I-I very much understand
that this looks really bad,
but please, let me explain.
The press release was really not supposed
to come out this soon. It should not have mentioned you.
But listen, when I tell you about this,
you're gonna be excited.
- Excited? - Yeah.
No, you used me.
Izzy M. Inc., this board,
the whole thing was just for your own career resuscitation.
No, n-n-not even close.
I-Izzy, the-the whole investor thing
of it all, that started after we began.
This has always been about helping you.
Helping me or helping me become you?
My whole life, I looked up to perfect Megan,
but she didn't even know I was there.
I just got left behind.
I was left behind.
You always had Mom. You had Ken.
You know, mom would always say that, "Oh, we don't gotta worry
about Megan. She's got a good head on her shoulders."
Oh, really? Mom said that?
- Yeah. Yeah. - Figures.
And what does that mean for me, huh? That I'm the screw-up?
'Cause maybe I should just own it.
Izzy, I had no idea.
Of course not, because up until
a few months ago, we barely spoke.
Are you embarrassed of me?
No. No.
Because I thought that this whole experiment would...
bring us together and make me more like you
and that I would fit more into your bubble
a-and, like, you would like me.
Of course I like you. Who wouldn't like you?
Yeah, but you know what I learned through all this?
I might be a disaster, but I'm a happy disaster.
Megan, all you care about is being perfect
and on schedule and making sure you have everything right,
but you don't even know what happiness feels like.
But I know that doesn't really matter to you
because, um, you're on top now
as a big CEO.
What does it matter about the casualties along the way?
I'm sorry. Okay?
I just...
- I'm sorry. - Yoo-hoo! Anyone in here?
- Oh, Mom. - I do love the little...
designer bargain.
Oh, is this the "sample sale?"
Oh.
Patsy, what are you doing here?
Frank? Megan, what is goin' on?
Izzy can fill you in, mom.
And, uh, I resign effective immediately, so...
Um, Curtis, maybe you...
Right.
Megan?
Oh, sweetheart.
Oh, it's okay.
Izzy?
I tried to stay mad, but my mom wisely said
"To err is human, to forgive, divine."
I don't think Beverly came up--
Oh, she sent over a fresh batch of booch.
Come in.
I, uh, really screwed up, didn't I?
Pretty much.
So what happened after I left?
Board's dissolved. Experiment over.
I-I did get to hang out with Lois, though.
Can't believe she didn't try to take over.
- It's, uh, kind of Lois's M.O. - Izzy didn't want her to.
Oh, man, I just, I really messed up with Izzy.
I have no idea how to make this up to her.
- Can't help you there. - Mm...
Hey, um...
I have some other kind of bad news, which is that I...
I decided not to take Troy Graves' money.
It just didn't feel like the right thing
to do anymore. I-I'm sorry.
Oh, I wasn't coming with you anyway.
Wha-what? Wh-why not?
You weren't the only one secretly taking meetings.
Curtis!
I got a social media job at the Initiator Press.
You're...
That's wonderful.
I'm so happy for you.
Good job, Curtis.
So what are you gonna do?
I don't know.
But you know what?
I am overdue doing this.
Buh-bye, BeScheduled.
Izzy's right. I am the tragic one.
I've been so busy trying to have control
over absolutely everything that I...
I haven't been living.
Well, like my mom always says,
"You need to go find your smile."
Curtis, your mom...
Curtis, your mom's right.
She always is.
Yeah.
We should have told you, mom.
Well, I knew something was goin' on.
- I call it "Mom-tuition." - Right.
Believe me, I was happy that you girls
were spending time together, but I didn't know
you formed a corporation and were having board meetings,
which is a very clever idea, actually.
I'm just a little sad you didn't want me to be a part of it.
I'm sorry, mom, I am.
I do know what it feels like to be excluded.
Honey, I never meant for you to feel left out of the family.
You just always seemed like you didn't need us.
- That's not true. - Megan...
You're so together, whereas Izzy is...
- Izzy. - I know.
And I know how you must have thought
I was playin' favorites.
But I... love
each of my girls equally.
Thank you, mom. I, uh...
Yeah, I think I actually did need to hear that, so...
Um, I-I miss dad.
I do too.
And by the way, I do know that
you were just doing the best you could with Izzy.
I-I get that now.
And you were doing the best you could
with your board of directors thing.
Yes, but really, I think I was just trying to become
a version of you, just swoop in, try to fix everything, and...
Well, we're fixers no more,
because little baby bird Izzy has flown the nest.
- Really? - Yeah.
She's still not really speaking to me.
Well, I told her you weren't doing the app anymore,
but she does still have that voodoo doll in her bedroom.
Looks remarkably like you, actually.
She's very talented when she's mad.
She did sign up for a yoga teacher training course,
and she's studying to get her esthetician license.
- She did pass ear piercing. - Wow.
She's giving herself options. That's very smart.
Yeah.
And she missed her friends
in that nutty home she was in before.
So she negotiated herself
out of that new apartment lease
if she promised to clean it up and she did.
- Wow. - Woody helped her paint, and...
your art friend Dominic,
he fixed a cabinet door.
- God, he is so handy, that man. - Mm-hmm.
I didn't realize that Izzy and Dominic were still in touch.
Yeah, it seems so.
Izzy said the whole board is still friends.
That's good.
And Izzy is not getting back together with Woody.
- Goodness. - After the whole...
Carson thing, she decided to go boy sober for a while,
and she's dating herself.
Like, that's gonna get me grandchildren.
- Mom! - I'm kidding.
I can joke, you know.
Oh, I know.
Oh, look at this.
- She looks great. - Well, yes.
But look, her feet aren't on my couch.
She's found her own path.
About time.
Hey, I was thinking,
after this, we could...
maybe go on a mother-daughter bonding experience.
Mm...
Oh, you look beautiful.
- Thank you, mom. - Here.
Okay.
You know, there's so many other ways to have champagne.
For example, we could go somewhere,
and I could buy you some.
Please let me live out my fantasy
of being mother of the bride.
Okay, fine.
- Oh. - All right, all right.
You got me. I admit it, I guess this is kind of fun.
Only because of how weirdly happy it makes you.
You know, I really like that Dominic fella.
Yeah, I really did, too.
It's just one of the many things I've screwed up lately.
Hey, Mom? Mm-hmm?
I'm having an idea about Izzy and her upcoming birthday.
It involves getting the gang back together
and a whole lot of apologizing slash explaining
that I have to do.
♪ Oh ♪
- Okay. - Mom, dad, where are we?
- Here we go. Oh... - Okay.
Surprise!
You guys, this is better
than anything I could've ask for.
Oh, it wasn't us.
It was all Megan.
Happy birthday, Izzy. Happy birthday!
I can't believe it.
Oh!
- Oh, my God! - Hey! Happy 30th, Iz!
- Hey! - How? What are you doing here?
What's up? Happy birthday!
Oh, my goodness. Hi!
- Wow! - Happy birthday!
I haven't seen you guys in so...
Hi. Oh...
- Hi. - Hey.
I, uh, I know you love a party.
It just seemed a lot more, you know,
like you, the surprises and all.
I-I owe you a really big apology.
I do. Because I, uh...
I tried to change you, and I absolutely
never should have done that.
Izzy, you have the biggest heart, and, uh...
I just hope that there's still room in it for me.
Uh, well, I did come to you asking
for my life to be transformed before my 30th birthday.
And it is.
Just...maybe not the way either of us imagined.
Right.
And I hope you know that you changed my life, too.
Oh, yes, I know. You don't have a big stick up your--
Was gonna say I learned to live a little.
Mm-hmm.
I love you just the way you are.
I love you.
Oh, okay.
Can we have lemon drop shots now?
Yes.
Let's invite mom.
- Oh! Okay. - All right, you take that one.
- All right. Okay. - Okay, bring it in.
- Mmm. - Here's to Izzy's birthday.
Thank you, girls.
I'm just so proud of my girls, even though it wasn't
a very conventional route to family togetherness.
Has anything about this family ever been conventional?
Oh, now that you mention it, no.
You ladies keep me on my toes.
I wouldn't trade it for the world.
Mm...
♪ You and I are special ♪
So I have this credit card now, and it gives you 2% back.
You spend the money, and then they give you some money back.
I'm like, what? I'm gonna save that money.
I'm gonna take it. I'm gonna use it to go to Peru.
I'm gonna see these llamas. I'm gonna sleep with the llamas.
You know what? There's so much to share with you.
I'll tell you back at the house, okay?
Bye, roomie.
- Hey. - Oh, hi.
Hey, so, uh, I invited Dominic.
I was sure he would show up for you.
Oh, he has shown, but I think it's for you.
What?
- Happy birthday, Iz. - Oh, thanks.
Sorry, I'm late.
My, uh, schedule's been all screwy this week.
I had to switch lectures with a colleague.
Of course. I just didn't think you were coming.
And miss this? Never.
I made a mistake. You warned me, and I didn't listen.
- I think you served your time. - So you're not mad?
It wasn't in my place to be mad at you.
I was always the independent director on Izzy's board.
I'm sorry I went so hot and cold, and then I
pushed you away. Just a terrible force of habit.
I know.
And now?
Come with me.
♪ I was paralyzed ♪
♪ By those... ♪
You know, I never really understood
that John Lennon quote.
I think it's from when he was young,
and they were asking him what he wanted
to be when he grew up, and he said,
"I just wanna be happy."
I think I get it now.
- Goldie Hawn said that. - No, she didn't.
She-she did. It's, it's okay.
♪ You can do what you want ♪
So, what's next?
Uh, it seems like we're dancing.
- I meant with work. - Oh, well...
I'm going to partner with Curtis
and his mom and take her kombucha brand nationwide.
And then what?
I don't know.
I just wanna be in good company.
♪ Will you still hold my hand ♪
♪ When we're alone ♪
♪ Will you still kiss me? ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ And when we're home ♪
♪ Will you pretend I'm the only one? ♪
♪ I heard from your friends ♪
♪ You had been untrue ♪
♪ Oh, I cannot believe, no ♪
♪ Until I walked in on you ♪
♪ I wish you only ♪
♪ Wanted me ♪
♪ But how can ♪