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Then you'll need a boost. |
-what kind of a boost? -Well... |
Most of your interactions are confined to your inner circle |
and they're largely, pardon the term, mid- to low-range folks. |
Same with your outer circle. |
You've got a ton of reciprocal five stars from service industry workers, |
but there's not much else. |
At least as far as I can see. |
So in terms of quality, you could use a punch up right there. |
Ideally, that's up votes from quality people. |
-Quality people? -High fours. |
Impress those up-scale folks, you'll gain velocity on your arc |
and there's your boost. |
[phone beeps] |
[panting] |
-Oh, hi, JJ! -Hey, Lacie! |
-Keith! Hello. -Lacie! |
-[Keith] You look great today. -Thank you! |
-Door won't open. I'm on 2.4. -Sorry, Ches. I'm late. |
I just need some stars, please! |
Fuck! |
[elevator bell dings] |
-Oh, hi! -Hi! |
-How's it going at Blankman? -Just great. |
-Well, I bet you work... good there. -Thank you. |
Would you like a croissant? |
They gave me an extra at the coffee place. |
-Oh, No, I already ate. -Okay, sure. All good. Yes. |
Yeah. |
-[elevator bell dings] -Well, here's me, so... |
-[giggles] -[phones beep] |
Don't try too hard. It's impossible to respect. |
High fours can smell it a mile off. Just be you. |
Authentic gestures, that's the key. |
-That's time up, I'll catch you later. -Oh, could I just ask-- |
[phone chirps] |
[beeping] |
[camera clicks] |
[chirps] |
[mutters] ..."Mr. Rags." |
[exhales] |
[sighs] |
[beeps] |
[laughs] |
[gasps] |
Shit! |
-what the fuck is that? -Tapenade. Want some? |
Who even are you? |
It's just something I wanna eat, Ryan. |
[phone beeps] |
[gasps] |
Oh, my God. |
-What is it? -Naomi! |
Shit! |
Old school, el perfecto Naomi? You guys keep in contact? |
Ryan, just go! Go! |
[Lacie] Oh, my God! Nay-Nay, how are you? [giggles] |
I was just fixing myself a snack. |
Oh, Lace, could I just say I am so happy to see your face? |
-Me too. It's been... -Too long. |
-Way too long. -And that's my fault. |
-No, it's mine. Everything is just so... -Everything's just so... |
Crazy! Oh, it's so good to see you. |
When you posted that Mr. Rags photo... |
I know, Mr. Rags! |
I just had to call |
and talk to you because... |
Whoo-hoo! |
[screams, laughs] |
Wow! That's a... big ring! [laughs] |
Congratulations! Who's the, um... Paul? |
He is great. So smart. Just sweet. |
I know you're gonna love him. |
Uh-huh. |
So, anyways, the big day... |
Yes, when is it? |
So, we're getting married in a month |
on his family's estate |
up here on the island. |
This place outside Port Mary, Honeysuckle. You heard of it? |
No, but... |
Well, it's a private island. |
[singsong] Take a looooook! |
Oh, wow! That is... [giggles] |
I know, right? So... can you make it? |
Are you kidding? Of course. |
Great, cool, cos I was wondering if... |
Lace, do you think... |
Would you be my maid of honour? |
Seriously? |
Oh, my God. |
I mean, you've got such cool friends now. Are you sure? |
Remember when we used to plan our dream weddings when we were, like, 11? |
-I know but we haven't s-- -I don't know, just seeing Mr. Rags... |
All the memories. It just brought things home. |
Oh, Nay-Nay. |
I know we haven't kept in touch as much as I'd have liked |
and that is totally my fault, but this is a big day. |
A big life day and I want my oldest friend with me, my oldest friend. |
I want you by my side. |
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