What? I'm cutting that. They made
me wear that stupid thing. I don't
even look like myself. The hair is
the gate, I lost the hair
Grace looks at a photo,
Oh, my gosh, look at this one. My
sister is so drunk.
She places it in the album.
Grace. Try to stay focused here.
I need your help.
It's sweeps Grace. It is serious.
There's an anchor job open. This
is important. This is our future!
hair net bun. Grace can't help but giggle.
Bruce collapses into Grace's arms like a child. He clearly
has a fragile temperament.
these kind of assignments. I want
my work to matter.
It does matter. You're funny. You
make people smile. Come on, take a
break, help me put this album
Grace holds up a photo.
Oh look at this. It's the first
day we moved in together.
It's the two of them, younger, laughing.
Yeah, so full of hopes and dreams.
Oh, here's me at my sister's
wedding. I caught the bouquet.
for the bouquet.
You look pretty intense, hun.
Grace cuddles into Bruce.
So, you're attracted to me in some
way, is that what you're trying to
Grace rolls over onto Bruce.
You have no idea.
night, but if you keep this up, I
may lose my resolve.
Well, that's the way the cookie
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