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If you really have a problem,

pick up the phone.

Are you crazy?

No, I'm serious.

Molly wanted you and me

to go upstate,

and we'll take a look at the property.

All right. I'm serious.

You're crazy, girl.

Can I help you?

Yes.

Yes, you can help me.

-Hey, girl.

-Hey now.

What's wrong?

-Talk.

-James and I had a fight this morning.

And it was pretty bad.

I think we're breaking up.

I'm sorry to hear that. What happened?

I was pissed off this morning,

because he didn't wake me up

and I was late for work.

So why didn't he

wake you up this morning?

Because he was gonna surprise me

with breakfast in bed.

That bum.

You need to drop him fast, girl.

Oh, D, it's not funny.

Your ass was probably up all night

writing, weren't you?

You seriously involved chicks kill me.

You've been out

of the single arena too long.

-Oh, my God.

-Ain't nothing out here.

D, it's not about being single

or anything.

It has nothing to do with someone else.

So then what's the problem?

We've been having financial problems,

like, this past year...

Let me tell you something, Claudine.

Jobs, finances...

They come and go.

But I've always admired you

and James' relationship.

And it would be a shame

to see it fall apart

on the account of things

you two have no control over.

You understand?

I'm sorry about that. I...

He's an idiot. I always tell him serve

the customers with the food first.

Oh, it's all right, Ali. I can wait.

It's no problem.

No, you deserve...

You demand that kind of attention.

You're a strong, decisive queen.

You know what you want.

Therefore if there is something

You can ask of me

Surely, I cannot front

-What?

-I wrote down more of it.

-I'll show it to you.

-Let me find out you rhyme, Ali.

That was cute. You got some skills.

I've been dabbling a little poetry

since your last show.

-Hey, when's your next one?

-Actually, it's tonight.

Well, I'm going to the Jazz Lounge

with Reggie,

celebrate his promotion.

So I'm gonna surprise him with a poem

and a song that I wrote for him.

You know, a little something.

That's nice.

You know you trying

to put it on a brother today.

I know you don't think you came up here

just to give me one round, right?

Come on, I don't...

Don't even come at me like that.

You know I'm a heavyweight.

-I hear you.

-You hear me, all right.

-Yeah.

-You gonna be hearing me in a minute.

Oh, good thinking.

It's hotter than a motherf***er out here.

Damn, baby, where're you going?

I'll be right back.

I'm just going to the store right quick.

Get some Cheez Doodles or something.

-You want anything?

-No, I'm good.

-You got some change or something?

-Check my pockets.

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