Rip Tide

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A rumor is a forest fire

So kill it dead

Or run it wild

We could blow this out

Or let it burn us up alive

Cannot stop

what's in my mind

'Cause now I want

your body on mine

'Cause when the

world's so cold

Somebody gotta

hold you tight

Ohh

Come run inside,

run inside my love

Ohh

Come run inside my love

Everyone needs

a little place to hide

When you're about

to blow it open wide

Ohh

Come run inside,

run inside my love

Run inside my love

Run inside my love

Ohh

Come run inside,

run inside my love

Run inside my love

Run inside my love

Come run inside,

run inside my love

Mom, I want to talk

to you about something.

Mom.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

me, too, honey.

I don't want to

make you nervous,

but Morgana Ferzari is here.

She wants to see how

you do in the shoot.

Now, don't worry.

Just be professional, okay?

I was talking about college.

- Honey, we've been through this.

- Sofia.

Yeah, Madeline, wait over there

until Farriet is ready.

Right now we have exciting

things on the table...

A modeling contract most

girls can only dream of.

All our hard work

is gonna pay off.

Yeah, but I would still love to

apply, you know, have options.

Uh, lift it up.

Okay, turn to your right.

Stop. Okay.

This... will give you options.

- The latest proofs.

- Oh, excuse me.

Um, hey, you are

coming tomorrow, right?

Darling, we can't do everything.

Graduation's important.

I know, and so is a meeting

about your contract.

Yeah, she's ready.

I'm ready.

Let's go. I'm waiting.

Oh, this is futile!

None of this is gonna work.

Fashion Week is two weeks away.

Where are my others assistants?

Huh.

If you remove the wings,

you can let the simplicity of

the dress speak for itself.

And with this burnt rouge...

bring the eye from the hemline

through the bodice,

highlighting the neckline.

What a remarkable idea.

- No, I just...

- No, no, no, no.

Why stop at one outfit?

If I knew we had

an expert in our midst,

I would have relied

on you earlier.

Morgana?

Cora Hamilton,

perhaps you should

just, uh, curate

the entire shoot.

Now, while I don't mind

letting Sofia's daughter

play dress-up,

it might be stretching

the friendship

just a tad to give her my job.

Don't you think?

Cora?

Where are you going?

The dress.

Ohh

Come run inside,

run inside my love

Ohh

Come run inside my love

Stop!

Get away from me!

Stop!

Come run inside,

run inside my love

Mom?

Um, Sofia wants to know

if you're all right.

Why can't she ask me herself?

She's on a call at the moment.

She's doing damage control.

Okay.

Happy 18th, Cora!

Sending you good vibes

from sunny Tea Tree.

Hope to see you soon.

All my love, Aunt Margot.

Did you see his shoes?

This is a general announcement.

Flight 1138 bound

for Sydney, Australia,

your departure gate

is now changed to gate 26.

What on Earth do you

think you're doing?

Do you think I wouldn't

notice a $7,000 charge

for plane tickets to Australia?

I have got a catastrophe

on my hands

that affects both

of our reputations,

and you're running away.

Was this her idea?

- Aunt Margot's?

Yeah, of course.

I'm horrible.

She's the fun surfer aunt.

You know, I've barely heard

from her since Caleb died.

No, it wasn't her idea.

It was mine.

She's always written and said

that I'm welcome

to come stay whenever,

so I took her up on the offer.

She said she'd love to see me.

What? Is that

so surprising...

Someone actually

wanting to see me?

You know, taking a genuine

interest, asking them things,

wondering what they think,

maybe listening to them?

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