In life, people say to expect the unexpected.
I am good with the unexpected, but for once,
could it give me some notice? Hello?
- Hello? Jenna? What's up? - Oh, God.
Jimmy? There's a problem at the office.
- What is it? - I don't know.
I keep hearing these weird noises. I think it might be...
- Ah! - What is even happening?
- Are you living here? - What? No!
Well, kind of... Mom's house is getting a little small. Needed my own place.
The board room is not your own place.
Hey, Jenna!
Is that crazy Irene Horowitz from down the street?
- Yeah! She's so classy! - Tell me you're not dating her.
No. She's getting married to someone else. But she really likes me.
Oh yeah! That's really classy!
Oh, my God, it's the pipes! They're gonna burst.
Jenna, the pipes are not gonna burst.
I hope not, because we can't afford to fix the pipes.
We can barely afford to pay the electric bill!
What? That's just a natural collection of water...
Uh... with condensating... Moisture and pipe dripping...
And that is a person who doesn't know what he's saying!
Fine! You think there's something wrong with the pipes?
I'll check the pipes! Please.
There's nothing wrong with the pipes.
I'll call a plumber.
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Well, your father ran this office
for over 30 years, and nothing like this
ever happened. You missed a spot.
- Ok, not helpful. - Hey, everyone!
You remember Irene Horowitz.
Jimmy, I would hope that I would remember!
- Oh! Who's this? - You remember Irene Horowitz.
Of course I do! Who doesn't remember Eileen?
- Irene. - Kaplowitz.
- Who? - Oh, my God.
- Hey, Sandy. - Oh yeah! The neighbor!
Your dad's a lawyer.
Aren't you getting married next month?
- Yeah she is! - Yes I am!
- Don't you love it? - Oh, wow! Mazel tov.
The Horowitzes down the street! Arthur and Rebecca!
- How's your mother? - She's great!
She said she saw you and you looked good. That you finally lost all that weight.
- She said that. Did she? - Irene's dad wants to help
- Jenna get some clients. - Really? That's amazing!
Because she's so slim herself?
Coming in for a visit!
Daddy? I said wait in the car!
Princess, I'm just coming in to say hi to everyone.
Hello, Jenna. How are you, dear?
Sorry to hear about your dad. We were very, very close friends.
Brought some torts.
My wife Rebecca made some torts for you all.
Some lovely almond torts. Hello, Ceil.
- How are you? - Thinner, thank you.
Ceil? Are you avoiding me?
No! Of course not!
I think you're avoiding me. Your mother is avoiding me
because we kissed on the lips. It was an accident!
Nineteen ninety two, we went for a double kiss on each cheek,
don't know what happened, we ended up meeting on the mouth.
Now, these things happen, but Rebecca never let it go.
She never got over it.
Am I the only one that's anxiety eating?
These are amazing! I've never tasted anything like them!
Wait. They're exactly like the ones from Glickman's.
My wife Rebecca is now selling them at Glickman's.
Another fine store. She created a fantastic dessert
and now we have a second income.
When am I gonna get a second income?
After you start earning your first!
She's an accomplished woman, my Rebecca.
Yes! Very, very accomplished!
Good for fatty! Pa... ra... Rebecca.
Anyway, Arthur, I heard you had a client for me.
Yes! Well, you know, I'm retiring next year,
and I'm looking to distribute some of my clients.
Well, we're gonna let you two talk about it on your own.
Why don't you go into Jenna's office? I'll leave you two alone.
I'll take notes! With your eyes?
Nope! Just gonna get us a pad.
Boy, this place has so many memories for me.
You know, Jenna, when you were a little girl,
your mother accidentally pinched my derriere
at the Myers' brunch. Ceil, you remember the...
Oh, I remember that brunch! That was a... good brunch.
- My father was a good man. - Yes!
Yes, he was. I made him a promise
that I would always look out for your mother. So, Jenna,
there is a client of mine that I would like you to meet, Harry le maire.
The sweatpants designer. Wow! That's a big client!
Could be your biggest. Hey! Did I tell you two
my sweet little princess is getting married next month?
- She is? - Yes she is!
Have I told you my views on marriage?
Sacred institution! Right, Jimmy?
- Yeah! - Marriage is a sacred institution.
Yes, no question. If I didn't believe in it so deeply...
Fill in the blanks, Ceil.
Ok! So, this client
sounds like an amazing opportunity, Arthur!
Well it could be, Jenna, you know,
for a bright young attorney. Just don't screw it up.
Ceil, always exciting seeing you.
- Dad! Can we get a move on? - Coming, princess.
Can't you keep it in your pants?
I'm trying to.
Did you notice that Arthur had a little twinkle in his eye for me?
Not that I would do anything, although a woman has needs.
- Gross. - That wife of his!
How about that, commenting on my weight?
- She is not a thin woman. - No.
One signature dish and now she's got a second income.
She's literally gonna eat all her profits!
Ok, with that, I'm done!
Sandy, look at me.
Your left eye is bloodshot. A little visine wouldn't go amiss.
- Is there more? - Honey, have you ever thought
- of creating your own dessert? - What am I, a monster?
- Obviously I have. - Here's what we're gonna do.
We are gonna create our own signature dish.
And then you are gonna get your second income
and I am going to show up Rebecca Horowitz!
Thanks for lending me your racket, Mom.
I'm off to play badminton with Harry le maire,
- the famous designer. - Oooh.
- Are you impressed? - I would be
if you weren't playing badminton. Kind of nerdy.
Actually, in the '70s,
your father and I use to entertain clients with games
of badminton and then we'd relax with fondue and Irish coffee!
No wonder we're $200,000 in debt.
Speaking of things that could really jeopardize my carrier,
Jimmy is dating Irene Horowitz.
No. You're exaggerating, dear. It's nothing.
Really. I think Irene slipped
and their mouths met in the middle...
Middle...
- Mommy? - Huh?
Ok, Irene and Jimmy are good kids.
- I don't think I should! - It's sexy, Jimmy!
Steal it!
- I love you, Irene! - Yay!
♪ Gotta get up ♪
♪ listen to me ♪
♪ clap your hands ♪
♪ stomp your feet ♪
♪ nothing is wrong ♪
♪ if you move to the beat ♪
♪ clap your hands ♪
oh.
Let's play badminton.
Ok. So, the cheesecake cookies were disgusting,
the waffle falafels tasted like poison, so...
I don't have high hopes for this crap.
Let's see.
Revolting?
Delicious.
What are they?
- They're my cupcake - crepe hybrid!
Rum crepecups! Crepecups!
I think we might have a winner!
Don't be stingy with the rum.
Ok.
I think...
- That's enough. - Ok.
- There. - Ok.
That's a great shot, Harry. Very impressive.
Thank you, Jenna. A lot of people think it's goofy that I play with my Mom.
- Oh no! I think it's great! - But I'm big on family. Mom!
Do a round. These shuttlecocks aren't gonna pick themselves up.
Oh, I can help her out with that.
No, no, don't help her. Move it, Dorkus!
- That's a little harsh. - That's her name.
Oh.
Look, Harry, I... I know I'm a little rusty
with this whole badminton thing, but when it comes to the law,
I am sharp as a tack and ready to go.
You don't need to sell yourself to me, Jenna. I trust Arthur,
and he says I'll learn to trust you.
Dorkus! You're up! Come on!
Let's go!
Don't screw it up.
Oh, no!
Ahhhh!
Fine! Now we lost!
Well, that was fun.
Jenna, I'm having a cocktail party tomorrow.
And I need you, my new lawyer, to be there.
Wow. That's amazing. Yes, of course I'll be there.
Absolutely, I will be there.
Don't help her, please. I got her a new knee. She needs to use it.
Ok, remember, word of mouth is our best friend.
I'm just supposed to give these away?
We're building hype, ok? And remember, act as if you don't know me.
Ok. Hey there.
Could I interest you in...
- Good afternoon. - No, thanks.
How'd you like to try... Crepecups!
Delicious in flavor! Thank you, no.
- Brilliant in conception. - Hello, dear.
What are these beautiful desserts?
- Mom, this is weird. - Shh. Oh, are these
the world-famous crepecups I've heard so much about? Let me try one.
Mmm!
That's a lot of rum.
Oh, yummy.
Hello, how are you tod...
I'm fine, dear. How are you?
Is that a crepecup?
I've heard so much about these crepecups,
I had to stop.
Have a crepecup, dear.
Mmm, delicious!
Whoa! Little Dolly, what's she got there?
- There is... - Crepecups.
- Crab cake? - Crepecups.
Crepecups! That's what I was saying. Passed 'em.
Hello. Wouldn't you like to try one of my...
I would.
Hey, everybody!
This is a winner!
Slow down! Heyyy. Where are you going
- all dressed up? - Get away from me!
Hey, this is crepecup turf now. Beat it.
But I have to hand out all these samples.
Ok, you're done. Go.
Crepecups! We got crepecups! They're totally delicious!
They make cake pops seem like either just cake or just... pops.
Eat them!
- Eat them! - Ahaaaa-ha-ha-ha!
- Jimmy, where are you? - I'm in Irene's car.
I mentioned that since she was getting married,
maybe we should slow down. Then she locked me in the trunk.
- You... - That's a red flag, isn't it?
Keep her happy until the deal's done.
- I know she's crazy. - I know. That's why I love her.
Could you get a hanger and meet me here?
- Where are you? - I smell bread being baked.
And Italian sausage. That's where I am!
- I'm near a pizzeria! - That narrows it down to literally anywhere.
Ok, what is going on here?
Oh, shh. Why are you screaming?
Oh, that explains why it smells
- like a pirate ship in here. - Oh, oh, boy.
- Oh, you're an angel. - Ok, can you sober up for like
30 seconds? I've got a problem. I think this client
I'm picking up from Arthur Horowitz might possibly be a horrible person.
That sounds bad. Goodbye.
What should I do? He's a huge client.
Should I just turn a blind eye? I mean, it's business,
so who cares, right?
I have to go get ready for a stupid cocktail party at the country club.
We have to sign our lawyer-client agreement.
Ah, ah! Oh, too loud.
Oh, it's him. Hello, Harry.
Oh, drinks are canceled?
Ok, why don't you just ask him over here. We'll seal the deal with fondue.
Mother, I'm not gonna ask him over for fondue. Oh, you'd love to?
Well, we'll see ya soon.
He is coming over.
"Could this possibly go well?" Is my question.
I mean, what else was I gonna do?
So, the last time we used this fondue pot,
it was the first or, I don't know, second key party
with the carmichaels. We all threw our keys in,
but we forgot to take the cheese out.
Gross.
I'm gonna bring him some crepecups.
He looks hungry for an investment.
So, after I fired him, he was all like...
"Boo-hoo!
I got a family!"
I mean, what was I supposed to do?
You got that, right?
Well, he did help you start the company.
But, yeah, he was late that one time, so...
We're on the same page.
I like you.
I know this is important to Arthur, but he's horrible.
Ok, as a lawyer, you need to separate the professional from the personal.
Do you like the fondue?
Not so much.
I want him out of this house right now.
Let's just get through the rest of the evening
and not do anything that could screw it up.
Time for some world famous crepecups?
- Exciting news, everyone! - Hello.
- We're getting married! - Huh?
But you're Arthur's daughter. You're already engaged to someone else.
- What? Is she? - Yeah.
What? Well, you gotta get her out of here.
- I can't. I'm scared. I don't want to go back in the trunk.
- Suck it up! - Why not cut the awkwardness
with some rum-filled crepecups?
Franchises available. Ask me how.
Oh...
You're kidding me. Oh, God.
You're serious?
This is never gonna fly as a business!
Nice try.
She's hilarious.
That's not right.
- Oh, that's not right? - No.
Oh, not right? Oh, but this is ok? This is all right? Huh?
A little of that? That fun? Ok, ok, ok!
- Good. - This is ok?
- Ok, ok, good, good. Ah, ah. - Harry,
the way that you do business, the way you treat your mother,
the way you just shot down my sister's dream
you are disgusting.
Yeah, nothing about the fondue?
- You're gonna have to leave. - Jimmy! Get him out of here.
- Huh? - Oh, no, no, no.
No, no. You know what? I will leave,
but when I get home, the first thing I am going to do is
call Arthur, and I'm gonna tell him how this night went down.
You know what? I do not regret
leaving the rind on the cheese
when I melted it.
Mmm! This is good, Mom.
Ok! Cuckoo!
Time to leave. Come on.
Put the weapon down.
And you stay away from my son.
- Wha... - Let's go!
Ahh. We did the right thing to let him go.
Yes, we did, Sandy.
But I just screwed up big time.
Yeah, you did.
You're awesome.
So, Irene kind of went off the deep end after we broke up.
Oh, my God, is she stalking you?
No, and it kinda stings a little.
Jenna, I hear
things didn't go so well with Harry le maire.
Arthur...
I screwed up. Yes, well, that's exactly
what I was counting on you to do.
That's... nice
and a vote of confidence?
Jenna, Harry le maire is a jerk.
It was a test
of your integrity, and you passed with flying colors.
And that tells me what kind of person you are.
That's... good? That's...
- Good. That's good! - That is good.
And I'll be sure to pass more clients your way.
Well, thank you, Arthur. That means so much.
You got it. Whoa!
Whoa! Boy, I've been waiting for this accident to happen.
- Arthur, I have to confess. - Yes, yes, yes? Yes?
- I shouldn't. - Yes, you should,
- I shouldn't. - Yes, you should, you should.
- I can't. - Yes, you can. You can!
Shh.
Ok.
I guess we've...
Said it all.
One more squeeze?
- Goodbye, Arthur. - Mm.
Ok, I'm determined to get this whole second income thing going.
I've swapped out the rum for dates,
and these crepes have become the most delicious thing on the planet.
And I'm gonna call them date crepes.
Date crepes. Ok, we can't do that.
Oh. Maybe not.
What about
being a receptionist?
- That's a good idea. - Hmm?
Oh. Here.
- Right. - Crap.
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