♪ ♪
you're getting in on the ground floor
of the hottest new fashion house
in san francisco.
What makes you think you're cut out
to be my assistant?
You were looking for the restroom, weren't you?
Downstairs to the right.
I need someone with people skills,
who can take notes, organize,
help with presentations
and is always alert.
(snores)
are you sleeping?
I'll let you know.
Okay. Yeah.
Well, this resume is impressive.
Um, just one question.
Which one of you is jeff?
That's what I was afraid of.
(sighs) I can't believe it.
Twenty interviews and my best option
is jeff the dummy.
What's up with that?
I know. Can you believe she's doing lip kits now?
Ashley is such basic garbage.
I love her so much.
Who are you?
I'm nikki. I'm your three o'clock.
Um, it's 4:30.
Okay, so I'm your 4:30.
Got to go. Hate you. Love you.
Thanks. I'm literally dying of thirst.
I poured that for me.
I don't think you want it.
It's not even bubbling. I think it's expired.
Nikki, is it? Hey, nikki, you know,
I don't think this is going to work.
Babe, it has to.
My dad says the only way for me to get my trust fund
is if I have a job.
What even is that?
So you want me to hire you even though you are unqualified,
unmotivated, and uninterested?
I can also be unpaid.
You're so hired.
(theme music playing)
♪ ha, ha! Lemme tell ya somethin' ♪
♪ had my vision all worked out ♪
♪ but then life had other plans ♪
♪ tell 'em, mom ♪
♪ it's crazy when things turn upside down ♪
♪ but ya gotta get up and take that chance ♪
♪ new city, I'm finding my way ♪
♪ it's gonna take some time ♪
-♪ yeah, we're gonna be okay ♪ -♪ ya know I got you, right? ♪
♪ it might be wild, but ya know that we make it work ♪
♪ we're just fam caught up in a crazy world ♪
-♪ c'mon! ♪ -♪ it's raven's home ♪
-♪ we get loud! ♪ -♪ yeah, raven's home ♪
♪ it's our crowd! ♪
♪ might be tough, but together we make it look good ♪
♪ down for each other like family should ♪
-♪ it's raven's home ♪ -♪ when it's tough ♪
-♪ yeah, raven's home ♪ -♪ we got love ♪
♪ 'cause no matter the weather, ya know we gon' shine ♪
♪ there for each other, ya know it's our time ♪
(raven laughing)
yep! That's us.
♪ ♪
hi. I'm here to see miss baxter.
Sweetie, I don't know who you're talking about.
-Oh, hey, ivy. -Hi, miss baxter.
Oh, you're raven baxter.
People have been calling for you all morning.
Who was that?
That is my new assistant nikki.
Don't worry, I'm not paying her anything.
Oh. Yeah, it's still too much.
So booker said you wanted to see me.
I did. Check it out.
This is my new collection.
And I want you to model it
for the launch of my online shop.
Model? Really? Me?
Yes, you.
You are smart. You are confident.
And you are beautiful.
You are perfect for this.
I mean, I've always considered myself
more brains than beauty,
but if you think I'm both.
(laughs) who am I to argue?
-So you'll do it? -I'd love to.
Oh, thank you so much.
Alright, nikki, send her the details.
No problem. What are the details?
-Really? -Yeah.
Oh, we have a photoshoot here
tomorrow at seven.
-Did you get all that? -Got it.
Can you email it to me? Because I already forgot it.
Booker, we've been doing such a good job
keeping our relationship a secret.
-Should we be here? -Don't worry.
My mom's caught up at the design studio,
so we're all good.
Okay.
Well, in that case...
Happy sneak-iversary!
Girl, I love... Ketchup socks?
Well, remember the first time that we met?
I asked for ketchup and then you gave me napkins.
-That's called game. -(door opens)
my mom's home!
What are you up to?
Nothin'.
Oh, okay, so you're just sitting at home alone
reading a copy of single mom monthly?
Fine. Cami's here.
(gasps) no.
Oh, I just thought that blanket was rockin'
some knee-high boots.
Look, alice, you can't tell my mom we're dating.
I wouldn't dream of saying a thing...
For ten bucks.
Fine. Here.
Thank you. Each.
What you waiting for? Pay the girl.
-I don't have any cash. -Oh, that's cool.
I take cards.
Yeah. Right there.
That's nice.
Oh.
Okay. Nikki, a little help, please.
Now?
Yes.
I am not not paying you so you can sit around and stare at your phone.
Fine. What are we even doing?
I'm trying to finish this dress for the shoot tonight.
You know who would look cute in this?
-The principal's daughter. -Who?
My new social media obsession.
Remember the video you made me stop watching
to do whatever this is.
Today, I paired these cute combat boots
with this green skirt that's serving up
military realness.
Oh. It reminds me of my mom who is such a dictator.
Like, this one time, she made me go to cabo...
-That's cami. -You know her?
That's who you should get to model your clothes.
She has, like, a million followers.
I can't. I already booked ivy for the shoot.
Besides, I'd never ask cami.
(whooshing)
everyone is loving the post.
Your online shop already has so many new followers.
I'm thinking I should ask cami.
(gasps) you're ditching ivy for cami.
Ruthless.
Turns out the devil wears yoga pants.
Compression pants.
I am not ditching ivy, alright?
I'm replacing her with a more well-known
and influential face that will just boost
and get my brand out there.
I am definitely ditching ivy.
Raven, relax.
It's just business.
You're right. You're right. We're not doing anything wrong.
But you should probably keep this from ivy
until you know cami's in.
Don't you mean we should keep this from ivy?
Did you just make me a partner?
More like an accomplice.
♪ ♪
whoa. Slow down.
I need to... Ketchup.
Oh, you're wearing them.
And I got something for you.
It says "queen" on it because you're... My queen.
Ooh!
Uh, hey, miss baxter! What are you doing here?
Well, first, I really like your hat.
Yeah, I got the same one. Booker gave it to me.
Oh really?
So, cami, I, um,
I need to talk to you.
Me? O-okay.
-Yeah-- -miss baxter.
What are you doing here? Is this about the shoot?
No, no, no, no, no. This is, um,
this is definitely not about the shoot.
-Oh good, good. -Good. Yeah.
All good.No reason to be ne.
Yeah, well, why would I be nervous?
No, no, no. No, I just said there's no reason to be nervous.
Okay, great, yeah. Because I'm not.
-Good. Neither am I. -Yeah.
No reason to be, to be nervous.
Both: See you tonight.
That was weird.
Did you gift me your mom's hat?
How's that? Do I look model-y?
How do I put this?
No.
Why'd your mom have to come down to the school
and freak me out?
I'm so nervous.
You know, maybe I should quit.
No, you can't quit, alright?
My mom's counting on you.
You're going to do great.
I'm going to be here for you every step of the way.
-Thank you. -(cell phone chimes)
oh, it's cami. She wants me to meet her. Bye.
-Look... -(door closes)
you got this.
Modeling's easy.
(scoffs) how would you know?
Because I was little mr. San francisco
three years in a row.
What is that?
Oh, it's like little miss san francisco
but for little misters.
Wow. That is so embarrassing.
You won three years in a row?
-Mm-hmm. -Neil, you have to help me.
Sorry, but I swore I'd never model again.
-Neil, please. -I can't.
Miss baxter is counting on me.
(sighs)
I can't believe I'm going to do this.
-Alright. -Okay.
The secret to being a great model
is you have to harness the power of the fierce.
-The what? -The fierce.
It's the savage energy that flows through all models
and gives them their fabuliciousness.
I need to see the research on that.
All you need to see is this.
(angelic music plays)
(gasps)
it's so beautiful.
Neil, make me one with the fierce.
Hey.
Why are we meeting here? You want my mom to see us?
-Yes. -No, the answer's no!
It's always no.
Booker, sneaking around used to be fun, okay,
but I'm done hiding.
I mean, what are we so afraid of?
My mom. Hide!
Hey, mom. What you doing?
I'm just here kicking it... Solo.
You going to work?
-Listen. -Oh, you're sitting down. Okay.
-I had a vision. -Of course, you did.
Because you're a visionary
who envisions things and makes them happen.
You're right.
-But my vision was-- -♪ you're a visionary ♪
♪ visionary ♪
(high pitched) ♪ you're a visionary mama, ooh ♪
I love that song.
So what you want to talk about?
Listen, I know you're over cami.
And you said that you never wanted to talk to that basic girl again.
I nev-- I never said basic.
Those are your words.
No, those are not my words. I got--
-booker: Those are your words. -Raven: You said basic.
I would have never called her basic, mom.
What do you want?
Well, I want cami to model in my photoshoot,
but the problem is I already asked ivy.
Oh no, I just saw ivy, and she's totally freaked out.
I'm sure she'd be fine not doing the shoot.
Really?
That's perfect. Do you think you can ask cami for me?
Yeah.
I mean, I can try to get in touch with her.
That's perfect. Thanks, babes.
Hey, cami, did you hear that?
The part where you called me basic.
You're missing the point.
If you model for my mom, she'll see
the amazing girl that I adore and we can stop sneaking around.
There has to be an easier way.
Trust me, this is the easier way.
(leaf blower whirring)
(yelling) how am I doing?
(yelling) what?
I said...
How am I doing?
(leaf blower shuts off)
you don't have to yell.
What's with the leaf blower, anyway?
To become one with the fierce,
a model must be able to shut out
all external distractions.
Also makes your hair look good.
Are you sure this is going to work?
Trust me. I have a plan.
Hit it, alice!
Whoa! (screams)
-(clattering) -(laughs)
I meant the music.
Oh, I know.
Shouty face! Pouty face!
Come on, ivy. You can do this!
(leaf blower whirring)
-yes! -(grunts)
yes! Now pose!
How did I do?
-Getting better. -Oh, can I see?
-No! -No!
Duck face! Yuck face!
Ducky face! Yucky face!
(leaf blower whirring)
I think she's getting it!
(angelic music plays)
you did it.
You found the fierce.
(sniffles)
my work here is done.
Now go. Go!
My mom was so excited when I told her you were in.
Alright, so you have nothing to be scared of.
Scared?
Booker, I've modeled in fresno.
By the end of the shoot, your mom's going to love me.
Maybe even more than she loves you.
Okay, shkoo,
let's not get carried away.
(gasps)
there's my model.
Oh, thank you so much for doing this for me, cami,
and I know this must be weird for the two of you.
Why would it be weird?
Well, because you guys haven't talked since you broke up.
-Right. -So weird.
Uh, please, miss baxter, I am happy to help.
Oh, are these your designs?
Yes.
Wow. I am totally fangirling.
Oh, that's sweet.
Nikki, why don't you show her to the dressing room?
I'm nikki, raven's assistant.
-I'm obsessed with you. -Oh.
You being here, kind of my idea.
And by kind of, I mean totally.
Oh, this is really working out.
I bet ivy was so relieved
when you told her she didn't have to do it.
Oh, I didn't talk to her, nikki did.
But I'm sure it's all good.
The model has arrived.
Ivy.
You're here.
Nikki!
Look, ivy's here.
Give me a minute.
Excuse me.
I told you to call ivy
and tell her that the shoot was canceled.
Chill, I scheduled the call with ivy for tomorrow.
But I needed you to call her about today.
Raven, I can't do everything.
I just needed you to do one thing.
♪ ♪
I have to get rid of ivy
before cami comes out of the dressing room.
I'll tell her the shoot is canceled.
Are you sure? Because I totally can.
(high-pitched muttering)
you can't cancel the shoot.
This is cami's chance to show you what an amazing person she is.
Why do you care? You broke up with her.
You broke up with her?
Hmm. Something's up.
Let's not make this about me and cami, alright?
Because there is no me and cami, alright?
There's me
and then way over there is cami.
You know what? I'll go get rid of ivy.
Hey, ivy. Good news, alright?
My mom canceled the shoot, so now you don't have to be nervous.
Oh, I'm not nervous.
Neil taught me the power of the fierce.
-It's a savage energy-- -yeah, yeah, yeah, that sounds super interesting.
Let's talk about this anywhere else.
I'm ready for the shoot.
Cami? What's going on?
I thought the shoot was canceled.
Canceled? But I just got dressed.
It's not canceled for you.
It's canceled for you.
See, that would have been way less awkward
if I told her tomorrow.
Ivy, you weren't supposed to find out like this.
-I am so sorry. -No, I get it.
You don't think I have what it takes.
No, no, that's not what I said.
I think you would be an amazing model.
It's okay, miss baxter. Let ivy do it.
Let ivy do it? We have a plan, remember?
Oh. You're not going to let me do anything.
I'm going to prove that I'm the better choice.
Are you saying what I think you're saying?
Oh yeah.
-Model-off. -Booker/raven: Oh!
Ivy, let's not make this more difficult for miss baxter.
What's the matter, cami?
You scared?
Both: Ohh!
-Scared? -Mm-hmm.
Oh, this model-off is on!
Both: Oh snap!
-Hey, neil. -Hmm?
Remember when you said you'd never model again?
-Mm-hmm. -Why was that?
Oh, I was in the running
for my fourth consecutive
little mr. San francisco pageant.
I thought I had it in the bag, but I lost,
and I did not handle it well.
No, no, you did not.
Uh, how would you know?
Do the words "little mr. San francisco
epic freakout" mean anything to you?
I have the fierce!
I'm little mr. San francisco!
-Forever! -(table clatters)
(screams)
do you really think it was a good idea to teach ivy the fierce?
Okay, ivy will be fine.
She's just doing a photoshoot.
The dark side of the fierce only comes out
under times of extreme stress.
Like a, a pageant or a reality show
or a model-off.
I mean, what are the chances that ivy's involved
in a model-off?
(phone rings)
(clears throat)
what up, booker?
Really? Okay.
Alright, yeah. Thanks for calling.
Bye-bye.
Ivy's gotten herself into a model-off, hasn't she?
Yeah. We got to go.
♪ ♪
alright. I want a good, clean model-off.
The rules are simple. Whoever impresses me wins.
Fine. Us.
Okay, cami, look, the camera already loves you.
But after you win this model-off, my moms will too.
Okay, don't worry about me, okay.
I got this.
And I got the fierce.
Hit the music.
(dance music playing)
alright, girls, let's do this.
Give me high fashion.
Yes! You own the stage.
Pow! Pow! Give me commercial.
Ooh, you own the world!
Girls, get it. Uh!
Oh yes.
Give me "it girl."
pow! Pow!
Yes! Give me "shy girl."
pow! Bam!
Oh! Oh!
Give me cheetah girl.
Ooh, yes.
Now hold that pose for me.
Hold it! Hold it! Hold! Hold!
Hold on. Oh.
Ooh. Y'all okay?
(both laugh)
what are we even doing?
I don't know.
This is ridiculous.
Yeah.
You know, you're actually really good.
-Thanks. -Mm-hmm.
I'm going to pretend you didn't say actually.
Ivy, I want to apologize
for not telling you about cami,
but you were amazing.
Will you still be the face of my line?
I'd love to.
And I'm sorry, cami...
For giving you that smoke.
-Ooh. -(laughter)
yeah, I can't believe I won.
This is my first time modeling ever.
Don't tell raven,
but this is my first time working ever.
Oh, raven knows, honey. Raven knows.
Cami, I hope you don't feel bad.
Oh, I'm fine. I only really did this to impress you.
What?
Well, the truth is, um,
booker and I didn't really break up.
We've been secretly dating for the past month.
Y'all been doin' what?
Yeah. What?
Give it up, booker.
Sorry, mom.
Miss baxter, um... I really like your son.
He's kind, smart.
(chuckles) he thinks he's funny.
He does think he's funny, doesn't he?
Mom, I just wanted you to see cami
the way I see her.
Well, I'm not okay with you guys sneaking around,
but... I can see why you like her.
I don't know why you called her basic.
I never said basic!
Well, cami, what does your mom think about all this?
I haven't told her yet.
Oh, she don't know?
I'm the first to know?
I will give you my blessing
if you promise to record it when you tell her,
'cause, ooh, it's about to be good. (laughs)
(cami gasps)
wow, ivy. You look incredible.
Thank you.
Now all that's left is to pick something
that'll make you sparkle.
Let's choose... This.
(gasps) oh, I got to have that.
Of course.
No, ivy, no!
What? What?
Neil, what are you doing?
You have to fight the fierce! You have to!
Neil, give me the tiara!
I'm little mr. San francisco!
-Forever! -(table clatters)
(grunts)
(panting)
come on, buddy. Let's go for a walk.
I'm little mr. San francisco.
A long walk.
-I'm little mr. San francisco. -I know.
I can't believe it's time to launch my online shop.
I know. This is so exciting.
Who knew ivy had modeling skills like that?
Usually she's so awkward.
And she's right here.
I'm just saying you're a great model.
-Oh, you're welcome. -Neil, you're still on thin ice.
Once again, I am terribly sorry.
Okay, here goes nothing.
(notifications chiming)
(squeals)
people are loving the shop!
Oh, thank you so much for posting on your account, cami.
Oh, but I haven't posted anything yet.
I did. I tagged your shop in the video I posted
of neil's meltdown at your studio.
It went completely viral. Hashtag "you're welcome."
neil: I'm little mr. San francisco!
-Forever! -(table clatters)
hashtag "never living that one down."
everyone is loving the post.
Your online shop already has so many new followers!
All because of neil's epic freakout.
And my new assistant.
Thanks, nikki.
Looks like someone earned a vacation week.
(clears throat)
vacation day.
A long lunch.
-I'll buy you lunch. -There it is.
It's so nice to not have to sneak around anymore.
Yeah, there are some things I'm going to miss.
Shh!
Keep it down.
I'm trying to watch the movie.
Like privacy.
I said shh!
This is my favorite part.
The boy's mom just found out they were dating,
and she doesn't leave them alone ever.
Never. Never ever.
Mom, that's not what this movie's about.
Oh, I wasn't talkin' about the movie. (laughs)
♪ ♪