No, this looks good. I want you.
I mean, I wa... I wanna work with you.
I want to work with you, too.
Seriously, watching you navigate your abusive ex
while she stalked you on-air,
solidified your bad-assery.
Oh, my god, he looks like
a tiny Benjamin Button. That's our baby.
Troy is young. He's tech-savvy.
He also gets paid half what I do.
I'm not an idiot.
If I resign, I don't get a severance package,
and I expect a great severance package.
I did it!
I had my slut phase!
Harry Svensson...
...will you marry me?
I would love nothing more than to marry you.
Your father and I have something to tell you.
You're getting married.
How did you know? Mm, intuition.
Plus, there's that giant disco ball
on your hand. Oh...
Well, go on, assail us with your disapproval.
You're gonna do what you're gonna do.
That's all you have to say? I'm resigned.
So... when's the big day?
Who's invited? Uh, the details will get sorted.
You mean Joanne will sort them, and you'll say yes.
Please don't share
this news with your siblings. I'd like them to hear it from me.
Yeah, 'cause I'm just bursting to tell them.
Well, our sarcastic daughter raises a good point.
How long do you want our list to be? Just family?
Other than the children, I-I don't have much family to invite.
Well, there's your brother.
I haven't spoken to William in years.
Well, this could give you a chance to mend things.
There is nothing to mend.
Wow, just one more month.
So that's it. Your last day.
Do you have to retire? You're still in your prime.
I'll visit. It won't be the same.
Who will send reminders for birthdays?
Who will fill the candy bowl?
You can always fill it up yourself.
Tastes better when you fill it.
Things will run just fine without me.
Petersen's office manager seems perfectly capable.
He'll visit tomorrow to get a lay of the land.
I hope that won't be awkward for you.
Why would that be awkward?
Oh, right! You two had se...
Morning, Mr Svensson!
Morning, Winston. Good energy!
Dad called me on my way in.
So you know?
The guy who says clients are deluded for remarrying an ex
is remarrying his ex.
How are you taking it?
Well...
they're more annoying when they're not together, so...
Net positive?
This means Joanne will be my stepmom.
Which means you'll be my half-brother "and" my step-brother.
Dad, that's wonderful news!
I'm so relieved, Lucy-Goosey.
I-I love Joanne, and she makes you happy.
That's all I want. Mom would want that, too.
I have my own news.
I'm looking for new office space. I've seen some affordable places.
One is shared with other therapists.
You're willing to give up prime real estate for a shared space?
Well, real estate
you pay for. Which I'm happy to do.
I can't have my dad pay my rent forever.
I need to prove to myself that I can do this on my own.
When I... quit my first job to start my own firm,
it was... daunting.
It was also the best decision of my life.
Thanks for waiting, Mr Cook.
Please, Kenneth is fine.
I like the courtyard.
The bees are pollinating.
Apis mellifera. It's the, um, most common species.
I didn't know that.
How can I help you, Kenneth?
Uh...
My late-father
set up a trust fund for me. Every few years,
the bank's trustee gives me a drawdown,
as long as I meet the stipulations.
Like what?
Uh, I got the first 30,000 when I turned 21,
but only if I graduated from college.
I got the next drawdown when I turned 25,
but only if
I worked at my father's office.
He made that a stipulation? He was...
...pretty controlling.
I can relate.
I was supposed to get the next drawdown when I turned 35,
last month, 100,000, but
they'll only give me the money as long as
I'm in a stable, monogamous relationship.
And you're not in a relationship?
No, I am.
Um...
Brought her with me. Would you...
...like to meet her?
This is Vanessa. Hello. Nice to meet you.
So you're dating a doll?
We call them "synthetic partners."
"We"? Idolaters.
There are more of you? Indeed.
It's Vanessa's response system.
She's programmed to engage in conversation.
- Right, Vanessa? Right, honey!
Speaking of honey, did you know
bees need 2 million flowers to make one pound of honey?
She likes bees.
You have that in common. Uh, you do know
that she's not real?
I know she's not a person.
But I love her like one.
The trustee says that this doesn't count as a loving relationship.
And you want me to prove it does?
I'm in love. That should be enough.
Well said. You go, Kenneth!
She's a sex doll!
Sounds like this guy just programmed her to say whatever he wants.
It's not a relationship. It's play-time.
I see the appeal of an AI girlfriend. Fewer opinions, fewer arguments.
Fewer opinions!
You're definitely marrying the wrong woman!
I like a strong woman with a mind of her own.
Roz always challenges me.
- To be fair, that's not hard. I feel for Kenneth.
More and more people are feeling lonely and isolated.
His way of coping might be unconventional,
- but if it makes him feel better... Eleanor's mother
is in a nursing home.
The residents interact with care robots.
But are they dating the robots?
Not as far as I know, but it's still companionship.
- Come on! It's weird! Says the man
who carries his dog around like a baby
and talks to him in that ridiculous voice.
Ignore him, Craig-y Waig-y.
I'd love to represent Kenneth, but I got a lot on my plate right now,
so I'm gonna need you to run with this case.
Make me.
You and your husband drew up this separation agreement?
We didn't think we needed lawyers.
But there's one term we can't agree on.
What's "replica"?
Two years ago, our daughter, Libby, drowned in our pool.
Jessica... I'm so sorry.
I thought we were grieving together.
Then he hired a company to make a replica of our daughter.
I'm... I'm afraid I don't understand.
Quantum Avatar, they're an AI company.
They make digital copies of people,
using their photos and voice recordings.
One day, Emile handed me a pair of VR goggles
and asked me to look through them and...
...there was Libby.
A virtual entity that looks and talks
just like our daughter.
I can't bear
to look at it, but Emile spends hours interacting with it.
You want to delete it.
Is there any harm in letting Emile have this for himself?
I don't want that thing out there in the world.
It's beyond morbid. It's... It's disrespectful to Libby's memory.
I could try to get you ownership of the digital assets.
If you own the replica, you can decide what happens to it.
But...
...before we go that route,
I suggest we bring in Emile.
Promise me you're gonna call off this wedding.
Run, don't walk, from that altar.
Are you sure, Dr Svensson?
I'm excited for you. You've got this, Jasmine.
Well, that's all for today. And remember,
be kind to yourself.
Nice job.
The internet just got another soundbite.
Please don't share it with me. I still can't stand my own voice.
What are you talking about? You sound great.
Any plans tonight? I've got
a stack of client notes to review. You?
Uh, some friends invited me to this really big party, so...
...I think I'll stay in and order a cheeseburger.
Put on Notting Hill, and it sounds like the perfect night.
That's more of a date movie,
and alas, I am woefully single.
You were reaching for the door handle,
weren't you? Yup.
This case is unwinnable.
How can I argue he's in a relationship,
when Vanessa isn't real?
Neither was Bruce Wayne,
yet 12-year-old me still wanted to marry him.
Yeah, but you didn't actually think he was real.
Dating a doll is weird, but...
...maybe your client thinks it's his only option.
Join an app! Meet a nice girl who's waterproof.
People are intimidating. Why do you think
I'm in the gaming world?
Some of us are more comfortable with fictional characters.
You seemed comfortable approaching a total stranger at the bar.
"Do one thing a week outside of your comfort zone."
Tip seven, from An Introvert's Guide to Being Charming.
I was your weekly challenge? You told me that was a bet.
I lied.
Did your book have a list of cheesy pick-up lines?
I'm not the one who fell for it.
It's a miracle. Both Abigail and Sofia are out of the house.
Why don't I slip out of this suit,
and "not" into those pyjamas that Abigail bought me?
Actually, you may want to hold off on that.
Oh! Could you answer that?
Harrison.
William.
Why did you do this?
Because he's your brother,
and whatever happened between the two of you,
it's time to clear the air. Nothing happened.
We drifted apart naturally.
I stopped calling him, he did the same,
and we both realised we liked it better that way.
If that's true, why is he here?
How's Caroline?
Living her best life in Belize with her third husband.
We broke it off years ago.
I'm sorry to hear that. How did Cameron take it?
He took his mother's side.
For what it's worth, until recently,
my eldest wanted nothing to do with me.
Now, we're working together and it's quite pleasant, mostly.
Hmm.
How long has it been since we last spoke?
Father's funeral.
That reminds me.
I was going through the attic the other day.
Found these.
Brings back memories, doesn't it?
Certainly does.
Dad used to make us go a round
whenever we got into an argument.
What was it he always said?
"If it matters so much to you two, fight for it."
And "Sometimes in life, you gotta take it on the chin."
Ah.
I'm glad Joanne called. It's been far too long.
So you kissed your boss,
without getting her consent?
I don't know how I'm going to face her tomorrow.
Yeah. You should quit the show.
Really? No!
It might be weird for a while,
but... give it time. It'll blow over.
I gotta say, there's something hilarious
about a therapist misreading social cues.
There was a vibe! Or... I thought there was.
Sounds like someone has a crush.
How perceptive of you. Maybe you should have your own radio show.
Yeah, get me in touch with Robin.
Tell her I promise not to sexually harass her.
We are looking particularly dashing!
Winston's about to woo a certain office manager.
I gave him my number at the retreat,
and he's only texted me twice.
It's like communicating with a straight guy.
Which just...
...makes me like him more. But we won't unpack that.
Troy.
Nice to see you again.
Thanks for having me. I'm super-excited to tour.
Well, first stop, the kitchen. Can I fix you a tea or coffee?
Tea sounds lovely.
Hey.
'Sup?
Ah.
Interesting.
Shut up.
The trust stipulates my client needs to be in a long-term relationship.
He has been in one for three years.
With a doll.
The correct term is "synthetic partner".
Whatever you call it, it doesn't qualify.
The late Mr Cook's intention behind the trust is clear.
Every stipulation was a nudge for Kenneth to foster relationships.
The trustee will not authorise the drawdown
unless Kenneth can prove that he is in a stable,
monogamous relationship with a human.
Uh...
...may I be excused?
Y-You may.
Great. I think you just made my client cry.
Look, I'm not judging. I get why he'd choose a doll.
Body stays tight, no PMS,
programmed to say whatever you want.
You think Vanessa has a sister?
Why are we friends?
Now, this is my scheduling system. Yeah.
Yellow for birthdays. Green for holidays.
Would you look at that handwriting? Ha! Who says cursive's dead?
We've covered HR, inventory, work stations, and security.
I could show you where we keep the sanitation wipes
for the door handles. I won't take up
more of your time, but this was a lot of fun.
Thanks, Jerri. You're most welcome.
So, did he ask you out?
Does this look like the face of someone who just got asked out?
It's Troy! He wants to go out for dinner.
Hi! I'm Libby!
Can we go to the quack today?
I want to see the ducklings.
What's "the quack"? That's Libby's nickname
for her favourite park. There's a duck pond.
How did the AI know that?
I sent Quantum Avatar photos and video files of our daughter,
to create
the most accurate replica.
So, those digital assets belonged to both parties.
My client wants ownership
of the replica,
as well as an order prohibiting anyone from making another avatar.
I won't let you destroy it.
My client's not forcing anyone to interact with it.
What's the harm, if this is his private way of grieving?
Jessica should have had a say
as to whether the replica was created in the first place.
Please.
Just let me keep this part of Libby.
That thing isn't Libby.
Why would you do this?
I got it so that we would have something to remember her by.
No. You did it to hurt me.
Hurt you?
Why would I do that?
To remind me that it was my fault.
That I'm the one that took my eyes off her,
that I'm the one that left the pool gate open.
Jessica,
I have never blamed you for what happened.
Every time I see that thing,
it's like a knife to my...
Hey. I need you
to research Quantum Avatar.
Yeah, I've heard of them. They do AI.
The firm's not about to replace everyone with AI.
right?
Start with Quantum Avatar's policies on IP.
If I'm satisfied with what you've found, your job is secure.
For now.
Your case sounds draining.
Here's a thought...
We are not swapping cases.
But they're basically the same,
people using AI to fill a void.
From what I've heard, they're not at all the same.
This replica is modelled after
a real little girl, whose parents are grieving.
While your client's doll is AI with boobs.
Part of me gets why Emile
had the avatar made, but...
...I think he's having trouble letting go.
Grief isn't the same
for everyone. When my mom died,
I used to look for relics of her everywhere.
I'd hide in her closet 'cause it smelled like her.
I'd listen to your mother's greeting
on our answering machine. The one you and Mom messed up?
That always made me laugh.
Hi, hi. What brings you two here?
Oh, William wanted to see the firm.
And my nieces and nephew. Remember
your Uncle Bill?
I remember.
You bought me that toy drum set.
Ah!
You got me stuffed animal,
that repeated everything in a chipmunk voice.
Yep. "Squeaky Selma".
That toy was designed to drive me nuts.
Why do you think I bought it?
And you have no idea
who I am. Sorry.
Don't be. You were in diapers last time I saw you.
Do you still live in, um, Montreal?
No, I've been in Victoria for years.
Nice set-up,
Harrison. Beats the shoebox
I started out in.
Higher, too. Glad you got over your fear of heights.
You're afraid of heights?
Terrified.
One time, a dog chased him up a tree.
Harrison was too afraid to climb down.
A firefighter had to retrieve him, like a scared kitten.
The height wasn't the concern, it was the rabid dog.
You mean the neighbours' toy poodle?
Before I forget, you all are invited to my house
for dinner tomorrow. Sounds fun.
Danny, you should bring Jude.
I'd like to meet
the mother of my future grandchild.
I'll see if she's free.
Let me see your office, Harrison. Of course.
Ooh.
I forgot
Dad even had a brother. Why am I just meeting him now?
Extra weird, considering
he's been in Victoria all this time.
Gotta fly. I have to see a man about a doll.
Have fun with Barbie and Kenneth.
Daniel!
Over here.
You brought Vanessa?
Why?
Her left eye kept winking last night,
so I took her to have her hardware checked.
How do you feel, Vanessa?
Never better, Kenny.
You could've left her in the car. So someone could kidnap her?
Mr Krol and I kept talking after you left.
The trustee might authorise the drawdown
if you declare you're at least open to dating a person.
A real one.
Oh, I'm not into polyamory. I'm very traditional.
Nothing about this is traditional.
Try to look at it from the other side.
You have to admit, this relationship is a little...
You don't need to approve of our relationship.
You just need to represent me.
Excuse me. I'm gonna use
the facilities. Please watch her. No, don't...
Wait.
It's not mine.
So the whole coffee shop
is staring, and he's not even fazed.
Like how you're fazed?
People took pictures! Someone called me a perv.
I have a client in ten.
What do you need?
I need to prove Kenneth's relationship with Vanessa
meets the same requirements as if she were real.
Can you talk to him, please?
You want me to prove your client
is in a stable, monogamous relationship with a doll?
Consider it more fodder for your radio show.
Counting the days until our kids get home from Europe?
Oh, yeah. Ugh.
They'll be insufferable, though, don't you think?
I'd bet good money one of them pulls a Madonna
and returns home with a fake accent.
My real-estate agent has interesting taste.
Can I tempt you with a bag of pickle-flavoured popcorn?
Uh... generous, but I'll pass.
How about this?
Token of my gratitude for not falling through these floors.
This is a nice bottle of wine. You sure you don't want it?
I can't.
I'm an alcoholic.
Been sober almost two years.
Oh. OK. Well, yeah, sure. I'll take it. Thanks.
There's a family dinner, and you're invited,
if you're interested. Sure! I'd like to see
what other weird family traits are coming down the line.
So, how's the doll case?
It would be easier if my client wasn't dating a doll.
Well, I'd put more blame on his dead dad.
I mean, he's the one bribing his son into being in a relationship.
Maybe he didn't want him to end up alone.
Mm, sounds like my parents. All they ever want to do
is pressure me to find a husband.
Meanwhile, they can't stand being in the same room together.
Some people would rather be married than happy.
I take your point.
My mom left my dad, and she never looked back.
And then there's us.
We're single, and happy, and well-adjusted.
At least I am.
What do you think I should wear tonight?
Well, you know what they say, can't go wrong with a bolo tie.
No one says that.
My mom says that.
Why are you two always huddled here, gossiping?
Does this look like a slumber party?
Someone's in a mood. Is this about William?
Because you said you'd give him a fair shot.
I am.
But he is determined to belittle me.
Every story he shares is another jab.
Maybe that's just his way of connecting.
I don't know how I can tolerate another two nights of this.
Have a little compassion.
His wife left him, he's estranged from his son.
You're his only family.
Lucky me.
When I was a kid, a bumble bee flew into our house.
His wing was damaged, so I put him in a terrarium.
I fed him sugar water every day until he got better,
then I let him go, back to his hive.
You seem passionate about bees.
I like the way they communicate.
When bees want something,
they dance, release pheromones.
Their social bonds come so easily.
What's your experience like meeting people?
I still get nervous around my coworkers,
but Vanessa helps.
Sometimes, she and I come up with ice-breakers.
They work, too. People invite me to sit with them at lunch.
And there's this nature club at the community centre.
I... I never would've joined, unless Vanessa hyped me up.
And I know she's just... she's just programmed to be supportive.
But, uh...
When Vanessa says that she believes in me...
...I believe in me.
Just... a little bit.
At the very least,
Kenneth perceives himself to be in a relationship.
Would you say it's healthy? Mm, it's complicated.
Kenneth's been hurt by people,
so he's clinging to something that makes him feel safe.
Yannick will argue she's just distracting him
from meeting real people.
Actually, Vanessa seems to be helping him meet new people.
She gives him the confidence to come out of his shell.
I can't say whether this qualifies as a stable, monogamous relationship,
but having Vanessa in his life encourages him to make friends,
just not a girlfriend.
I looked into
Quantum Avatar's licence and release agreement.
Check out... this clause.
"We retain the right to reproduce and sell protected material"
"to third parties."
So I did some more digging and found a press release.
Turns out Quantum Avatar partnered up with another company.
What's Minnie's? It's a food-manufacturing company.
Hello!
When I'm hungry... So is my job secure?
Shh! ..just what to make me.
Try our new instant soup mix.
Pour water and... mm!
Minnie's! Mix it up.
Mm! Minnie's! Mix it up.
How did our daughter end up in a commercial?
Quantum Avatar owns the intellectual rights
of all AI it generates.
Meaning, they can use the AI however they want,
even sell it to third parties, like Minnie's.
So everything I've ever shared about Libby belongs to them?
They can just... own our daughter's memory?
We can fight this. We'll seek an injunction
to pull Libby's image from the Minnie's ad campaign.
And there's an excellent chance they'll comply.
They probably don't even know how the replica was generated.
We'll demand Quantum Avatar relinquish all rights to the replica,
so they never use it again.
What if they say no?
We go public.
Exploiting the grief of parents... is not a good look.
Don't change yourself. Change your perspective.
Be kind to yourself, Florence.
Great job. Thanks.
Uh, the other day,
I thought you were trying to... you know, so I... you know.
We don't need a play-by-play.
I just don't want things to get awkward between us.
You're making things awkward right now.
We work together.
Let's just keep things professional.
Pretend it never happened.
OK. Right.
Oh, I just...
I'm sorry, I'll let you...
So you two met at "that" bar, where the broker-bros go?
I've been there once, and everything felt sticky.
I did not choose that bar. My coworkers did.
But you picked "him" up? Was it a dare?
Nah! I just had a few drinks in me. I regret introducing you two.
This must be the woman
I've heard so much about. This is Jude. Jude,
my uncle Bill. Hi.
When are you gonna tie the knot? Make an honest woman out of her, huh?
Oh, it's OK.
I lost my honesty when I was 16.
Dinner's ready! Get your butts out here.
Thank you all for coming.
My children. William.
Jude, nice to welcome you
into the fold.
And to my beautiful bride-to-be,
for bringing us all together.
Cheers! Cheers!
OK. Let's eat!
I'd also like to make a toast.
When Joanne reached out and told me about the wedding,
I thought, "You're joking."
But no. You two really are putting yourselves
through that again.
So to Harry and Joanne,
and their second shot.
What's the definition of insanity?
Doing the same thing over and over and, uh...
So, how'd you like the office tour?
Uh, pfft, it was fine.
Until Jerri showed me her scheduling system. Yikes!
What's wrong with her system?
You mean that mom calendar?
Ohh! And did you see that spreadsheet tool?
It is a miracle
Svensson and Svensson has been running this long.
Jerri is great at what she does.
I'm sure she was, back when pens were quills.
You know, maybe if she spent less time
hand-writing appointments, she could update her skills
and join us in the modern age.
Jerri doesn't just use that "mom calendar" for appointments.
She records birthdays and anniversaries,
the day Cecil passed his paralegal exam.
OK? Jerri
is the beating heart of our firm.
You should feel honoured to succeed her.
You know what? I'm allergic to pasta.
Bitch! You picked this place!
It was my third year in boarding school.
Harrison had just started. He was miserable,
cried in the dorms every night for his mommy.
Um, that's understandable. You were, like, 12?
The other boys smelled weakness.
So one day, I'm in the quad,
see these other kids surround him.
They start hurling dodgeballs at him. Boom! Boom-boom-boom, boom!
Didn't cry for Mother
after that, did ya, Harrison?
So, you just stood there
while your younger brother was being pelted?
It was a boys' school!
You might want to rethink telling that old chestnut.
You don't come out looking good.
You should learn how to take a joke.
You should learn how to tell one.
Well, you've certainly inherited your mother's mouth.
William!
A word.
You let her talk to you like that?
That was uncalled for.
Every time that you open your mouth,
it's to insult my loved ones or humiliate me.
Oh, come on!
I was just messing around. When did you become so thin-skinned?
You've been doing this our whole lives.
You wanna bring out the gloves? I'll let you take the first swing.
Fair warning, I won't go easy. You never did.
Those gloves were never for resolving conflicts.
Dad turned every argument we had into a blood sport.
You're being dramatic.
You're two years older than me.
You were bigger and stronger,
and Dad knew that.
He wanted to see me get pummelled, and you gave him what he wanted.
Every time.
I can forgive you for what you did. We were children.
And he was... a tyrant.
I can even tolerate the way you continue to humiliate me,
try to make me feel like that little kid
in the boxing gloves.
But you... will not go after my family.
..an expression that I feel is very Daniel.
OK, I don't...
William won't be staying for dessert.
Now, what were we all talking about?
Jude was, um,
showing us a character she designed.
Look familiar?
You got three guesses whose forehead that is,
and the first two don't count!
The likeness is uncanny!
He doesn't look anything like me!
Keep telling yourself that!
I mean, we've all seen that face.
I don't look that bad.
The late Mr Cook
wanted his son to pursue a meaningful,
stable relationship.
Now...
...not only is this
not what he had in mind...
...it prevents his son from meeting the human partner
his father wanted for him.
Out of respect for the grantor's intentions,
the trustee will not authorise this drawdown.
Does opposing counsel have anything to add?
Your Honour, this trust stipulation should be void
because it's founded on an immoral consideration.
For a moment, let's forget about the doll.
I'll try.
So what if my client isn't dating anyone?
Relationships take all forms. I'm currently
in a platonic co-parenting arrangement.
I wouldn't meet the stipulation,
even though this relationship is the most stable I've ever had.
Objection. How is counsel's love life, or lack of it, relevant?
Overruled.
I'm curious where this is going.
My client is capable of cultivating human relationships.
Objection! He brought a sex doll to court.
For some people, socialising is hard,
so they learn ways to push themselves outside their comfort zone.
Vanessa gives Kenneth
that push. She helps him
build the confidence to meet people.
Signed affidavits from Kenneth's colleagues.
They all describe him the same way.
Quiet, yes, but a team player,
with an endearing passion for bees.
Some of his colleagues even describe Kenneth as a friend.
Your Honour, my client is not unstable, unhappy, or lonely.
He's just single.
Why prioritise a romantic relationship,
when he already has a wealth of connections that enrich his life?
Forcing him to be in a committed relationship
violates public policy.
Counsel rests.
I agree, Counsel.
The clause places an unnecessary burden
onto the beneficiary.
I hereby order the trustee to pay the drawdown.
Congratulations.
Why'd you say I was single? I'm not.
You won. How about a "Thank you, Daniel"?
Thank you, Daniel.
You're welcome, Vanessa.
Winston, order some pastries from Beaucoup,
and make sure you get blondies
for Cecile. Thank you, sir!
I take it dinner went well?
Very.
And how did your dinner go?
Not great.
Oh, no! What happened?
We had a disagreement. It's whatever.
Ohh.
Will it be weird, working with Troy? I won't have to.
By the time he gets here, I will have started grad school.
Winston's gap year is almost up.
Wait. You're leaving too? When?
Gap year, Cecil.
Oh. Now I hear it.
Two friends gone.
This hurts more than when they cancelled Whip-It.
"True friends are never apart."
"Perhaps in distance, but not in heart."
Without you, Jerri, who will give proverbs no one asked for?
And without you, Winston,
who will...
...answer the phones?
He's got a point.
Really does feel like the end of something, doesn't it?
Hey, Jerri?
Even though we're both leaving, we can still hang out, right?
Grab brunch?
Let's pick a date, shall we?
Minnie's was appalled to discover the origins of Libby's image.
And Quantum Avatar has agreed
to relinquish all rights to the replica.
After discussing matters...
...my client agrees to delete the AI.
We can visit her at Glenforest.
Visiting Libby's grave reminds me of her death.
I just... I wanted to remember her life.
If I could offer
a suggestion?
What about a swing set in Libby's favourite park, in her name?
That's a beautiful idea.
Emile?
I like when our clients land on the same page.
Do you think it's possible
that they'll find their way back to each other?
I hope so.
When Nico gets home, I'm gonna hug him so hard
his beret's gonna pop off.
I was digging through some boxes last night.
Look what I found. Is that...
I-I'll leave it here. You can listen to it when you wish.
Wait. Will you listen to it with me?
Is this working? I can't tell.
Oh, wait! I see the light.
Hello! You've reached the home of Monique, Harry, and Lucy Svensson.
Hello! Thank you for calling.
We're away from the phone right now, so please
leave a message after the beep.
Now... how do I save this?
You hit the button. I did!
It's-It's not working. I tried that button, too.
Why are there so many useless buttons?
I wanna press one! What if we just hang up?
Oh... Are we still recording?
Alright. I'm heading out.
Your office should be move-in ready in the next two weeks.
Thanks. I love
the kitchen cabinets.
Yeah. Quality storage.
Hey, when this contract's over...
...would you, um...
...would you be interested in going out sometime?
You mean, like, on a date?
Yeah.
Uh...
I'd love to, but...
...I'm gonna have to decline.
Oh.
I'm sorry. I... I guess I misread things.
Oh, no! No. You didn't.
At the risk of giving too much information,
I have been coupled up
most of my adult life.
I met my ex-husband in university,
my rebound
was supposed to be a blip, and then wasn't,
and my last relationship didn't...
...end well.
I think I need to be single for a while longer
before I inflict myself on anyone else.
Well, that...
...really was too much information.
But I get it.
Thank you.
So how are things with Robin?
Still awkward.
Well, if it's any comfort, it'll only be awkward for as long
as you continue working with her.
Very comforting. Thanks.
In happier news, I found an office.
Two blocks west of Main. Walking distance from home.
That's great, Lucy! Thanks.
Dad was surprised when I told him I was leaving,
but at least he still has you and Daniel.
Uh... right, about that.
I'm almost finished the renos on my new office space...
...for the firm I'm starting.
Wait. You're starting your own firm? Since when?
Since I realised working with Marcus was akin to making a pact with Satan.
I can't believe you're just telling me.
If it makes you feel any better, you're the first person I'm telling.
You haven't told Dad?
I will.
You're afraid to tell him.
No, I'm not.
I just need to get my ducks lined up first.