Still Up

Oh. Um. "I'll... I'll Be Your Mirror"?

Uh-huh. That's the one.

Cheers.

- Lisa. - Veggie.

You're here?

Yeah, sorry. Uh, what are you doing here?

You went out in the middle of the night. Again.

I thought you might've ended up here.

Why?

Lisa, what's in the box?

Oh, yeah, um... Yeah, it's a cat.

- Ah, yeah, that'll be it. - I'm just bringing the cat because...

Lisa, no, look. Forget about that. What the hell is going on with us?

Aren't you going to introduce me?

Uh, yeah.

Of course, yeah. Um...

Leese.

Hey. Okay.

For me?

- Yeah. - Oh.

I thought he could replace Rebecca de Mornay.

This is the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me.

I'll have to take you off my list.

Okay. Um, Lisa, c-can we...

Yeah, sorry.

Sorry. Um, would you mind?

Not at all.

Yeah, that's okay. Um, I fancied a walk anyway.

Nice to meet you.

Bless you.

Thank you.

Hey, it's Amy. Leave me a message, and I'll get back to you.

Hey... ... it's Danny. Uh, just making sure you got home okay.

I'm sorry things got a bit weird earlier.

I wish I could say things like that don't happen here,

but that would be a lie.

Um, so, if you're up for more of the same, great.

If not, I could move. I hear Canada's nice.

Um, call me when you get this.

Oh, by the way, you left your makeup bag here.

Hopefully on purpose. I don't know. Um...

Okay, night.

- A secret storage unit? - Oh, my God, it's not a secret.

Well, I didn't know about it.

And why have you been hiding my dad's horse there?

What do you mean, "Why"? Look at it!

He can't do faces. Okay? But that's not the point. It's...

It's the deception.

It's a storage unit, Veggie.

Okay, you wanted me to get rid of my old stuff.

I didn't want to. It's called a compromise.

Well, I'm not just talking about the storage unit, okay?

- I'm... I'm talking about us. - Things have been so weird

since we went camping, and then there's tonight.

What are you doing at Danny's?

Well, what are you doing at Danny's?

Well, no, that's... that's a separate...

Okay, I was... No, I... I asked you first! Well?

- I'm not sleeping with him, Veggie, am I? - I know you're not!

No, it would make more sense to me if you were.

I don't think you know what it's like for your partner to come alive

as soon as you go to bed. It's like I...

I sleep through all your shine.

I wish you were sleeping with him. You know, at least I could be angry.

You know, we could work through it.

But I-I-I don't even know what the problem is!

Let alone how to fix it.

I'm really sorry I've been distant lately.

You have. Because you thought I was gonna propose.

What?

- Hey. - Why did you tell Veggie

- I thought he was gonna propose? - I didn't. How'd you know? Not that I did.

He told me he came to see you.

- Why did he do that? - How did you even know?

- 'Cause you told me. - No, I didn't. When?

- When would I do that? - Gemma's hen do, after you got arrested.

Hold on, does that mean he's not proposing?

No, I don't suppose he is, given he's left.

Oh, shit.

What was that?

No, n-nothing. It was nothing. So, like, left as in never-coming-back left?

Don't know. He's packed an overnight bag.

- Are you gonna be okay? - Not really.

Look, getting dumped for the first time can be hard.

- Uh... ... I haven't been dumped. - It's just...

No. No, I know. Okay. First time you get left temporarily then.

- That's not much better. Oh, God. - Am I gonna become like you now?

No, to become like me you need a very special kind of dumping.

The kind of humiliation that literally keeps you up every single night.

Hi.

Neville.

Hi. Danny.

What are you having as a main?

Uh... Uh, the fish, I think.

I didn't read the menu properly. Turns out there's chicken on there,

so, uh, I'm trying to swap. If you hear of anyone...

I'll let you know.

She's not being unreasonable.

No, of course she's not, Mum.

- Well, she's two years old. - I've gotta go.

Yeah. Yeah. I... I'm hanging up. I'm hanging up.

If anyone asks, would you mind saying that I've been here all day?

- Sure. No problem. - Thanks.

I'm, uh... I'm Danny, by the way.

Oh, hi. Lisa. Nice to meet you, Danny.

Nice to meet you.

What have I missed?

Oh, just the canapés. And the, uh... the ceremony.

Yeah, I know. I do feel bad. But at the same time,

you've been to one wedding, you've been to them all. You know?

We get it, you love each other. Now, when can we get pissed?

- Is this wine open? - Yeah, go for it.

Yeah.

Is that better?

- Ugh. Much better. - Yeah.

If I ask you something, do you promise to tell me the truth?

- Absolutely. - How big are the bags under my eyes?

They look fine to me.

Haven't slept for about two months. Chronic insomnia.

Really? Oh, I'd hate that. I've never had a problem sleeping.

- Waking up, that's the problem. - Well,

if I start jabbering like a madwoman, you know why.

Oh, I thought you'd already started.

So, what is it that you do, Danny?

I, um... I write for the NME.

Really? That's properly cool.

It's pretty perfect for me, to be honest.

I mean, I go to loads of gigs, I drink a lot of cider,

and then I watch a lot of men in tight jeans play the synthesizer.

Sounds like a job I'd like. How do you know the happy couple?

- Oh, well, I actually... - How's my little munchkin?

Your munchkin is doing good.

Oh, this is Lisa.

Oh, you were at the hen do.

Oh, yeah. Had to leave early. Yeah. How are you?

I'm good. A bit nervous.

Chloe's a singer. She's performing tonight.

Oh, wow.

Oh, I know. Hannah asked me especially, and I was like,

"Can't I get you a toaster like everyone else?"

Yeah, I love toast.

Uh, Chloe sings the song from the car commercial.

- The one where it races the cheetah. - Sod off. That's you?

Yeah. Now it's gone a bit viral, so...

"Bit viral"? Very modest. Very viral. It's gone really viral.

- Wow! - She's the best.

He's my little cheerleader.

Been championing me since day one.

Hey, um, we should really prepare.

Okay, sure. Uh, I've gotta go, guys. Sorry.

Good luck.

Yeah, that's Milo. He's, uh... He's kind of taken over as manager now.

Since it... everything's blown up. It's...

Why is her manager here? It's hardly Glastonbury.

- Yeah. - Hmm.

- He wants to put it on YouTube. - Oh.

Says it could play well.

Not forgetting her roots, that kind of thing.

- But I don't... - Wine?

- I'd love some, yeah. - Yeah.

Uh, chicken or fish?

Yeah, uh...

Lisa, Neville. Neville, Lisa.

Uh, fish.

- Cheers, Danny. - Cheers.

Aw, poor Neville.

I really hope he managed to forage some chicken from somewhere.

Didn't you hear?

The kitchen found him eating out of the bin at the end of the night.

- Out of the bin? - Yeah.

I really wish all people remembered from me that night

was asking their dinner choice.

Not everything that happened was bad.

I mainly remember the bad stuff.

Well, you met me.

- Yeah. Case in point. - We had a good time. We had a laugh.

- We didn't. - Yes, we did.

No, we did. Yeah, we did. We did have a laugh.

No, wait, wait, wait. No, no, no.

Don't tell me you put "tea drinker" in your bio.

What? I love tea!

Yeah, who doesn't? But you may as well have put "air breather."

Look, I've known you two seconds,

and trust me, you're not that uninteresting.

Okay, well, what would you put then?

Okay, how about this?

Right. "With the news that Lisa Osgood is back"

on the dating scene, her incredible sense of humor...

Oh?

...and frankly impeccable fashion sense...

Hmm.

"... surely means that 2019 is gonna be her year."

There we go.

You've just received your first five-star review by the NME.

- There might be a few typos, but... - Aw, I love it. Thank you.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- Okay, one last thing. - Okay.

Do we really think this photo is the best representation of you?

What is wrong with that? When you find a massive crisp,

it is your duty to share it with the world.