POST-PARTY MESS

Mia listlessly shoves a mop around in a square foot of the mess, looking miserable and entitled and incompetent and wonderful.

Mia: "Can Rosita please just do this in the morning?"
Sofia: "No. We clean up our own messes. Unless it's like a double homicide or something."

Sofia takes control of the mop, very mommishly nattering on as she does. It's about the sweetest thing of this entire show.

Sofia: "God, look at you. You don't even know how to hold a mop. I grew up with nothing! I had to clean houses for extra money in high school..."
Mia: "How about instead of telling me this irrelevant story all the time, you just once had told me the more interesting one about my..."
Sofia: "I know, honey. You have had an incredibly shitty few days and I wish that I could save you from them. But I can't."

When they embrace it is, oddly, a relief. I think it's because of how much acting with the body Sofia does, like, her body is silently crying out to be closer and closer to Mia at all times, so when she finally gets a little hug it's amazing. But Mia falling into her arms, exhaustedly weeping, is even better.

Mia, sly: "Sooo now can I go to bed?"
Sofia: "No, honey! But good try. Now get going. I love you so much, baby. But I want this place spotless."

Second-best moment of the episode.

AUDREY CRUZ

While Joanna discovers Julian's Julianless apartment and has the audacity to care where he is or what he's doing -- since he all but said, "I am not coming home tonight, because that would be weird, but I sure hope you find a new place to live soon. And that's on me, I know it is, but these are the breaks" -- Audrey answers the door to a whiny cryfaced little baby named Julian Bowers.

Audrey: "Come right in! I certainly hope that look on your face doesn't have anything to do with the market status of Lyritrol."
Julian: "It has to do with a lot of things. But I guess I can tell you most of them, because my brother sure as shit is going to blow our spot come morning."
Audrey: "Let's have sad drunk sex first, and then you can tell me all about your company's business secrets."
Julian: "See you say you want me to whine about this stuff, but I'm not sure you get what you're asking. I'm talking rich white boy whining. It's a whole bulletpointed list I got in my head of things I deserve and don't yet have. This could take all night."
Audrey: "I didn't feel like a ho until just now. Well, whatever. Let's do this."