Just My Luck

- Morning, Oscar.

- Morning, Miss Albright.

Finding a cab may take a while

in this mess. No umbrella?

Really think I need one?

Guess not.

Thanks. Have a good one.

Oh.

Nice. Bye.

First stop,

I need to be there

in four minutes, please.

Oh, yeah.

That's gonna happen.

Hi. Dana?

WNYH. You're caller seven.

Can you name our mystery song?

Oops. I did it again. Sorry.

That's right! You win!

Oh, that's like

five greens in a row.

The force is strong

this morning, boy.

Dana, it looks like

I'm running a little early.

So I'm gonna make a stop

at Balducci's. Muffin?

I am the master of my universe.

Positive energy, positive results.

Oh, perfect.

Taking the dog for a walk.

Good morning, Mr. Phillips. I want to introduce

you to the hottest band in New York City.

Magic time.

Oh, perfect!

Huh. Find a penny-

Uh, Mr. Phillips?

Excuse me?

Here we go. Lift.

Good.

Walk it around.

Bring it around.

Bring it around.

That's it.

- Hey, hold it, please.

- Oh.

- Thanks.

- You're welcome.

Come on, baby.

Baby made a poo-poo!

Now, let's go.

Baby, your poo-poo's

costing me.

Happy?

- Hi. Good morning.

- Mm-hmm.

Sweet.

Oh, my gosh! Are you okay?

- What are you doing? Get off!

- I'm sorry. Are you o-

Look, I'm- Let me help you up.

Stop hitting me!

- Let me help you up! It was an accident!

- Oh, my God! Help!

- Hey, you! Don't move!

- This is not-

- Help! Help!

- This is not- not good. Not good.

- Somebody!

- Stay there!

- Let me help you up! Come on!

- Get that thing near me, and I'll smack it!

I need backup! 288 in the park!

Hey, you! Stay there!

- I'll get you!

- The button popped!

Green jacket, skull cap.

Pursuing on foot.

We're making music here.

We're not making chicken.

Well, get it done.

We need this done.

Sir, excuse me!

Good morning, Mr. Phillips!

- I have a brand-new-

- Got you!

- Mr. Phillips!

- Give me your arm, pervert!

- Take a quick listen!

- You smell like dog crap!

Officer, could you take me

to the 36th Precinct?

They're nice to me there.

You promise? 6:
00?

Okay. I'll be the redhead

who looks like this.

In that case,

I'll be there at 5:30.

Okay.

Morning, Maggie.

Oh, what are you

so chipper about?

Brad Pitt and Jude Law

had a baby...

and I just met him in the elevator.

Braden & Company.

Can I help you?

Somebody ordered Balducci's.

Oh, yum. Excuse me.

What's happening on this body?

Is this a new coat?

Yeah. Can you believe it?

Sample sale. Fifty percent off.

- Ohh.

- And her coat met someone.

David Pennington. Owner of

the Boston Celtics David Pennington?

No, silly. It's his son.

Impressive. But I, too,

had a really great morning.

Apparently, Saturn

is in line with Neptune.

Dana, you know those things

aren't exactly factual, right?

Ooh! Ooh! And my new song

got a really polite rejection letter...

from Two Tone Records.

But you know what they say:

One door closes, and two doors open.

Speaking of doors, uh,

the Phillips meeting- When is it?

Now.

All right, I've gotta

go take notes.

- Okay.

- I will see you guys after.

- Bye. Can I have one of those?

- Do you want the bran?

Where is everybody?

Look, our SoundScans

last week were 470,000.

That's why we de-Yes, we deserve

to be at the front of the store.

Look, you tell him

because I said so.

You tell him Damon Phillips said so.

I'm hanging up now.

I thought we had a meeting.

Oh, they should be here soon.

If you'd care to-

Wait? This is a big insult.

D. Doesn't wait for anybody.

Yeah, that's right.

No one. Okay?

And he is furious.

Ain't that right?

It's true. I'm furious.

They should be here

at any second. I promise.

- Are you kidding me, people!

Sara! Sara, do something!

Oh, look! I just got

an I.M. From Miss Braden.

And it says she's doing

some final touches...

on an extra special presentation

for you, and she'll be right here.

Right.

Do you know how much Downtown

Masquerade Records made last year?

Yes. 507 million, gross.

Therefore, you know how much each

and every minute of my time is worth.

$964.

Damn, that's a lot of money.

I didn't expect that.

Yeah, and that includes

the time that you're sleeping.

So even when I go poo-poo,

I'm makin' money?

- That's some expensive sh*t.

- Damn skippy.

So you see why I can't afford

to waste any time.

And this is wasted time!

I completely understand that. If you could

just give me a moment, then I will start.

Please. If it's not worth the minute,

then I will give you $965.

Hmm.

Because personally

I think you're underpaid.

Hope you have

your checkbook.

- They brought him into custody.

- Charlie caught the case?

- Yeah.

- Charlie's crazy, you know.

- Oh, I can't believe it's raining again.

- Oh. Yeah.

Let me out! Let me out first!

- Sara!

- Yes, uh, Miss-

Right. No. Of course.

Wha- Right.

Damon. Damon, I'm so sorry

to keep you waiting.

Uh-huh.

With cheese. Okay.

I just need to get the files,

and we can start the presentation-

- No, no. We're done.

- Damon, please. The elevator was stuck.

What are you talking about? Miss Albright

just pitched me your entire P.R. Strategy.

It's brilliant. Especially

the part about the party.

Oh. A p-party?

Yeah, the masquerade

bash thing. I love it.

- Oh, you-you like that?

- Yeah.

It's a great way to showcase our talent and

get a tax write-off and support a good cause.

And you know I can never

say no... to a party.

What you say.

What you say. What you say.

Me too.

I love to par-tay.

Don't do that.

Got you covered, Mr. D.

Your car is right this way.

Masquerade bash?

Uh, I'm really sorry,

Miss Braden. I just-

I took notes at other meetings,

and then I just improvised from there.

Well, looks like you've

got a big party to plan.

Right. Right. Yeah.

Of course, you'll need

your own office.

- Wh- Me?

- Your idea. You're in charge. Sara?

- Huh?

- Find Ashley a new office...

- and get her a company credit card.

- Thank you, Miss Braden.

Oh, please, Ashley.

From now on, it's Peggy.

- Peggy.

- Peggy.

And you are?

- Mail.

- Whatever.

And don't worry, Ashley.

I'll be watching your every move.

- Sara.

- Yes, ma'am?

Katy, I'm home.

Oh, hey, Jake.

Hey. Wow.

What happened to you?

- Fourth-grade boys.

- They're the worst, aren't they? Let me see.

- What's it stuck on with?

- Krazy Glue.

Huh, been there. At least

you had a better day than me.

- Burger?

- Of course. Ketchup for you.

- Katy, where's my bun?

- Oh, it's in the oven, Grandma.

- She's got a bun in the oven?

- Hey, Jake.

- Hey, Aunt Martha.

- Now, Katy...

I'll be back after

my shift at midnight.

Cool.

Stay out of trouble.

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