Well, business is not booming.
No one seems to know I'm a psychic.
- What about a big sign that just says, "Vision."
- Mm-mm, that makes it sound like she's an optometrist.
What about a sign that says,
"We help you see things better"?
Mm-hm? Mm?
- Perfect Podiatry, your call is super important to us, please hold.
So, whose idea do you like better?
- Gosh, I don't know. They're so different.
Mm, well, you gotta put yourself out there.
- Maybe I'll just put a bunch of mystical stuff in the window.
- Ah, you know what? I have the perfect thing.
I have an old cast of Val Kilmer's foot that's ripe for the taking.
Course, you can't say it's Val Kilmer's because of HIPAA and all of that,
but people who know will know.
Why don't you just come to the house tonight,
and we can go through the attic.
I'll show you my porcelain doll collection,
and you can take the ones whose eyes are missing.
- Ooh.
- Hi. Is this the Bail Bonds office?
- Hey. Y'all do hair?
- Do you do waxing?
- Well, at least this is something I'm, like, semi-good at,
but are you sure you don't want a reading?
- Oh, I'm good. I know my ex will come crawling back eventually.
Can't believe this is a psychic shop. Why don't you have a sign?
- What, like a big sign that says "Maggie"?
It's not really me. - Isn't that, literally, your name?
- Yeah, but, like, my name in lights? Who am I? Las Vegas.
- Okay.
Ooh, what about a window display?
Think of a theme like I did with my condo.
I chose the color purple.
- What, like the movie, or the actual color?
- Do you even have to ask?
- So, like, the movie then?
Why do you have your "menu-reading face" on?
- Oh, I haven't seen this picture in forever.
This is me with my old band.
- Whoa.
Whenever you mentioned them,
I always pictured the Country Bear Jamboree,
but look at you. You're a badass.
- Yeah, I used to be able to jump into the splits... Both ways.
That's who I used to be. - What happened?
- Oh, if you don't stretch every day, you kinda lose it.
- No, to the band.
- I kept it up for a while, but when I had you,
I decided it was time to let that dream go.
That's when I became Dad's receptionist.
- You gave up your dream for me?
- No. Things change when you have a kid.
Now all I want is for your dreams to come true.
- Well, I'll have you know my dream has come true.
I run my own psychic shop where half the people who come in
ask where the weed's at?
- Oh, well, that's why your dad and I get ours delivered.
- Hm... Hey, maybe you should start up the band again.
- Ah, those days are over,
but I do miss having a creative outlet,
and smashing things.
What's gotten into you? Why are you so encouraging?
- I just feel bad that you gave all that up for me.
Look, I'm out of the house now, but before I have to move back
because my business goes under,
you should find something that's just for you.
- You're sweet.
Oh! Here's me giving birth to you.
You wanna see? - No, I remember the video.
- Yeah, good call. It looks like a crime scene.
- Thanks for letting me stay here today, guys.
- Oh, no problem. You said you had to leave your apartment.
What happened? Roaches, asbestos? - Black mold?
Everyone's got a bit of black mold. - Uck.
- It's like the HPV of rooms.
- No, my roommate's moving out, and I didn't want her to ask me to help.
She'd rather live with her fiancé.
- I hate her. Did you find a replacement yet?
- No, it's so hard to find a good roommate.
You think someone's a decent person and then, bam!
All of a sudden there's an Entourage poster up in the living room wall.
- You know what?
Our plant guy told me that he needs a place to live.
He just moved here from Portland.
- Sorry, your what? - Our plant guy.
He keeps our plants alive.
And one time, he brought me a tea.
- Babe, go see if he's here. - Mm.
- Mm, I love this. I love connecting people.
- Hi.
- Hey, if you're looking for a payday loan,
you're gonna be the third person today I have to break bad news to.
- I was actually coming in for a reading.
- Oh, well... you know my "no friends" policy,
and that especially applies to you because of the, you know, stuff.
- Yeah, n-no. The reading's not for me.
It's, um, actually... for this.
- What tomb you'd have to raid to get that?
- So, I was at a flea market, and I was weirdly drawn to this,
and I have no idea why.
- Well, it looks cool. - Well, I was thinking maybe that you can
touch it and see if there's anything special about it.
I would go on Antiques Roadshow, but it's not a walk-in situation.
- No.
- Please.
- Let's give it a shot. - Thank you.
- Uh, yeah. I'm, I'm not really seeing anything special.
Just somebody flipping it.
Not sure if it's heads or tails, but it's definitely one of those.
- Oh.
I never understood that, leaving things to chance.
- Well, flipping a coin isn't always about leaving things to chance.
Sometimes, it helps you decide what you really want.
- Well, if I know what I want, then why would I be flipping a coin?
- Let's say we're going to get froyo. - Mm-hm.
- Okay? And you can't decide between vanilla and chocolate.
Heads for vanilla, tails for chocolate, okay?
Which one do you want it to be?
- Tails.
- Mmm, so that's what you really want.
- Okay.
S-So, what is it?
- No, it doesn't matter. - Why?
- You have your answer, chocolate. Which is also the best answer.
- Hi, I need 300 copies of this "Have You Seen My Dog" flyer.
- Oh. - He's not lost.
It, it just links to his Instagram.
He wears wigs. - Wait, I know this dog. I follow him.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, so I don't do this.
- It's just 300 copies.
Yeah.
- Lou, I really think our plant guy would be an amazing roommate for you.
Just don't bring up aphids 'cause he gets pretty heated.
- Okay, well, I just hope you pay this guy well
because my rent is, kind of...
Hey, hey.
- What?
- Ooh, Dad, that is a brisk walk.
If you need to use the bathroom without a reading, that'll be a dollar.
- Okay, Maggie, I'm in no mood. Thanks to you, your mother is leaving me.
- What?! - Yeah.
After 30 years, she doesn't want to be my receptionist anymore.
- Mom quit? - Well, she said it was your idea.
I can't run that office by myself, Maggie.
What, I'm supposed to hire somebody I'm not married to to be my receptionist?
How would that even work? - Well, why don't you just talk to her?
- Talk to her? Honey, I can't even look at her right now.
Oh, that's your mom.
She's waiting for me in the car. I gotta go.
- Oh boy.
Uh, Mom, so what happened?
I thought you'd get a hobby, not quit your job.
- After our talk, I thought about it,
and I realized I never loved working there.
- No?
- Can I tell you a secret? - Mm-hm.
- I don't like feet.
- That doesn't need to be a secret.
- Wow. - Yeah.
- My nails have never looked better.
I look like a badass. You're onto somethin', kiddo.
- Mm-hm. You're onto something.
No, but seriously, if you were feeling that unfulfilled,
then quitting was definitely the right move.
You're owning who you are.
- Thank you, sweetie. - Mm-hm.
- I like the new me.
- Do you want me to do your toes? - Oh, no, no. Your dad likes to do those.
- Okay, that should be a secret.
- Complicated.
Amy and Dave introduced me to their plant guy.
Plot twist, he's hot.
So now I can't tell if he'd make a better roommate or boyfriend.
- Well, he can't be both.
I mean, what if you guys break up and then you're stuck living together?
Oof. - Okay, well, devil's advocate.
What if we're the two people in the world that can make it work
because we're... extremely mature?
- Well as much as I do believe that,
maybe you should decide once you get to know him better.
Starting with his name?
- They just call him "Plant Guy." It's like Prince or Roseanne.
Speaking of names, have people figured out what your storefront is yet?
- Mmm... Not really, no.
But maybe it's cool if I keep it kinda mysterious.
You know, like a speakeasy, or a high-end sneaker store.
- Maggie, psychic readings are supposed to be mysterious.
Your ability to help people is not.
Let people know who you are.
- You know who I am. Isn't that enough?
- Okay, your name is Maggie. Your favorite color is terracotta.
Your hall pass is Clive Owen.
- Hm, and you're Louise.
Your favorite color is pink and your hall pass is Mufasa.
- Ugh, it's the voice.
- Mm. - And he's so powerful in that movie.
Everything the sun touches is his. - Mm-hm.
- Mm... cheers to being known.
- I'll drink to that.
Mom?
Whatcha doin' here?
- Well, I thought about what you said... - Uh-huh.
- and I found just the right career for myself.
- That's great. - Came to me like that.
- Love it. - And it's something we could do together!
- What now?
- Tarot. I Wikipedia'd it.
And after finding out how to say it right, I think it's perfect.
You're speechless!
- So, Plant Guy mentioned he's coming over to look at your place today.
How exciting!
What did you decide? Boyfriend or roommate?
- Still undecided, but depending on his vibes,
I'm either gonna bust out the sparkling water or the red wine.
Oh, he's calling me. Bye.
Uh, hello?
Hey, I'm here, but I think I'm lost.
- Oh, yeah. It's, kind of, a maze, um.
Just go past the teens who are vaping by the bushes,
all the way down to the left, and I'm apartment eight.
I think one of 'em just flipped me off.
- Oh, don't worry about it. They're, like, totally harmless.
They just like to stand around and get... Hi.
- Hey.
- Oh, sorry. Come in. It's great to see you.
- You too. - So, this is me.
Little shabby, but, you know, not too bad.
- Well, I'm definitely into it.
- Okay.
Oh, you like to take your shoes off.
- Mm-hm. - That's very polite.
Um, can I get you a sparkling water?
- Sure.
Or a whole bottle of wine? - Sure.
- Okay.
- Mom,
well now that you quit, the world is your oyster.
You sure you wanna be here,
when you could be... anywhere else?
- Yes, honey, this is so fun. - Yeah.
- We are gonna put your store on the map.
So, how should we set up our desks?
Side by side? Back to front? Across the room?
- I like across the room. - I do too.
Fun, fun, fun.
Ooh! Some of these tarot cards are a little PG-13.
Can't have that. Bye-bye, *ies.
Cute. Looks like a tank top, hm.
- Mom.
Mom... Mom! - Yeah, baby?
- Could you maybe do that a little quieter, please?
- Oh, yeah. Got you.
- We also offer tarot.
You know, Mom, I was thinking, there's lots of great careers out there,
and tarot is really hard, and takes a long time to master.
- Oh, no, it's not that hard.
You just need the little booklet that it comes with.
Wait, where'd I put the little booklet that it comes with?
Huh?
- Hey... you okay?
- Yeah, I'm good. I'm great. I'm good.
Hi. What's that?
- Uh, I realized I didn't pay you for the reading the other day,
and I think we both accept froyo as currency, so.
- Thank you. - Oh, be careful.
That place gave your dad some bad rectum cramps.
Also, where's mine?
- Guess what? My mom's working with me now.
- Yeah, you want a tarot reading?
Maggie encouraged me to follow my dreams, so I'm a tarot-ist now.
- Ah. - He doesn't want a reading, Mom.
- I'll do a reading. - Great!
Step into my side of the office.
- All sides of the office are my sides of the office.
Just... saying.
- Yeah, I have passwords to all streaming services,
and only half of them are my parents'.
And I'm big into true crime docs.
I love trying to solve them, curled up on the couch with someone.
I, I won't be needing the shared parking space.
I don't have a car. - Oh.
- I drive a motorcycle.
- Oh.
- And we can get the application in today.
My credit score's perfect.
- Hm? - I'm sorry.
I'm making this all about me.
You know, I've been trying to work on myself... by listening more.
- This card refers to your past.
Ooh, upside-down six of cups.
It represents nostalgia, a longing for how things used to be.
- Oh... Well, I am a history teacher.
- Okay, this card is your present.
Ooh, three of swords. BEN: Ahh.
It looks like an emo album cover. What's it mean?
- Uh, let's see. Three of swords.
Ooh, a romantic conflict may be on the horizon.
- Well, I do sleep diagonally.
Jessie's not a fan of that.
- Ben, leave the interpretation to the expert.
- Yes, ma'am.
- It says here it could point to a third party
creating trouble in your relationship.
- Mom, I don't think, um, Ben needs you nosing around
in his... personal life.
- Who's the third party, Ben?
Does Jessie have feelings for someone else? Do you?
- Mom! Stop.
- Maggie, my part of the office, my rules.
- M-Maybe I should go.
- Every part of the office is my part of the office!
- I'm gonna go.
- I have been trying so hard to be nice to you all day,
but you're in my space, you're bothering my clients.
You're driving me crazy. Enough!
- Well!
Fine... if that's how you feel.
But I will have you know, that the next card
was people skydiving out of a spooky castle,
and now we will never know what that is about.
- Hi. - Hey.
Everything okay with your mom?
- Yeah, sorry you had to see that.
I'm trying to be supportive of her,
but it feels like her new career is "torturing Maggie."
- Well, maybe she just wants to spend some time with you.
- Yeah, exactly. You get it.
- I know how it is.
My dad never let me drive without him,
even when I was in college.
- Whoa. - And it was so annoying
that he didn't trust me driving alone,
but I just realized that he wanted to be with me.
- Yeah, but did he put dolls in your car?
- Did he put dolls in my... No, no. - No.
- Maggie, I don't wanna be that guy who does the whole
"my dad is dead, and I'd give anything
to have just one more day with him" speech,
but my dad is dead,
and I'd give anything to have just one more day with him.
- Yeah. - Yeah?
- You're right. Thanks, Ben.
Um, so, uh, what'd you end up doing with that coin?
- Oh, actually, I figured I'd keep it. - Oh.
- In case I need to make a decision one day.
Or I might use it for scratchers.
Look at that.
Chocolate. - Chocolate.
- Always the best choice. - The only choice.
- Thank you.
- Chocolate is the only choice.
- Get it right. Come on, Ben. - That's it. That's what it is.
- Good night. - Good night.
But this whole time I've been struggling to figure out
if you'd make a better roommate, or a better girlfriend.
- Oh, samesies!
- Really? - Yeah.
- Okay, what did you decide?
- Let's say it at the same time.
One, two...
- Roommate. - Three.
- Sorry, you're so cool and superhot.
But I really need somewhere to live,
and your place gets really good sunlight for plants.
- Well, you can't live here now that we've hooked up.
- Yeah... I guess not.
- Okay, well, what do we do now?
- Hey, Mom.
- If you're wondering who stole your bathroom key, it was me.
I was mad. I'm not apologizing.
- Okay, well, I'm actually the one who wants to apologize.
I'm really sorry.
- Oh.
Okay, well, then here's your bathroom key. - Thanks.
So, uh, how's the tarot biz?
- Yeah, it's not great.
I left the cards on top of the car.
- Ah. - You know, it wasn't my thing anyway.
I may just go back to being your dad's receptionist.
- What? Mom, no.
You can't just hide in Dad's office or mine.
- But I don't know anything else.
- Mom, I get it. I know who I am, and I'm still scared to tell the world.
- But you shouldn't be. You are so good at what you do.
Don't be scared, Maggie. You gotta let your light shine.
- I will, Mom.
You're a total bad*. Don't forget it.
- You're damn right I am.
You know what? I'm gonna start a podcast.
- That's great.
- And you're gonna be my co-host.
- I'm busy.
- Oh, fun! A psychic. Let's get a reading.
- Come on in.
- Love the new signage, Mags.
- Yeah, I'm still getting used to it, but I like it, too.
- Oh, wow. I am not loving those, though.
- Oh, yeah. You know my mom.
I have a feeling if I got rid of them, they'd just come back.
- That's horrifying. - Yeah.
- Anyways, what are we having for dinner?
- Um... flip a coin?
- Okay. - Heads for Thai?
- Ooh, tails for a family bucket of fried chicken.
- Oh, it's heads! Yes! - Ugh.
Really wanted that family bucket. - Aw.
Let's get both.
- Yes, I love us! - Me too.
But I cannot eat with those things watching me,
so I, I need you to throw them away.
- I'm not touching them.