- Morning, boo.

- Oh my God, what?

No, Zack, what? What are you doing here?!

Where's your shirt?

- Do you have any cereal?

- Oh my God. What happened?

- I think we did it.

- Ugh, how did this happen?

- I dunno, you know, love works in mysterious ways.

- No, oh my God, Zack, no.

This is not a good thing.

We should not have hooked up, okay?

We have to just keep a low profile and no one will know.

It'll be fine.

- Cool. - [Ashly] It'll be fine.

- What about brunch?

- Oh, shit! Ugh!

- Do you know where my pants are?

- Oh my god.

Okay, look, here's the plan: you go in there first

and then, like, 10 minutes later I'll go in,

so just don't be weird, okay?

- Okay, hey, don't worry about it sweet thing.

I got this. - [Ashly] Zack, no. No! Zack!

- What? I'm gonna keep it cool!

You're so cute when you're flustered.

- They were so drunk last night.

- I know, oh my god.

- [Ella] Oh my gosh, it was so funny.

- Do you think they even remember?

- [Ella] I don't know.

- Only one way to find out.

- I feel like we should have some fun with this, though.

- [Quinta] Yeah.

- Hello, my good friends, nice to see you guys.

- Hey!

- Hello, Justin, hello everyone.

- Hey, Zack, you are so late.

You're normally never this late.

What happened, Mr. One-Time?

- Also, where's Ashly?

- Where is Ashly?

- [Ella] She's never late.

- Ashly's coming here?

I didn't know she was invited here, wow.

Be some kind of reunion, I haven't seen her in a while.

- [Ashly] Hey guys! Hi, sorry I'm late.

- Hey! There she is!

- My Uber driver was taking such a long time,

you know how Uber drivers are,

they're just, like, so...it was...anyway.

- Well, thanks to you two latebirds,

we are very, very hungry. Waiter!

(people eating, laughing)

- These pancakes are really good.

(group murmurs in agreement)

- So, what did everyone get into last night?

(Ashly and Zack stutter)

- I can go first.

Justin and I watched a lovely documentary on Netflix,

it was called "Accidental Lovers".

- [Ella] That sounds interesting.

- It was really good.

- I also stayed in last night.

I was working on my homemade Sriracha sauce.

It got unexpectedly hot.

- Oh! So what did you two do last night, hmm?

- Uh...I was, uh, at my home

uh, playing a video game.

FIFA! I played FIFA, FIFA Soccer.

- And I was at home, also by myself,

reading, uh, reading a book.

For solitude purposes.

You know, Oprah, in fact, says that--

- Okay, guys, enough!

We know what happened last night.

- What?

- We know.

- Nothing...(chuckling) nothing happened.

- Guys, we saw your Snapchat stories.

- We saw both of your stories.

- Your hot, juicy, steamy Snapchat stories.

- Oh, God. Snapchat.

(overlapping chatter)

- Oh!

- Ohhh! Look who it is! (laughs)

- I am Snapchatting, too, right now!

- This is crazy!

Since we ran into each other, wanna do something fun?

- Uh, yeah?

- We're at The Leaky Whale!

- We're gonna get some half-off shots!

- Half-off shots! Half-off shots!

Shots, shots, shots!

- Thank you, bartender!

Go.

(Ashly coughs)

- (laughing) We should do a shot with a stranger.

- [Zack] (laughing) No, no. - Do you want a shot?

(bar noise and drunk calling)

- He's a pilot!

- Former pilot.

(Ashly laughs)

(bar noise, cheering)

- [Rick] Hey lovebirds, over here!

- Rick, you're so crazy!

- How did you get my phone?

Ha ha, yeah!

- (laughing) You're gonna wake up Sara.

No, Zack!

Why don't we hang out more?

- (laughing) I don't know.

- See, soon you guys will have to share your food like this.

- Oh, no. This is so embarrassing.

- Hey, you wanna know a secret?

- What?

- Zack and Ashly didn't really hook up.

- What?! How do you know?

- He sent me a private Snap. Here, I'll replay it.

- Hey, Justin, it's your boy, Zack, and...

are you asleep already?

Ugh, party pooper.

I'm going to bed, too. Good night!

- Oh.

- They didn't do it.

- Those poor little fools.

You think we should tell them?

- Nah.

- Okay. I'm with it.

(jazzy piano music)