Faith: Manu, will you shush? Eden wanted to tell us something.
Faith: Eden, we’re all ears.
Eden: Now I don’t know where to start.
Eden: So I had one of my flashback PTSD things last night… The ones the doctor said would happen regularly for the first few years at least, remember? Those kinds of flashbacks.
Manuela: We remember.
Eden: Anyway, I had a flashback episode last night, and I wasn’t feeling too well. But it’s ok, I know how to handle them now. I just need to leave the room and go somewhere quiet until I’m ok again.
Eden: Well, it wasn’t a room, it was the pool deck, but you get it.
Manuela: I’m so sorry, En.
Faith: A POOL DECK?
Faith: I’m sorry too, En.
Faith: Did you say a pool deck?
Eden: So, I’m running away, in a super professional way (not), and then I realize someone is coming after me. I thought it was Jude, but suddenly, Isaiah’s arms were there, wrapping a towel around me.
Manuela: Wait a second, are Jude and Isaiah what you call them?
Faith: JUDE and ISAIAH I’m dead
Manuela: I think that’s not what we should be focusing right now, Fee.
Faith: I’m fanning myself.
Manuela: En, honey, it’s your fault. Even in a texting group, your writing is just too compelling. We got carried away.
Faith: What’s next what’s next?
Manuela: See?
Manuela: So, what’s next?
Eden: You don’t want to know.
Manuela: Oh, I do.
Eden: Well… Not much. I went to my room. I just wanted to ask your opinion. Will I get fired after this?
Manuela: Are you kidding? Of course not. I mean, Issy Woo RAN AFTER YOU WITH A TOWEL? I am getting faint just thinking about it.
Faith: Manu, dude, you’re embarrassing yourself. You’re a married woman.
Faith: However, I happen to have a few questions myself.
Manuela: Fee no, you’re going to be so much worse than me.
Eden: Ask away, sis.
Faith: Feel free to tell me to shut the heck up, but… Do you have a romantic history with Issy Wu, Eden?
Eden: …