Blowing back our cheeks and headed for the farm. It’s time to learn how to survive. Kate is alive in her army jacket, while Jacqueline reminisces about her barn coat. Paging Dr. Me. The kabocha pushes back and the fear of bad arugula. What color is Jacqueline’s hair? A salad bar in the fridge and a harness on Boo's back. The possibility of abduction brings uncertainty, but it’s the reintegration that gets you. Kate experiences two-yolk prosperity. Burping the house and mochi for kids. A Poog playlist is teased, as the hags take turns djing. Slightly buzzed in bed, longing to be the fully screen-less genius. Poog will be broadcast through the end.

Lost in the curtain and looking up rugs. This week, a manifested paediatrician, the willingness to sing, and a foretold pilgrimage. Kate shares her true feelings about choreography, while Jacqueline engages in extreme massaging of the neck. Self-containment and ghosting the ghost tour. If that’s not Gaia, what is? An update on Kate's nightstands and Jacqueline’s scrolling relationship. Black pointy boots and babies at Shirley Temple’s house. The willingness to sing inspires a night that the Berlants wont soon forget. A tear rolling down the cheek, all lights are green.

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The revolution will be nightstand. Kate's long-awaited allergy test comes back and Jacqueline sifts through the confounding results. Mismatched woods or matching? Grohl Bowls and a minimum age for doctors. A thorough investigation of nightstands and the appropriate price to pay for them. Facebook Marketplace and a reduction in narrative are prescribed. Kate lists all that lies beside her bed. Mr. Baby and Instagram soup. Jacqueline finds Celsius in the cigarette shop and two thermometers in her bag. CVS after dark with a wine bar in the back? On FaceTime with Boo the Cat and dreams of a grocery store in the home. Emotional flooding is real.