Wet Palms S1 E2

On the weekends, half of West Hollywood drops in to use our facilities.

Come on, man, don't sell yourself short. This place isn't just a "facility."

Ah, 10 a.m., the running of the tricks. You could set your clock to it.

I can't believe my eyes.

No, you can't, Jason. Now move.

Yeah, but this one here has been...

We'll talk later. Move.

All right, if you're going to be that way about it.

What was that about?

You, this place, nothing.

Huh?

Name's Jason Seacrest.

He's got a gossip column on jasoncurious****.

He sticks his nose in everyone's business, so just watch yours.

Why bother? Everybody else does it for me.

Jet Magazine, Tucker Bang.

Hey, I've been thinking about things.

This isn't about last night again.

I don't like that Lucky guy.

You know, we were just talking.

Will you give it a rest?

I think he seems shady.

You're just saying that because he looks like some old friend of yours.

Lucky's just confused and lonely.

Sebastian was no friend, trust me.

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