Claire gets caught between conflicting expectations.
Some artists are born, Paul declares in class.
And some emerge from an upside-down, deliciously kinky, terrifyingly mysterious forest of beauty and wonder.
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She asks them to walk around the studio.
She invites them, if theyre feeling really crazy, to turn and walk the other way.
Her brother is abusive, and Paul expects her to trade sex for her shot at the spotlight.
(I thought it was a good joke.)
The more personal his questions get, the shorter her answers are.
Her father doesnt love the arts; he just loves the Steelers.
Her mother is not dead but also did not raise her.
Rattled, she retreats back to class to be rattled even more.
What matters is that no one gets in Pauls way even baby birds.
He buys a carton of eggs just so he can throw them at his dead business partners grave!
Everything Paul does is elevated, but Claire couldnt be more muted.
So were back to that version.
Shes wearing a button-up cardigan, you guys.
This is not her natural habitat.
Daphne and Sergei guide her from the stage and put her in the cab.
Daphne has had aday, hasnt she?
Paul accepts those terms, and Daphne pays a visit to her fathers world.
There must be something you need, she leaves without asking for the money.
She does, however, have a proposition for Sergei.
Maybe he can help sort this out.
Which leaves us with only one thing left to process.
Ive put it off, but theres no escaping it: We have to talk about Bryan.
Help us, Romeo; youre our only hope.
