I don't understand what the big fat ones are.
You don't put those inside of you, do you?
I mean, you do.
Yes.
This is a show about women.
Okay, so I just reapplied my lip gloss after eating a delicious lunch.
We are headed back now to European political systems class at Baruch College.
Woo.
Finally, a show about women that isn't just a thinly veiled aspirational nightmare.
That's it.
That's actually the name of the show.
It's not hosted, not narrated.
We're just dropping into a woman's world.
It's like reality TV on the radio.
So since numbers are very important here, I sing the person's cremation number, so I make sure it's matching on all the paperwork.
9, 7, 3, 2, 4.
But I convinced her.
I was like, you need to hire me.
You will be happy that you hired me.
Like, I don't even have a place to sleep tonight.