Oscar, Kat and others in “Salsa”

Hey.

Hey.

I'm, uh, literally sore, like I worked out last night, like I did leg day.

Can you stop smiling at me like that? You're making me feel exposed.

I'll try. Nope, not possible. And I have class tonight, so I won't see you, but I will be thinking of you and thinking of last night.

Well, I can't stop you from thinking, so think away. Randi, Randi, can I run a moral quandary by you? You know how I had that salsa lesson with Max last night?

Uh-huh.

Well, afterward, I had a particularly sensual consensual evening with Oscar.

Kat, we're roomies. I heard everything. It sounded like y'all was installing hardwood floors in there.

Okay. Not embarrassed by that at all. Well, I'm feeling a little guilty because I think I may have transferred some of the spiciness of salsa with Max to Oscar. It was just rea--

What was that for?

I told you, you were playing with fire. I had to put you out.

Okay. But I don't want to be with Max. I want to be with Oscar.

The problem is, you didn't tell Oscar that you were dancing with Max or getting heated up by Max. And unless you're planning a surprise party, you should hide nothing from your partner.

Okay. But, what...

Nothing.