Plus One - Episode 1
by Elyse Endick
Did you get the invite?
Yeah, I can’t believe Cara and Ben are finally getting married!
I know. Took them long enough.
So, who are you bringing?
What do you mean?
To the wedding—
Didn’t you get a plus one?
Haley looks over the invitation, tracing her fingers against the hand-crafted calligraphy—
Cara certainly didn’t skimp on any details.
Sure enough, the envelope is addressed to Miss Haley Smart — plus one.
I guess I did.
Of course you did — Cara gave them to all of her close friends.
I mean, it makes sense that you got one—
You and Bryce have been dating for almost as long as Cara and Ben have.
But I don’t get why I got one — Cara knows I’m chronically single.
So?
That’s the whole point.
You find someone.
But the wedding’s in less than a month.
How am I supposed to magically procure a boyfriend in time?
Not a boyfriend, silly—
Just a plus-one. A date.
Someone to dance with.
I don’t know…
Come on. It'll be fun!
Where would I even meet someone?
You cannot be serious.
What?!
If I hadn’t known you my entire life, I’d swear you were 80 years old.
You’ll meet a guy the same way everyone meets a guy these days—
On the internet.
No way.
Yes way.
That’s not how you met Bryce.
Bryce and I met because he tripped on my puke at a frat party.
Not exactly the most romantic story.
Hey, at least it’s a story.
What am I supposed to tell my future kids?
That I swiped right on their dad?
That’s what everyone else will be telling their kids!
Maybe you and Bryce were a bad example. But Cara and Ben—
They accidentally got each other’s mail.
And when they went to swap letters, they fell in love.
THAT’s romance.
Sure, but their story is an exception, not the rule.
You can’t spend your whole life waiting for fate to kick in.
Sometimes you have to give it a little nudge in the right direction.
Haley looks back down at the invitation, and traces her finger along a calligraphy heart.
It *would* be nice to have someone to dance with—
Maybe to even…
Spend the night with.
Fine.
Yes!
You won’t regret this.
I already do.
But I’m not downloading those apps.
Grace holds her phone up to the camera—
A dating app profile, with pictures of Haley, is on the screen.
I’ve already taken the liberty of uploading your five best pictures onto Swiprr.
You’ve been wanting to do this for a while now, haven’t you?
Girl — years. I’ve been waiting years.
Now we just fill out your profile.
What are you seeking?
A plus one for my friend’s wedding.
You can’t just say that.
Why not?!
Never say exactly what you mean.
There has to be an air of mystery.
What about…
“Seeking casual encounters — that could lead to more.”
“Casual encounters?”
Why don’t you just go ahead and say I’m looking for a one-night stand?
Well, aren’t you?
I don’t know!
Maybe!
For the right guy.
Yeah, exactly!
That means you *are* looking for a casual encounter that could lead to more.
Fine.
What should I list as your profession?
The truth! Freelance dog walker!
I am not writing that.
Why not?
Grace shoots Haley a look.
What?
I love my job — I have nothing to be embarrassed about.
I get paid to pet dogs all day.
And if a guy doesn’t like that, then I don’t want him.
Okay, what about “pet care professional?”
Ooh, I like that.
You’re good at this.
I know.
My skills are so underutilized.
I don’t feel bad for you.
You have the perfect boyfriend.
So what if you don’t get to use the apps?
I’d trade a million swipes for a guy like Bryce—
Or Ben.
He’s so dedicated to Cara.
We’ll find you a Ben.
But to find someone, you have to start looking.
You’re right.
Start swiping.
You’ve got it.
Grace presses a button, and Haley’s first candidate pops up on screen.
Okay, first up we’ve got Hunter—
He’s five-foot-ten, muscular…
So far so good—
Can we read his profile?
Sure.
Grace taps on the screen, but frowns.
What is it?
His entire profile is just the eggplant emoji, followed by the poop emoji, followed by the eggplant emoji — over and over again?
Ew. What does that even mean?
I don’t know.
And I don’t think I want to know.
Next.
Okay, this is good — we’re getting somewhere.
We are?
Sure.
In order to find out what you like, we have to find out what you don’t like.
Well, I don’t like that combination of emoji.
I take emoji usage very seriously.
“Must love emoji.”
Don’t write that.
Grace laughs.
Okay, okay — next up we’ve got Carlos.
Grace holds the phone up to the screen, and Carlos comes into view.
His picture shows him smiling, sitting on a beach, his long hair tousled with sand.
He’s cute.
He surfs.
I think that’s a deal breaker.
Why?
I don’t know how to swim!
Of course you know how to swim.
I don’t!
Don’t you remember Chase’s pool party in college?
I had to wear those water-wing things the whole time.
And even then, I still was grasping onto a pool noodle for dear life!
There’s no way I can keep up with Carlos.
Grace clicks on Carlos’ next picture—
This time Carlos is in the water, riding a wave—
With an adorable dog sitting on the back of his board.
Oh my god.
He’s perfect!
He is…
Haley sighs.
I just don’t want to hold Carlos back.
I care about him.
You don’t know him.
Surfing is obviously his passion — who am I to stand in his way?
Okay, we’re obviously swiping right.
That means we’re rejecting him, right?
You really are 80.
No.
We liked him.
This is only going to end in embarrassment for me—
And heartbreak for Carlos.
Grace begins typing furiously on her phone.
What are you doing?
What are you typing?
Hold on—
Grace!
Don’t hit send until you’ve told me what you wrote!
I wasn’t going to!
I said “Do you give swimming lessons?” followed by the winking emoji.
Oh.
Too much?
No, it’s perfect.
You truly are an artist.
Finally, someone who appreciates my craft.
Grace hits send, and her phone PINGS.
What does that sound mean?
Is that a bad sound?
No, it’s a good sound — you matched!
Yes!
Now what?
Now we wait for him to message back—
Grace’s phone pings again.
It’s him.
Oh no.
Tell me what he said—
Wait, no, don’t tell me.
It says “I don’t, but Charlie does.”
Charlie?
Who’s Charlie?
I don’t know?
Is he trying to set me up with his friend?
Or, like, get me to date both of them?
Because I’m not into that.
Carlos, I’m so disappointed in you.
Wait, he’s typing something else…
“(Charlie’s my dog)”
Oh my god.
That’s actually adorable.
Ask him what Charlie charges by the hour.
Grace types.
PING.
“His going rate is one milk bone, but since you’re cute he’ll settle for a belly rub and a date with his dad.”
I can’t believe this.
What?
I think Carlos might actually be my soulmate?
Invite him to the wedding!
Not so fast—
We can’t just ask the first guy you swipe right on.
Why not?
We need to play the field! See what’s out there!
No thanks.
Tell Carlos to go rent a tux for Charlie.
We’re taking them both to the wedding.
Just humor me — one more swipe?
Carlos isn’t going anywhere.
Fine.
Grace returns to the menu and swipes again—
But this time her eyes go wide.
Oh my god.
What’s wrong?
You’re not going to believe this.
Is it a dick pic? Because I do believe it.
In fact, I’m surprised it took us this long to get one.
No…
It’s Ben.
What do you mean?
Ben like…Cara’s Ben?
Grace nods.
There must be some kind of a mistake.
Maybe someone’s using his pictures?
I don’t think so.
The bio…it’s him.
“Ben. 25. Paralegal. Seeking discrete casual encounters, no strings attached.”
I can’t believe this.
Ben is the perfect boyfriend.
Not just boyfriend, fiancé!
Maybe he just seems perfect on the surface.
We don’t know what happens behind closed doors.
What should we do?
Should we tell Cara?
I just swiped right on him.
What?! Why?!
I can’t take Ben as a date to his own wedding!
I want to have all of the evidence before we go to Cara.
That makes sense, but—
But what?
You’re using my face!
Ben is going to think *I* swiped right on him.
He’s going to think I’m interested!
Shhh, he’s typing.
Why do I have to be quiet for that?
Just wait—
Haley looks back down at the invitation.
Suddenly, the sloping calligraphy doesn’t seem so perfect.
The hearts look trite — fake.
Okay, he sent a message—
“Please Haley, don’t tell Cara—”
“I can’t lose her.”
“Then you should have thought of that before you made a profile on Swiprr.”
Ooh, that’s good.
Grace hits send.
“You try dating the same person for ten years.”
“I just want to see what’s out there before we settle down for good.”
What the hell?!
“PS are you interested?”
Interested in what?!
Wait, he’s sending something—
Aaand it’s a dick pic.
We have to tell Cara.
She’s going to be so crushed.
Cara’s strong. She doesn’t need him.
Wouldn’t you want to know if Bryce was hitting on girls online?
Of course I would.
Man, maybe you were right.
About what?
Online dating does really suck.
No, I kind of like it now.
I mean, there are parts of it that are bad, sure—
But people like Ben…they’ll find a way to be shady no matter what.
And for every Ben…
There’s a Carlos.
Or a Bryce.
Wow. I guess that’s true.
Grace fiddles around with her phone.
What’re you doing?
Taking screenshots. To show Cara.
That’s a good idea.
We’ll call her together.
Sorry this took such a dark turn.
No, you know what?
I’m glad we did this.
We saved Cara from a lifetime with a gross creep.
My only regret is that I won’t be able to take Carlos to the wedding.
So? You can still date Carlos.
What about surfing lessons with Charlie?
I guess that’s true.
I’ll text him later—
After we make sure Cara is okay.
Weeks later…
Haley gets a video call from Grace.
She answers it.
Both girls are busy packing suitcases.
Hey, are you bringing sunscreen?
I’m not sure which SPF to bring.
65? 70?
I think they sell sunscreen in Hawaii.
Why don’t you just pick some up there?
I burn easily. This is just for the plane.
I can’t believe we’re all going to Hawaii.
Well, Cara’s honeymoon was non-refundable.
And we sure as hell weren’t going to let her go alone—
Or let that creep take the trip by himself.
He’d probably send his gross pics to the entire island.
True.
I’m just glad she had the courage to end it—
Now she can focus on herself.
Yeah, she’s taken it all really well.
I guess she suspected he was cheating all along.
What was it that you said?
“You can’t spend your whole life waiting for fate to kick in. “
“Sometimes you have to give it a little nudge in the right direction.”
Not exactly what I meant when I said that, but…
I guess it does apply to Cara too.
Anyway, we’re gonna have a great time.
Carlos gave me some awesome recommendations on the island.
You sure you don’t want to bring him along?
I bet Cara wouldn’t mind.
Definitely not.
First of all, this is a girls weekend.
No boys allowed.
And second of all?
We’ve only been dating a few weeks!
I’m not about to run off to Hawaii with the guy.
And Carlos gets that?
Of course.
He thinks what we’re doing for Cara is great.
Plus, thanks to him, I’ll be able to catch some killer waves while we’re out there.
So Charlie’s lessons have been paying off?
He’s a good teacher. I think I can finally doggy paddle.
Grace laughs.
Actually, he asked me if I wanted to make things…official…
You know, before our trip.
And?!
And…I’m going to say yes.
Aw Haley, I’m so happy for you.
Yeah?
Of course!
I guess we can delete your dating profile now.
I guess we can.
You finally got your plus one.
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