- Whoa!
What's the occasion?
- What?
- Seriously?
- I don't know. - Pants.
You're wearing pants today.
- Yeah, wearing pants.
- She's wearing pants, okay, wow.
- They're just pants. It's not a big deal.
- It's... Are we all supposed to be wearing pants now?
I just... (Julie laughs).
'Cause we haven't worn pants in months
except for strictly on wine Wednesdays,
when we do Zoom yoga we wear stretchy leggings
and you're just gonna spring jeans on me, wow!
- I'm not springing anything.
- Well, you look real put together so it must be nice.
Pretty uncomfortable I bet.
- Actually they're pretty, they got to stretch-
- This is all a tone-deaf, don't you think?
- How?
- How? Okay, wow!
Look outside babe,
do you think this is an appropriate time
to be wearing pants?
- Is this 'cause of the pandemic?
- Disease, death, civil unrest.
You name something bad.
- I don't know, like what?
- I don't know, anything, name it.
- Murder. - Bingo.
Those are happening right now
and yet somebody in here thinks
it's an appropriate time to be wearing pants.
(door opens) Unbelievable.
Okay. Whoa, what?
- I'm headed out, did you guys need me to pick anything up?
- What the hell is going on here?
You two. Are you two in on this together?
Is this against me?
This is a mutiny.
- Am I missing something?
- The pants, Lisa, you guys are both wearing pants
and frankly you look like idiots.
- Julie, stop.
- Yeah, productive Lisa and fancy pants Sarah.
Is that what you want me to call you? - I'm gonna go.
- Fancy pants.
- No, of course not.
- I'll let you two...
- I don't deserve you people to treat me this way.
- What do you mean, you people?
- Pants people.
The people who rub it in our faces
that they have the energy and the willpower
to put on pants everyday
as if they've somehow magically overcome
the 365 days of fear, anxiety, anger,
outrage, exhaustion, depression,
unemployment, unpaid bills. - Okay.
No, I won't stand for... I can't.
I won't put up with, not in my house.
- What are you doing?
- It's obvious, isn't it?
- Stop, no, you're gonna wear pants again.
- Nope. From now on this is a pants free house.
Give me your pants. - What? No.
- I swear to God get those off your legs so help me-
- I'm not giving you my pants.
- Get those of your legs or I will take them off for you.
- Fine, you want my pants?
You want them?
You want them so okay.
- Thank you.
(heavy breathing)
- So you're not ready for pants?
- No, I am not.
- Okay.
- I get it you're not at the pants stage.
- Good, 'cause I'm not.
- Everybody, is just gonna go at their own pace.
This year it's been a lot to process.
(Julie exhaling heavily)
- That's for sure.
Understatement of the year.
- I think it's important for everyone to just
be where they're at.
I mean, for me, I'm only gonna wear pants twice a week
is what I was thinking, Mondays and Wednesdays.
The rest of the time it's lounge wear in pajamas.
- Really? - Yes. Oh gosh, yes.
I'm struggling to, I bought a kickboxing class
that's supposed to go on zoom,
I have no intention of attending.
- So you're not wearing pants tomorrow?
- No, God no.
Tomorrow, it was a risk to wear them today.
- Bi-weekly pants?
Seems harmless enough.
(Julie inhales and exhales heavily)
But I swear to God, If I see Lisa wearing
those heels one more time,
I'm telling it, I'm not joking,
I'm gonna take one of those heels,
I'm gonna stab it in her dumb donkey face.
You hear me?
- Of course. - You tell her that.
- I will.
- Does this mean you're gonna stop drinking
at 4:00 PM everyday?
- (Sarah laughs) What? No, no.
It's baby steps. Let's not go crazy.
No, we're just out here doing the best we can.
No need for that.
Hey, so Julie wanted me to tell you
if she sees you wearing heels again,
she's gonna stab you in your-
- [Julie] Dumb donkey face.
- In your dumb donkey face.
- Okay.