But when Billie charges in to confront Adultery Barbie, James takes a powder.

He’s willing to do just about anything to be back in favor, even listening to her complain about Billie. James tells Lala he wants to apologize to HerManRan. When the Big Names arrive, they’re forced to interact with coworkers they otherwise avoid. Raquel clutches her Z Gallery gift bag like it’s a secret portal to a universe where everyone likes her boyfriend. James is so desperate to film, he pretends Scheana didn’t make him move her things and then break up with him. Billie Lee is the first to arrive, armed for rhino. Scheana’s housewarming party is as desperate as it’s hostess. They enjoy raining on Scheana’s parade from their moral high ground. The OG witches refuse to film with James (and/or Billie) so they take a camera crew out to lunch. A certain part-time hostess seems particularly keyed up about it. The long ride over gives everyone an opportunity to rehash the Girls Night In debacle. It might as well be the Valley for all the bitching her housewarming guests do. Scheana has moved all the way to Marina Del Rey. And I was worried they’d focus too much on wedding planning (bridesmaids, ooh rah rah). The panty-liner on my underwear is exhausted. And very loudly, for the bitches in the cheap seats, cis-privilege is real. But something isn’t sitting right with me. The deeper the delusion, the sweeter the Schadenfreude. Manufactured pathos, a WeHo hipster fantasy.

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