Sarah Lynn made it to Penguin Publishing, which looked like a building that looked like it's been cleaned out for demolition day, as no one has read a book since ever, with the arrival of technology getting more modern and sophisticated than it was when it first started out. Penguin Publishing has been struggling for years as a book publishing company. So when word kicked in about Sarah Lynn's progress, well….

Pinky shouts, "YOU DON'T HAVE ANYTHING?!"

Embarrassed, Sarah Lynn tried to change the subject as she pointed at a lightbulb, "Hey, you got the electricity back. Good for you."

A frustrated Pinky stated, "This company is in dire straits." A co-worker for Pinky jumps off a building and kills himself by crashing onto the top of a car. Pinky then continued, "We made a series of very bad investments. Ever hear of a young adult franchise called the Swamp Monsters of Malibu?"

Sarah Lynn shrugged as she replied, "Sort of, was it on Fox back in the day?"

"No." Pinky said, voice breaking in nervousness.

"So no." Sarah Lynn said, texting a friend.

Pinky cried out, "Then why did we spend $20 million on marketing?!" He sobbed, then quietly talked to himself, "It's okay, Pinky, go to your happy place."

Sarah Lynn looked at him in confusion as she scratched her neck.

Pinky sighed, "Look, I know you're a busy gal."

Sarah Lynn said, rudely, "Actually, I am a busy gal. I live a very active lifestyle."

Flashback-

Sarah Lynn is watching Horsin' Around on the couch, the episode where Antonio Santiago, played by Hispanic castmate, Diego Rodriguez, has learned to trust Sabrina, despite their radical differences.

"Alright, I guess you and I could be kindred spirits." Antonio said.

"You're going to have to win some trust though, you need to from being plain mean to plain nice!" Sabrina said, sternly.

"Guess I'll just have to land my Mean Plane and start flying Air Nice from now on, huh?" Antonio said, chuckling. The audience laughed at that.

Sarah Lynn smiled at this as she asked Diane, "Diego grew up right before us, didn't he, Diane?" She noticed that Diane wasn't in the living room as she shouted out, "DIANE?!"

Diane shouted right back from the back patio, "WHAT?!"

Sarah Lynn shouted, "Diego grew up right before us, right?"

"Yes!"

Flashback end-

Pinky gave Sarah Lynn a headshot of a male author. He is an adult Caucasian human male in his twenties. He has short, shaggy, dark blue hair that is combed, and black stubble on his face and neck. He wears a dark blue suit with the jacket opened, a white collared shirt, a black tie, and dark brown shoes. He is Todd Chavez.

Pinky sternly said, "We're tired of waiting. We're hiring you a ghostwriter!"

"Todd Chavez?" Sarah Lynn asks.

"He's great, he wrote a Rock Opera, and he's got a thing for famous people. Check this out." Pinky said, handing her a book, it was a biography on Sarah Lynn's favorite MLB player for the Cleveland Indians, Alex Benjamin, he was a squirrel who was a pitcher for the team, and he was a great pitcher up until he had to resign from the team for personal reasons.

"Huh, Alex Benjamin, he's kind of my personal hero…" Sarah Lynn said.

Pinky shouted, "Don't tell me. Tell him!"

"He's cute." Sarah Lynn said.

Pinky sternly said, "Call him. The book's a loan, by the way. We can't afford to be giving out free books to people, but you can take anything you want from the Swamp Monsters swag box downstairs."

"Yeah….." Sarah Lynn said, cringing as the building lost electricity, going dark.

Back in her home, Sarah Lynn sighed as she paced around, saying "Oh, God, I'm a failure. Why did I say I could write a book?"

Diane replied, "Because you have an amazing story to tell. Relax."

Sarah Lynn snapped, "Relax? Easy for you to say, you hippie. You've never had a day of stress in your life."

Diane shudders as she pushes away a memory, something about her family, perhaps something bad?

Sarah Lynn gulped, "Never should have signed this book deal. You know what my problem is? I can't say no to people because I want everyone to like me."

"You want everyone to like you?" Diane asks, confused.

"Yeah, why? Do people not like me?" Sarah Lynn said.

"Well, people don't take you seriously as a former pop star, and think you're immature, so maybe?" Diane said, shrugging.

"Well, that makes things even better!" Sarah Lynn sarcastically smiled. "I can see the headline now, "Stupid Sarah Lynn writes a stupid book about her stupid life, nobody cares."."

Diane laughed as she said, "What newspapers are you reading? Look, why don't you just let that guy write your book and be done with it?"

"Here's your answer," Sarah Lynn scoffs. "This guy probably thinks I'm just some dumb sitcom actress. I hate him and his stupid face!"

Diane groaned, "You haven't even met him. Give him a chance. Oh, you should invite him to a party.

Sarah Lynn growls, "What party? Why are you so obsessed with throwing a party all of a sudden?"

"Because parties are fun?" Diane shrugged.

"This book is really important to me. I don't want to just hand it off to some stranger." Sarah Lynn said.

A skeptical Diane asks, "If it's so important, why have you written literally nothing in a year and a half?

Sarah Lynn said, "It's too much pressure. This book is my one shot at preserving my legacy. I'm a joke, and if this book isn't good, I'm gonna be a joke forever. Everyone thinks that I'm just this washed-up immature pop star, but actually.." Then she let it sink in, and started to hyperventilate, "Oh, God, actually, what if they're right? I can't breathe. Am I dying?"

Fed up, Diane got up and slaps Sarah Lynn in the face.

"Thanks, Diane." Sarah Lynn said, she sighs in relief. Diane raises her hand again, but Sarah Lynn grabs it, alarmed as she hastily replies, "It's okay, Diane, spiraling is over."

"Sarah Lynn, let's have a party, okay? I'll organize the whole thing. You can invite the ghostwriter and have a nice, casual conversation in a fun, pressure-free environment."

"Goddammit, Diane," Sarah Lynn scoffs. "Alright, fine! We'll throw a party! But we're not getting a cotton candy machine. BoJack can't control himself around those things.

Diane said, "I totally hear what you are saying, and I will do my best." She then stood up straight as she grabbed her phone and called up BoJack for the party.

That night at Sarah Lynn's place, the party was going on, and all her friends were around, along with a few of her fans as Sextina Aquaphina's song "My Clitoris is Ginormous" played in the background. Sarah Lynn was there, along with BoJack and Diane. BoJack was the one eating cotton candy, once again, much to Sarah Lynn's frustration as she had some too.

"Whatever happened to NO cotton candy?!" Sarah Lynn shouts, incredulously.

"Slipped off my mind." Diane shrugged, nervously.

"Well, as long as I don't fall into the pool drunk, I'll be fine." Sarah Lynn said, sternly as she walked away, only to see someone familiar, it was Penny Carson, interacting with others. Sarah Lynn scrambled to try to avoid making contact with her, however, she saw a familiar person from a book's back cover. It was Todd Chavez! He was looking out into the Hollywood skyline.

Todd noticed Sarah Lynn looking at him and walked over to the former child star.

"Hey, Sarah, right?" Todd said. "Sarah Lynn?"

Sarah Lynn awkwardly said, "Yes. Oh, I'm... I'm sorry, I didn't get your name."

"It's Todd Chavez."

"Oh." Sarah Lynn smiled.

"Thanks for inviting me to your party. Sorry I haven't really been mingling. I kind of have an awkward start at parties. Takes me a while to get into the partying mood." Todd said.

"Try Alcohol or drugs." Sarah Lynn shrugged.

Todd said, "I don't know. Sometimes, parties make me weird in a real broad sense, party animal or not. Like, look at that guy. He's having fun. Why haven't I figured it out?"

"What guy?" Sarah Lynn asks.

Todd laughs. "No, there's no guy there. I'm just saying, like, a guy, you know?"

"Oh, okay, yeah." Sarah Lynn nodded.

"I'm an overthinker, because I didn't get invited to any parties in school." Todd said, shrugging. Then he laughed to himself. "What am I talking about? You don't care about any of that. Shut up, Todd. You're at a party, compliment the host. You have a lovely home."

Sarah Lynn sardonically laughed, "Yeah, well, if you're gonna throw away most of your childhood on some dumb sitcom, you might as well get a sweet house out of the deal, right?"

"So what are you working on these days?"

"Well, mostly I just sit around the house and complain about things."

"Yeah, how's that working out for you?"

"I can't complain, so you know."

"Matthew, get out of here with that face!" Penny Carson was heard, chuckling as she got Sarah Lynn's attention, with the latter growling and glaring at the deer.

"Ugh," Sarah Lynn scoffs. "You know who that is?"

"Penelope Carson?" Todd asks.

"Yeah, she was on that show Mr. PeanutButter's House on Fox. It's about that dog who adopted the four human kids. She played the silly and zany toddler, Lily." Sarah Lynn scoffs. "What a dumb idea for a TV show. She's so stupid she doesn't realize how miserable she should be. I envy that."

Todd brought up something as he said, "Hey, do you know the story of the dad from The Brady Bunch?"

Sarah Lynn scoffs as she said, "Do I know his story? If I recall correctly, with Diane constantly annoying me with all these useless facts, he was bringing up three boys of his own."

Todd said, "Right, but..."

Sarah Lynn continued, "They were four men living all together, but they were all alone. That is profoundly sad."

Todd said, "No, the story is that the guy who played the dad hated being on The Brady Bunch because he was a real actor, and he considered it beneath him. Sound familiar?"

Sarah Lynn was confused by that as she replied, "How is that anything like me? I enjoyed being part of Horsin' Around, for the most part. What's that supposed to mean?"

Todd then replied, "Most people don't even get to do The Brady Bunch version of the thing they want to do with their lives. You're actually in a really good position now, because you can pretty much do anything you want. You're responsible for your own happiness, you know?"

"Good Lord, that's exhausting." Sarah Lynn said.

Todd laughed, "No, it's not."

"I'm responsible for my own happiness? I can't even be responsible for my own breakfast most of the time" Sarah Lynn said, frustrated.

Todd then said, "What would make you happy?"

Sarah Lynn sighed, "Well, finishing my memoir, I guess."

Todd skeptically said, "Is that all? I can help you with that."

"Yeah," Sarah Lynn said, unsure. "I mean, would you even want to? You'd have to spend a lot of time with me. You'd probably get fed up with me…"

"I don't think that's going to happen." Todd then said.

Sarah Lynn was starting to take a shine to this guy. He sounds like the right man for the job. Sarah Lynn then replied, "Okay. Well, then I guess you're hired, but don't put all that stuff about how sad I am in the book."

Todd chuckled, "Oh, that doesn't count. We weren't on the clock yet."

Penny took notice of Todd and Sarah Lynn as she walked over, starting another conversation between them, even though it's clear that Sarah Lynn doesn't want anything to do with the doe.

"Sarah Lynn!" Penny smiled.

Sarah Lynn mumbled, "Ugh, this guy."

Penny wrapped her right arm around Todd as she said, "Hey, wanted to let you know, you are out of beer and wine. Oh, I see you've met my beautiful boyfriend, Todd Chavez."

Caught off-guard, Sarah Lynn said, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a second. You drank all my beer? Also, you two are dating? But in a sexual way, not just as friends?"

Todd smirked, "That's right."

"Is there a problem with that?" Todd said, confused now.

"No, you're NOW on the clock." Sarah Lynn said, feeling a little disgusted as BoJack walked by, by sheer coincidence.

"Then Hooray!" Todd cheered, right before BoJack started vomiting cotton candy down a hill, much to Sarah Lynn's disgust.

"I'm gonna kill Diane for this." Sarah Lynn said, annoyed.