Roman's phone buzzes as he's about to get in the van. "It's Tabitha," he says loudly as he steps away to take the call. "Hey, Tabs."
"Romey! My homey." Ken sounds exuberant and Roman wonders if he's back on drugs already. "Listen, I'm sorry I couldn't tell you, dude."
"Uh, yeah. I did see the press conference. Ken is a shitbag, I agree." Roman glances over at the van.
"I get it, you can't talk. Come see me when you can. I'm gonna reach out to Shiv and Connor too, but you're the one I really want. You and me, the Roy boys, taking down Dad together."
"I dunno, Tabs. I think he's probably having some kind of manic episode. Dad's probably going to chop him up into little pieces and feed them to Karl."
"He knocked your tooth out, dude. He was gonna send me to jail. I'll be at Rava's when you're ready to talk teaming up."
"Yeah. I better go."
"Love you, man. There's a spot for you here."
"Uh huh. Bye."
"Time to break out of the cage, bro." Kendall infuriatingly ends the call before Roman can hang up on him.
He gets into the van and ignores Shiv's questioning look. Gerri glances at him too but looks away immediately.
"Did Ken call you?" Shiv asks, while they're waiting to get on the jet.
"Uh, no. You?"
"No." Shiv shakes her head. She's a terrible liar.
On the plane, when Shiv is in the bathroom, Roman quickly leans in and whispers to Gerri. "I had a call from Ken."
Gerri snaps to attention. "What did he say?"
"He wants me to team up to take down Dad." Even saying the words feels dangerous.
"Don't do anything yet," she advises swiftly. "Keep the lines of communication with Kendall open. It could be useful to do recon for your dad."
Roman nods and is about to ask what Gerri thinks his dad's chances of surviving this are, but then Shiv is coming out of the bathroom and he hastily returns to his seat.