[The night before the VSFS in Shanghai. Karlie and Martha are hanging out in the bar at the hotel.] "So Hunt, how is she?" [Martha is surprised it took Karlie 3 glasses of wine before the topic of Taylor came up.] "Taylor is doing well, Karls. I mean, generally she's doing okay. She's happy fans are loving reputation and getting great reviews." "Of course, people love the album! She's a fucking musical genius. How could she expect otherwise... God, I hate that I can't even call her up and tell her how crazy I am about the album...and how proud I am of her... always been." "So why don't you? Call her, I mean." "Hunt, you know as well as I do she doesn't want to talk to me. I fucking screwed up. I think I might have lost her forever." "C'mon Karls, don't say that. A lot of people break up and get back together. It happens all the time. You two are great together." "Were." "Win her back then." "I tried." "Karls, sorry to break it to you but tagging her on an Instagram photo is not trying." "You know how embarrassing it was when Lily asked me to delete that photo because Taylor doesn't want her face on my Instagram. Yes, Hunt, she did that. That's basically her saying we're fucking over."