This week in the fort, Roo confesses she's feeling guilty for not making enough art lately, but Aimee pushes back and reminds her that she’s constantly creating — and that millions of people have seen her work and she creates unhinged and hilarious shows, like a banana themed serial killer monkey stand-up show recently at Twelve Talons in Oralndo. They both come to the realization that the things that tend to perform well online rarely feature their faces, but maybe that’s a sign they shouldn’t be creating for the algorithm in the first place.

Aimee also reveals that her sexual brand might just be jazz hands, and shares her thoughts on the delicate art of banana ownership — that strange in-between space where you wait for bananas to ripen for banana bread, but try not to forget they exist entirely. It all leads to a conversation about how we often buy fruit for the person we want to be, not the person we actually are, and how small things like this are worth talking about.

Roo reflects on growing up eating almost exclusively at Indian restaurants, and how places like Miller’s Ale House and Chili’s still feel like a novelty — a reminder that sometimes, the most ordinary things can feel like a treat.