Morning at the video store. Clerk Nicole Kitt rolls her eyes at pervy customer Tommy Pistol ("Are you gonna get We're Not Just Sisters 6?") waiting for manager Gal Ritchie ("Late night...") to open the doors. Kitt again rolls her eyes at Ritchie's recount of last night's plaything's penis size, suggesting, "a romantic dinner...?" which Ritchie dismisses with a bored, "I'd rather get hit by a garbage truck." The sex-addicted Ritchie ("I'm on a 12-hour schedule") tells Kitt about the three-way she had in the store with Dan Damage and Isiah Maxwell, which we see in flashback before Pistol emerges from the back room to proposition Ritchie, retreating when she allows she may be amenable.

Customer Nathan Bronson flirts with Kitt before store owner Ryan Driller struts in with starry-eyed jobseeker Chanel Camryn ("Video stores are so glamorous!"), who's somewhat discomforted when she discovers Pistol "touching himself..." in the back room before heading to Driller's office for an "interview." Over pizza, Ritchie is appalled that Kitt has only been with two guys ("That pussy is starved!") and Kitt is appalled when Ritchie admits to a body count in four figures "including just-anal and girls. I have exceptional time management." Customer Liz Jordan demonstrates that sex isn’t restricted to the store's back room in the alley behind the store with Roman Todd and Oliver Davis, and Pistol is pleasantly surprised to find Queenie Sateen—a porn fan as knowledgeable about the subject as he is—and Ritchie is happy to join them for a three-way before reaching her 12-hour limit. Bronson comes back to pay off the flirtation with Kitt before the final fadeout.

With its episodic structure and casual sex, Play is a likeable throwback to the VHS era with clever grace notes like the malfunctioning TV on the store's counter, the esoteric-movie badinage, and the in-joke of substantial representation of a prominent '90s video star in the adults-only back room. Recommended, especially for those who remember those halcyon days.