It’s been way too long since And Just Like That… was on our screens every week, making me text everyone I know about Carrie Bradshaw’s questionable life choices like it was 2004 all over again. Thankfully, season three is coming soon. On Tuesday, we got a brand-new trailer—giving us a (very vague) idea of what drama will dominate our group chats this summer. (Speaking of which, can someone in my group chat just share their Max password already? Is that too much to ask?)

Watch the trailer for yourself below, then feel free to dissect every single thought I had while watching it:

– What’s with this documentary-style intro?
– Actually… I don’t hate it.
– Aww, there are my girls!
– Miranda’s hair? Absolutely flawless.
– If Carrie’s wearing sky-high heels that clash with her flowy caftan, then we are officially back.
– Ah, summer in NYC. They’re almost making me miss the smell of hot garbage!
– Oh no, is this show seriously trying to revive the wide belt that looks like a back brace?
– I suffered through that trend in 2008—it crushed my organs then, and I refuse to relive it.
– Miranda’s at a lesbian bar, isn’t she?
– And she’s waving at someone hot, of course.
– I’m irrationally jealous of how perfect Carrie’s little garden writing nook is.
– Oop—never mind, she’s got rats.

Speaking of rats, here’s a vintage NYC summer story: I once took a girl on a date to a Prospect Heights bar (name withheld), snagged an outdoor table, went inside to order drinks, and came back to find an army of rats surrounding us.

And while we’re at it, ask me about the time I took another date to a now-closed Fort Greene bar that was completely empty—except for one giant cockroach on the floor. No bartender, no customers… just cockroach.

– Rat czar, where are you when we need you?
– Wait, Carrie’s writing fiction now?
– Should I finally finish my novel?
– Aww, just a blank postcard from Aidan?
– Honestly, she deserves that after cheating on him in the original series.
– Lily making out with a male ballet dancer post-show? Peak NYC chic.
– Okay, so Carrie’s hanging with Aidan and his kids—guess he’s back in the picture.
– Ooooh, Miranda’s lounging in bed with a woman! Post-coital vibes, surely.
– Bridal show? Really?
– I’ve never been an Aidan girl, but damn, he’s aging like fine wine.
– Max, you heartless tease—why make us wait until late May for this gloriously unhinged show to return?