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Why don't guys
tell you what they're thinking?

And save us the mystery?

I'm guessing Nico texted again.

Oui. Here. What do you think of this?

Oh, I think it sounds fun.

But is it a date?
That doesn't sound like a date.

Do you want it to be a date?

I mean, I've liked him
since we were at boarding school,

but maybe I'm just trying
to satisfy a teen crush, you know.

Ugh!

- I'm not going.
- What?

You have to. Come on, think of teen Mindy.

She's been wanting this for so long.

I'll go with you.

I'd love to talk to Nico
about our Soleil De Paris deck.

- No.
- We pitched a collab with Gray Malin,

- an amazing aerial photographer...
- Shh!

No campaign chat.

And you can't come solo.

You need someone to distract you
while I distract Nico.

Bring Alfie.

I would, but he's in London
for his mom's birthday.

Bonjour, neighbors.

- Bonjour.
- Hi.

Fetching your own breakfast?
Where's your boulangerie bish?

She's referring to Camille.
I wouldn't run with that nickname.

She's in Greece with Sofia.

- Excusez-moi?
- What?

The last stop to her art exhibition.

Incredible, right?

- Très bien.
- That's amazing.

Wait, what do you make of this?

Is he inviting me on a date
or is it just a group hang?

Answer truthfully.

A group hang.

See. Want to come see a movie tonight?

No, he can't, he's busy working.

The restaurant's closed

and Camille's away,
so I'm on my own tonight.

Bon! Problem solved.
I will text you the deets.

Great. Bonne journée.

- Bye.
- Bye.

- Oh, my God, Mindy.
- No, wait, wait.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I wasn't thinking.

Nothing's gonna happen
between you and Gabriel.

No, I'm talking about the fact
that Camille is in Greece with Sofia.

This is way more serious than just a kiss.

Do I say something to Gabriel?

No, only if you want to get in the middle
of their relationship drama again.

Maybe it's nothing.

And if it is something,
let Camille tell him herself.

I thought Gregory Dupree was showing us

the Air France uniforms
he's designed for the pitch?

- He just called to move it.
- To when?

The better question would be, to where?

Luc, you know I hate riddles.

Okay, Gregory now wants us
to meet him at his atelier.

Apparently his redesign cannot
be contained to a conference room.

To... Does he know
the client expects his submission today?

Yes, he does.

Hope you haven't gotten his hopes up.

I've spoken to my contacts at Air France.

Chanel and Louis Vuitton
are the present frontrunners.

You think he has a chance?

I don't, but I've been wrong before.

When?

Well, ask Emily,
I'm sure she journaled about it.

Well, there's been
really nothing that specific.

Oh, it's good to keep a journal
of your time in Paris.

Did you read The Diary of Anaïs Nin?

- No, I haven't.
- No?

Such a marvelous account
of a young woman's sexual awakening.

She was truly insatiable.

Huh.

So, this is Gregory's atelier.

It's like a fashion war room.
You can just smell the creativity.

No, that's marijuana, Emily.

Bonjour, First Class.

This is your captain speaking.

Everyone, take your seats, buckle up.
There will be turbulence.

Will drinks be served?

You will be served. Trust.

Now, before you see the uniforms,
let me explain my concept.

This is a story about control.

The experience of flying strips you of it.

The minute you sit down,
the flight attendants control everything.

They strap you in,
they instruct you how to breathe.

They tell you when to sleep,
when to wake, when to eat.

You are their subs.

So if they want to be such doms,
I say, dress them as doms.

Passengers, this is my submission
for the nouveau Air France.

Condoms, lube and poppers.

This is good for your journal.

And?

Well, this will
certainly surprise Air France.

You've given their uniform
quite a makeover.

Emily.

Oh, uh...

They're beautifully constructed.

Subversive and, you know,

bondage is totally
dominating runways right now.

Pun intended.

Well, that might be true,

but I don't think Air France
is wanting to push the needle this far.

Gregory, I've seen Chanel's submission.
Understated and chic.

Désolé, I have to take this.

Allô?

I don't think you understand
how much I need this account.

My business is in trouble.

If I don't have a business,
you don't have a business.

Would you ever consider
presenting that ensemble,

but without the belts, boot and cap?

And kill all the elegance?

I'm submitting them as they are.
With or without your help.

Let's go, girls.

That was Pierre.
He was very upset.

His new store opens next week

and he's sounding
very erratic and paranoid.

Since he sold his company to JVMA,
he doesn't know who he can trust.

Ah, he should have thought of that
before he abandoned us.

He's not our problem anymore.

Let's not forget,
he did try to throw us a lifeline.

And now he's begging for our help.

Well, what can we do?

He's asked us to meet him at the store
and give him our professional opinion.

Can we do that? We don't represent him.

Look, we've been through
a lot with Pierre.

He's not just an ex-client. He's a friend.

And now he needs us, so we're going.

Where are you taking us?

This is where Pierre told us to meet.
He dropped a pin.

He knows how to drop a pin?

Did anyone see you?

- No.
- Are we being followed?

Pierre, is this espionage necessary?
Really?

Oui. No one from JVMA
can know you're here.

Especially Nicolas.

Papa's little puppet.
He has his spies everywhere. Come in.

Go.

Mon Dieu.

So many Pierres.

JVMA dedicated so much floor space

to your ringarde line it's...
oh, overwhelming.

Exactement.

They missed the point.
When it is this much, it's not irony.

It actually is ringarde.

What do you think
of the quality?

- Honestly?
- Brutally.

Well, it's more mass market
than I expected.

Très chic. It's a Ca-do.

Oh, wow.

- Merci.
- Isn't it ghastly?

They've turned me into a clown
trapped in a funhouse mirror.

Désolé, that's a Ca-don't.

What did Nicolas say when you told him
you weren't happy with all of this?

He didn't care.
No one at JVMA cares what I think.

I have no one. I'm completely alone.

No, that's not true, okay. You have us.

I had you. This deal was a mistake.

I want to end it.

No, careful, Pierre.

If you leave, they'd still own your name
and... clearly, your face.

You're ready for the runway.

Shut the fuck up!

Shh!

- Hi.
- Hi.

Where have you been?

I'm auditioning three outfits
to wear tonight

and I almost gave up until I found this.

It was delivered to you today
from Gregory Dupree.

Mindy.

Well, I'm sorry,
I only opened the box, not the note.

I can't control myself
when fashion lands on my doorstep.

- Our doorstep.
- Yes.

"Air France said no."
"Wear this to my funeral."

Air France declined his designs
for their new uniform.

Well, one airline's trash
is another woman's treasure.

What, you want to dress
like a sexy flight attendant?

Oh, what, you don't think
Britney looks iconic in her "Toxic" video?

Well, you certainly
will make an impression.

Ooh!

Please prepare for an emergency landing.

Bonsoir, bonsoir.

Everyone,
this is Mindy Chen, who looks...

incredible.

- Hey.
- Good to see you again.

You too, Nicolas.

I brought a little picnic.

Thank you for your invitation,
a few things we serve at the restaurant.

- Thank you, Chef...
- Gabriel.

My restaurant is Chez Lavaux,
you're welcome anytime.

It'd be my pleasure.

And I brought rosé
all the way from Provence.

I love your look. Where is it from?

It was a gift
from a designer Emily works with.

Gregory Dupree.

Really? I heard his last show
at Versailles was amazing.

It was. He's so underrated.

You know, his work deserves
a much bigger spotlight.

Well, it's shining pretty bright now.

Aw.

Here. Have one of mine.

Oh, merci.

Have you bought too much?

It's a bad habit.

So, I happened to walk by
your new store for Pierre.

Very mysterious. You're really
keeping that one under wraps.

How's it going with him?

Well, I do have
a new-found respect for you.

You do? Why?

I don't know how you dealt with him
for so long. He's infuriating.

He wanted a minimalistic store,
so that's what we gave him,

then he wanted it to be
loud and bold like ringarde,

so we pivoted to that,
and now he hates it again.

He's never satisfied.
Was he like that with you?

Pierre's insecurities
can certainly take the wheel,

but just be patient with him.

I mean, we encountered
similar issues during Fashion Week.

You just have to make sure
you handle him well,

otherwise he could
skip the opening altogether.

It's not my first time
with a demanding designer.

The store opens with or without him.

Right, well...

You know he trusts us,

so if there's anything that you need us
to help with, let me know.

Excuse me, Emily.

What were you two talking about?

- You, obviously.
- You were talking work.

Damn it, Em, are you going to be like this
every time we're on a date?

Oh, so this is a date.

It's got to be.

He touched my back,
introduced me to his friends.

One of them told me
this is a notorious hook-up spot.

Go get it, girl.

Hey.

- Hi.
- Care to join me?

No. We're moving too fast.

You're right.

It's too fast.

- Sorry.
- Désolé.

Too fast.

Your food was so delicious.

Like mouth-wateringly good.

Um...

Merci.

Nice of you to say.

Well, if you knew me,

you'd know I'm not that nice.

Hi, sorry, some people are trying
to watch the movie.

So just shush a little bit.

- Thanks.
- No, they're not.

How long have you been together?

- It's...
- We're not together.

- He has a girlfriend who's in Greece.
- Yeah.

- We're just friends.
- Friends.

So she's your friend
while your girlfriend's in Greece?

I could be your friend too.
We could all be friends.

It's not like that.
She has a boyfriend.

Yeah.

- And where is he?
- London.

Oh, I get the game now.

So your girlfriend's in Greece,
your boyfriend's in London.

Well, my boyfriend's in... Berlin.

And I miss him so much.

This is fun. You two are fun.

Okay. Emily, should we...

- That, that thing...
- Oh, yeah, we should go.

I've seen this movie a thousand times

- and they end up together.
- Classic.

- Cliché.
- So good.

- But, so... It's great.
- So good.

- Love it.
- Enjoy it.

- Thank you for everything.
- So sweet.

We're going to go.

Have fun.

Guys, a woman's purse, all right,
it's her secret source of power.

There are many
dark and dangerous things in there

that we, the male species,
should know nothing about.

So, what's the verdict?
Is Nicolas into Mindy or no?

Uh, sadly, I think not.

He would've at least tried to kiss her,
if he was.

Maybe he's not into
public displays of affection.

Everyone else sure was.

Right?

I never knew
that movie was such a turn-on for people.

Everyone likes watching a story
about two people

trying to fight off
their natural attraction to each other.

What's going on in there?

I don't know.

Let's check it out.

Wow, his is so surreal.

I feel like we're walking
into heaven on acid.

- You've taken acid?
- Well, no.

But I've read Hunter S. Thompson,
so I get the gist.

Well, on the count of trois?

- Un, deux, trois!
- Deux...

Hey!

No more posting.

No, no, no, no, no!

So nice to meet you.
Good night.

Thanks for the beautiful champagne.

- See you Saturday.
- Saturday, yes.

I'm headed this way.

So good night.

Good night? Already?

How about a drink?

Sure, if you want to.

'Course I want to.

You think I brought you here
just to see a film?

Honestly, I don't know what to think.

I have no idea if you're...
like, even into me.

I have no idea if you're even into me.

Come on, seriously? In this?

You look incredible tonight.

Every man there was checking you out.

Yeah, except for you.

Believe me, I noticed.

It took every ounce of willpower
not to make a spectacle of myself.

Really?

Really.

So, what now?

You tell me.

You're the one dressed as a dominatrix.

You're in charge.

I think your crotch is vibrating.

Pierre Cadault.
This fucking guy. I swear to God.

We can rain check on the drink.

- I don't mind.
- I mind.

I finally get to kiss you and...

Unbelievable.

- Okay. Yes. Sorry, I should...
- Yeah. You should do that.

- I should deal with this nightmare.
- Yeah.

Next time we'll skip the movie?

Good idea.

Oh, Camille liked my story.

She said, "So fun.
It's my favorite movie."

Really?

How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days?

I feel like that's what
she's trying to do to me.

Oh.

She hasn't been replying
to any of my texts very quickly.

Or at all.

How about when Alfie and Camille get back,

we take them to Pop Air?

You know. Like, a real double date.

Yeah. I'd like that.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Nicolas, bonjour.

Bonjour, Emily.
It seems your persistence has paid off.

Oh, God, what have I done now?

No, it's all good. I hope.

If you were serious about Agence Grateau
helping us out with Pierre Cadault...

What? Oh, my God, of course!

Uh, um...

Sorry. Nicolas, will you please hold
one moment for Sylvie Grateau?

What's going on?

You have Sylvie.

Bonjour, Sylvie.
As I was saying,

I'd like to hire Agence Grateau
to help with Pierre Cadault.

Well, we'd be delighted.

There's a lot to deal with
in a very short time.

I hope you're adept in crisis marketing.

Well, of course, it's our specialty.

Let's discuss over lunch today.

I'll get my assistant
to send over the details.

- Okay, great. See you then.
- Okay.

How did you do this?

Well, I was trying
not to say anything, but...

Yeah, okay. I don't want to know.

Merveilleux, Emily.

Okay, go, go, go, go, go, go.

Door!

The only time I've heard Sylvie
say "merveilleux" was about a Chablis.

- Mmm-hmm.
- You should text Pierre

and tell him the good news.

It's your news. You text him.

Merci.

Pierre is so excited
that he will be joining us too.

He never misses a champagne toast.
Especially when it's for him.

- Hello.
- Bonjour.

- Bonjour.
- Bonjour.

Agence Grateau is bleeding me dry.

I should've offered you more money
to join JVMA when I had the chance.

You know it was never about the money.

- It was about my independence.
- I do.

Thank you for the opportunity
to work with Pierre Cadault again.

- To Pierre.
- To Pierre.

Well, just to be clear,

you'll be working
for Pierre Cadault, the brand.

Not Pierre Cadault, the man.

- Pardon?
- Put it back on ice.

What's going on, Nicolas?

I refuse to let my acquisition
be hijacked by his irrational demands.

The company is bigger than him.

So, it's time he exits

and we'll bring in a designer
to usher in the new era.

But it's his company. His name.

Correction. His name, my company.

This is nothing new.
Christian Dior is now Dior.

Yves Saint Laurent is now Saint Laurent.

The men may be gone,
but the brands persist.

It happens all the time, right, Sylvie?

More times than I care to remember.

And, thanks to Emily,

I've done some research,

and I think I've found
the perfect replacement.

Gregory Dupree.

You were right.
He deserves a bigger spotlight.

He's a visionary.

The perfect person
to reinvent Pierre Cadault.

But Pierre hates Gregory.

Well, since you know both of them,

who better to handle the transition
and keep it from spiraling?

Does Pierre know about this?

You're actually the first to know.

Gregory is one of your clients.
I imagine you're thrilled.

Yeah. Well, definitely surprised.

There's a lot we have to talk about
since we're going to be working together.

Hi, there!

What is he doing here?

Care to explain, Emily?

- Pierre!
- Attention!

Pedestrians have the right of way,
you asshole!

I'm fine.

Whoo!