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Of course! To hell with me!

Look, I promise that next time...

There won't be a next time.

-Is that your final word? -No.

My final word is...

Marcela, come with me.

Leave V&M.

Let's start our own company and mop the floor with V&M.

That's my final word.

You know I can't.

Now do you understand my position?

Goodbye.

No, no.

Ines... I just lost my friend.

Please bring me a bucket, water, and some shovels.

I'm going to throw myself into the Hudson with cement shoes on.

No, just cry.

You're right. That's easier.

All done.

Thanks, boss.

Here are the fabrics

and the invitation to the party.

You said you wanted to go...

A runway show?

Cocktail party included.

Look, Betty, we've already made ten dollars

in the time we've been here. I'm a finance magician!

It makes me so happy to watch Mr. Armando's money grow,

especially since right now

he could really use an injection of capital.

No, Betty. What's the golden rule?

We can't inject the good money into the bad money.

You can't give V&M money from BAR. No way, man.

Yes, we can! He has good ideas.

They just haven't worked out well, and he's had some bad luck.

Your boss doesn't think. He just acts.

Then he goes crazy and starts spending money he doesn't have.

To be honest, if it were me, I wouldn't trust him one bit.

In the end, it's his money.

If he wants, he's going to move money from V&M to BAR.

You're a know-it-all, Betty.

I know, I know. Give me a little more time.

I'll consolidate BAR's investments, and then you can do it.

But Mr. Armando needs the money right now.

If you give him all the money, we won't have anything left to work with,

and both companies will go bankrupt.

Let me make a teeny weenie bit more.

Fine, but don't take too long.

I won't. I promise.

Just don't tell him we've got that cushion, and we're good.

Me?

-BeNi promise? -BeNi promise.

Let's go.

Thank you, Nicolas.

Take me. Please, please take me.

If you take me, I promise I'll repay you like you've never imagined.

Really? How?

I'd tell you, but a surprise of this magnitude

can't be revealed.

I can't, Patricia.

Take me. Please, I'm begging.

I'm going to say it one last time.

This is a personalized invitation.

Only the person it's addressed to can go.

Really?

Yes, I thought you knew how these events worked.

Oh, I know exactly how those events work.

You need a passport and a visa to get in.

Why do they make a list?

As if someone were going to steal it. Ridiculous.

I go to other types of events where everyone knows who I am.

Excuse me.

That's all that's left after I became president.

We shouldn't open another credit line with the bank.

Whether it be with the bank or someplace else,

we still need a loan.

Hey...

do you think any investors will be at tonight's fabric reveal?

It's a social event. It's only to see and be seen.

We have nothing to lose by going.

In fact, it'd be good.

We'll give the impression that everything's fine with the company

and that we have time to spend on these things.

That's all we have left: our image.

Marcela.

Tonight is the fabric reveal and runway show

-if you'd like to come. -I can't.

I have to stay and clean up the mess your secretary made.

Marcela, please. I don't want to fight anymore.

Neither do I, but did you know that Hugo doesn't want to return to work?

I hope Ines can convince him. He's furious.

I told him we were to blame for what happened.

You told him that?

It's the truth!

I insisted on disconnecting, and you listened to me.

You know what? Why don't you invite your wonderful secretary Beatriz?

Since she's so diligent and I make so many mistakes.

Excuse me. Mr. Armando, your new phone.

Thanks a lot, Betty.

Get ready. We have an event tonight.

Marcela can't come.

Excuse me.

Yes, excuse me.

My ability to predict the weather tells me

that soon it'll start raining over the Big Apple.

I kindly and affectionately offer you my two-wheeled

motor vehicle to transport you towards your destination

before the first raindrop descends.

Thank you.

I'll take that ride today.

I need to pick up my son from daycare,

and they charge for every half hour I'm late.

That's me. Opportune and effective.

Today we'll protect your finances.

See you at the exit?

Yes, thank you.

Marce, where are you going?

No, you can't go. Move it!

I need to talk to you about something really important.

What is it? I'm not in the mood, Patricia.

I need you to tell me the truth.

Did something happen with Ricardo in Miami?

Marce, I'm being serious!

He's acting so strangely. He's very distant.

Then he told me he's going to a cocktail party

and he didn't even invite me.

He said it was a personal invite.

-He said that? -Uh-huh.

All men are the same.

Look... I can give you my invitation.

-For me? -Yes.

Really? I can have it?

-Yes. -I love you, Marce.

On one tiny condition.

You have to keep an eye on Armando all night.

What he does, who he talks to...

Hold on.

Why aren't you going?

You can't give men too much freedom.

You know they're all bastards.

It's true.

There's always some tramp around.

He's going with another woman, anyway.

What?

Who?

V&M's savior.

Beatriz.

Aura Maria, you're still here?

Yes.

We should give you an award for forking so hard.

Thank you.

I thought you weren't going to say bye to me either,

since everyone's so serious.

Don't worry about it. Senior management problems.

I don't want to bore you with any of that.

I owe you two kisses.

We missed you here.

I like being missed.

You smell great, by the way.

Thank you.

Hey, Ricky, remember when you once told me

that you'd take me home whenever I wanted?

Of course.

I think that day could be today.

Unfortunately, there's a runway show I have to attend today.

That's too bad.

I thought tonight would be the perfect night.

With this heat and all the management problems,

a few tequilas would be perfect to unwind with.

Oh, well. I guess not tonight.

Maybe some other time.

Hey.

Where did you say we were going again?

Wherever you want.

Just let me call me my mom so she can pick up...

Let me make a call.

What's up, man?

Have you seen my princess? I'm taking her home.

I told you, man.

-What? -You got tricked again.

Aura Maria stood you up.

Again.

Ricky, Ricky, where are you?

Armando!

-Priscilla, how are you? -Very well.

I knew you'd follow in your father's footsteps

and now look at you, president of V&M.

Congratulations. Your dream has come true.

Yes, just like yours. Congrats.

You're the editor of a major magazine.

Remember everything we talked about on that one summer trip?

Richie, you left me dancing by myself.

You were great.

You've got some really, really good moves.

Thank you.

Come, I want to dance with you. I love this song.

I'm more of a ballad or pop kind of guy.

Or hip-hop.

You can dance to it all. Come, I'll show you.

First, you have to hold on real tight right here

and then just go with the flow.

Step, step.

Very good.

The tequila! That's mine!

I'm so thirsty!

-Remember? -Sure!

We were just starting college, and we'd always run into each other.

It's like we had unfinished business.

-Betty. -Sorry, sir.

I'm sorry.

-I'm sorry, it's just... -Is she with you?

Yes, she's my assistant.

Nice to meet you.

Betty, why don't you go get a drink?

I don't drink.

Then go grab something to eat. There's a buffet over there.

Then you can check out the whole place.

-So... -I'm not hungry right now.

-Would you excuse me for a sec? -Yes.

Betty, why don't you go to the bathroom or anywhere else?

In fact, I don't think we'll be making any deals anymore.

You can go home.

-Are you sure? -Positive.

-Good night. -OK, good night.

Good night.

It's so good to see you.

Thank you very much.

Tequila!

Thank God.

With lime and salt.

No, that's for tourists.

I'll show you how you're supposed to drink tequila.

Here in Manhattan, we drink it like this.

Straight up.

Just like we're going straight to heaven.

I need...

Now I'm going to show you what I just learned.

One hand here, another one here.

I want to dance real close.

I told you I was a terrible dancer.

You need to give me lessons more often.

I don't think you need too many.

I think the student will outdo the master.

I get the feeling you're very talented.

Oh.

What a nice place.

I've never been anywhere like this.

There's a Jacuzzi?

Yes.

Should we get all oiled up and take a bubble bath?

We can do whatever you want.

Really?

You're the boss.

And of course, I have some ideas of my own, too.

Richie, wait.

I don't want you to think that I'm easy or that I'm a slut,

because I'm not.

Of course not.

I'm only doing this because you're very special.

I know.

As for you, even your name is angelic.

Aura Maria.

Yes.

I'm not doing this for fun.

I'm doing it because I like you a lot.

Plus, I know you're very respectful.

You respect me a lot, don't you?

I respect you the most.

Really?

Yeah, and I'll show you several times.

Unfortunately, I have to call it a night.

I have a big interview with a Chinese businessman tomorrow.

Really? How's your Mandarin?

Not as good as I'd like, but practice makes perfect.

See you soon, Armando.

Or until fate brings us together again.

Hold on. Why leave things to fate?

Let me take you home.

Maybe we could stop someplace for a drink on the way.

-Are you sure? -Positive.

I'll remind you that I'm the editor of a fashion magazine.

I'm also very well aware of everything that happens

in the Manhattan social scene, if you catch my drift.

Yes, I do,

but you said we had unfinished business,

so why don't we celebrate our success?

I'm going to the restroom. I'll see you at the exit.

Oh, Armando, you're something else.

What a bastard.

Marce isn't going to like this one bit.

Obviously!

Isn't that your assistant?

Betty, what happened? Are you OK?

Yeah, I'm fine.

-Let's do it some other time. -No, we had plans.

Don't worry. There'll be other chances.

Please, wait. Betty, what happened?

She's leaving. I'll catch the next one.

No, I'll take you home. I can't leave you here alone.

Lots of cabs come by. I know, just come with me.

What happened?

Get in.

Oh, sweetie.

Hug me, kiss me.

You're going to order us both burgers, right?

-Yes. -I want double meat.

Of course.

At Bread Pitt's, it's a pleasure to serve you.

Two orders of fries, no problem.

Hamburgers. No problem.

Good evening.

Marce, I've completed the mission you sent me on.

I'm a terrible spy.

I'm only doing this because you're my BFF.

Ricardo wasn't even here.

Enough, Patricia. What happened?

What I told you would happen.

This world is full of sluts,

and one of them was stuck to Armando all night.

She's a journalist.

I even thought they were going to leave together,

but he left with someone else.

Who did Armando leave with? A model, right?

I'd rather send you the pictures so you can see them with your own eyes.

With Beatriz!

Yes! So cool, right?

Tomorrow you're going to have to disinfect your fiancé's car.

I really don't understand why he's so nice to her.

Because he thinks Beatriz supports him unconditionally.

But I'm going to show him that his star secretary

isn't as perfect as he thinks.

Stop looking at me like that, Betty.

I won't bite you or throw you out the window.

-But you were angry. -No, I wasn't.

Yes, because I made you...

Don't be stubborn! I'm not angry!

Fine, maybe a little.

See? I'm sorry.

Because of me, you didn't do what you wanted.

No, maybe you saved me from what I wanted to do,

but shouldn't do.

Look, Betty, men are sinners by nature.

Priscilla is one of those sins I haven't yet committed,

but is still very tempting.

You were like my guardian angel tonight.

You delivered me from evil.

Thank you, Betty.

Bastard!

You no-good bastard!

-Here's your order! -Sofia!

Choke on your fries!

Sons of bitches!

You're going to rot in hell!

Have you ever been told how delicious you are?

Like a delectable, voluptuous butterfly.

-No. -You're a goddess in bed.

No, I've never really heard that.

I haven't been with too many men.

Yeah, I can tell.

I'm not easy.

I know this because you're special.

Plus, you're a wizard in bed.

A delectable butterfly and all that.

You should answer your phone. It's been ringing all night.

Maybe it's something important.

There's nothing more important than you tonight,

my delectable butterfly.

Really?

Betty!

Shut up! Shut up or you'll wake your parents.

Nicolas, what are you doing here so late?

I was working and decided to wait for you.

It worked perfectly because I caught you and you can't deny it anymore.

What are you talking about?

I saw your boss bring you home in his amazing car

and how you got out, opened the door, and melted.

You were on a cloud.

You're head over heels in love with Armando. Yup.

Kids!

No.

No, honey.

I've got something in my eye.

Where's your brother?

He's doing homework. Did you and Dad fight again?

No!

Why do you ask? Don't worry about that.

Your face, though.

-What face? -This one.

Am I really that ugly?

No, no.

When I get rich, I'm going to change it and get a superstar's face.

Let's go with your brother. Where is he?

In the kitchen.

Little one, don't hide.

Sweetie!

-Mom! -My sweet boy.

-How are you? -Good, and you?

Did you finish your homework?

Yes.

-Are you sure? -Yes, I finished.

-Guess what. -What?

What do you think I brought for dinner?

Here's a clue: It has honey and it flies.

Honey chicken and fried rice!

Yes!

Did you finish your homework?

No, I'm still missing Neptune's rings.

Then let's do this.

Go wash your hands.

I'm going to set a beautiful table for you.

We'll have dinner, and then I'll check your homework.

We'll check every last thing. We'll even add stars to yours.

-OK. -Good. One, two... break!

Good morning.

Good morning, Wilson.

How formal.

Ms. Andrade, you look fresh as a daisy.

Did you sleep well?

I'm glad.

Have a very productive day, kids.

Goodbye.

What? Why the face again?

Say it, already.

Hey, hey, hey.

You didn't sleep at home, did you?

-Who was your victim? -The victim? I was!

She didn't let me sleep all night.

Who was your victimizer?

An old classmate. You don't know her.

You should've let me know. I was waiting for you.

Oh, I'm sorry. Did you miss me?

No, I traded you for Betty.

Come on, bro. I haven't even had coffee yet.

Gross!

You're going to ruin my day.

Last night I was thinking about

where we're going to get the money we need,

and I've decided that we're going to ask BAR.

Does that mean you're putting your plan

to use a parallel company into action after all?

We're going to ask Beatriz's company for a loan,

and I'm going to give her a promissory note in exchange.

What? You were so convinced when we planned it.

-Now you seem doubtful. -Yeah.

It's a good plan in theory, but...

But what?

When you sign that promissory note, you'll be be putting V&M

on a silver platter for her. Haven't you considered that?

Mom, my team's already on the field. Let's go.

Yes, but remember I told you I needed to talk to your coach

beforehand about the payments?

Then wait for me.

Don't get ahead of yourselves.

Run, run! Let's go!

-There he is. -Go!

-Good morning. -Jonathan, help them.

-May I speak to you a moment? -Hi, yes.

I know I'm a little behind on the payments, but I've had...

These are the Montes kids, right?

-Yes. -Come this way.

I promise that if you give me until the end of the month,

I'll be completely caught up.

They're fine, ma'am.

The overdue payments were made yesterday.

Let's go!

Let's hustle!

Efrain paid?

Please sit.

Thank you.

What's this, sir?

Read it, please.

A promissory note?

But the BAR money is yours.

I don't have to loan you something that's yours.

Are you sure?

You'll give us a loan as the owner of BAR, which you are.

I'm as sure of this as I am of you.

Sir, I... won't let you down now or ever.

It's done.

I'm trusting you like I've never trusted in anyone before.

From now on, I'm in your hands, Beatriz.

Mr. Armando, thank you for trusting me,

but I want you to be aware of the legal implications this could have.

If that promissory note takes effect,

BAR could end up owning V&M.

Trust me, no one knows more than I do

about the legal implications this could bring.

Don't worry, though. It'll be fine.

Our new collection will do great,

and we'll be able to settle all our debts with that.

-Of course. -You bet.

I've also been considering implementing a new savings policy.

To do that, though, I'd like you to analyze

the company's fixed expenses.

Absolutely, I'll get started on that immediately.

Perfect.

Betty, thanks again for everything.

Thank you for all your support.

Hi, Mariana, could you come to my office? I need your help with something.

Thanks.

You're head over heels in love with Armando.

No.

I mean, I like him a little, but I'm not head over heels

-like you say. -Yes, you are.

It's stupid to fall in love with the wrong person... again.

I know, Nicolas.

I like him a little. He's kind of cute.

It's admiration more than anything.

Admiration? Of course.

You start with admiration, then you fall in love,

and end up crying and suicidal.

A guy like that will never like you, Betty.

Mr. Armando is only going to hurt you, and I don't want to see you crying.

-OK. -Good.

I promise I won't let this escalate.

OK.

I'll get over Mr. Armando.

All right. Sounds good.

BeNi promise.

BeNi promise.

Here I am, Betty. How can I help you?

Hi. I was calling Sofia, but she's not answering.

Oh, sure. She's dropping the kids off at school.

She won't take long, though.

Could you help me with a list of the company's fixed expenses?

I sure can.

We need to make a list so we can cut costs.

The office supplies, and all that stuff.

I don't know what his problem is,

but he's so distant lately.

Right?

He's so serious,

as if he were getting tired, right?

Exactly!

And I thought he was crazy about me.

What? Armando is crazy about you?

Your Armando?

No, my Ricardo.

You see how you are?

You don't listen to me.

Of course I'm listening, but it's not my fault

that our lives are so similar.

No, they're not. I'm going to marry Armando.

You and Ricardo, though...

Ricardo and me what?

Ricardo is different than Armand.

It's a little harder for him to show his emotions

and feelings, but he'll give in.

I know he'll give in.

It's not like I'm the most unfortunate case in the world

or the ugliest woman.

She's the ugliest. Look at her.

Gross. Take it away. What a hideous girl. She's hopeless.

-Look at her. -No.

I should take a screenshot and look at this

whenever I have issues with my self-esteem.

-Oh, Patricia. -Yeah.

Yes, it's me.

They're fresh, and they're your favorite.

I don't want anything.

Why nourish my body when my soul is starved?

Don't talk like that. There are plenty of reasons to live.

You have Fabio.

No. I don't.

He's at yoga.

He said my mood was misaligning his chakras

and that he needed to clear his mind.

That's great. You need to relax, too.

Get out of the house.

Oh, Hugo,

I would love it if you went back to V&M.

Don't even mention that place.

They trampled my dreams there.

They demolished my imagination.

Ines... look at me.

I'm nothing. I'm no one anymore.

Just a mere mortal without any creativity.

It's understandable that you would feel that way at first,

but in time, even better ideas will come to you.

You'll see.

Great triumphs emerge from the ashes of failure.

If you don't believe me,

look at the lives of all the most famous designers.

They've all had complex lives. No one gets it on the first try.

Oh, please.

Spare me your fortune cookie commentary.

Nothing is going to change my mind. You won't convince me.

If that's the case, then I'll have to work for someone else.

Who else?

Hugo, listen to me.

I need to keep working, whether it's with you

or whatever new designer is replacing you at V&M.

A new designer at V&M?

How'd it go last night?

Good, good.

Same faces doing the same things.

-Sure. When did you leave? -Early.

I came back with Betty.

-Oh, with Betty. -Yes.

You know, someone from Fashionista TV contacted me.

They want an exclusive of our wedding.

If you don't want to, though, it's not a big deal.

No, that's fine.

Don't you want everyone to know about our engagement?

Obviously! But you were...

Actually, I think it's a great idea.

Of course not, but I had to say yes to the interview

-to keep Marcela happy. -Bro, are you serious?

I can't believe it.

I still hoped that you'd change your mind and not get married.

I wish, but with the way things are and as much as Daniel hates me,

just imagine if I leave his sister at the altar.

Speaking of your unpleasant brother-in-law,

-how'd it go with him? -Bad. I couldn't tell him much.

What's suspicious to me is that he finds out

about everything so quickly.

That's why I went and told my dad everything today

before he could beat me to it.

And he didn't crucify you?

More or less.

At least he let me keep the presidency without putting the company at risk.

I know I don't need to tell you this,

but we need to be really careful with Daniel.

Yes.

That's why you need to butter up Patricia, please.

Use the company card for whatever you want.

Fulfill her every last whim. Do whatever she wants.

Sure, whatever she wants. That's easy for you to say

because you don't have to put up with her!

It started with her toothbrush.

Now my bathroom smells like mixed fruit.

And my closet? It's not even my closet anymore.

It's full of thongs and lingerie.

Oh, poor you. Patricia's a babe.

Enough, though. Just make sure to keep her real close

and don't mess this up.

Sure.

How close?

This close?

Take a good look. With both eyes. Look.

Mariana, I'm going to go see Billy.

He's going to glam me up for the interview this afternoon.

Call me if you need anything.

Have a beautiful day, Ms. Marcela.

Thank you, Sofia.

I can't believe it!

Girl!

What's up?

Why are you smiling?

-Don't tell me you killed him. -No!

I could kiss Efrain right now.

-What? -Yes!

He paid the kids' soccer fees.

I told you he would change.

I knew there was no room for evil in his heart

-and that he would reconsider. -No, Sofia.

You can't be so naïve.

What he does for his kids is not what he does for you.

Besides, have some dignity!

Are you going to forget about that floozy?

Shh! No, no.

Yes, yes.

Don't wake me. I'm dreaming!

My beloved Aura Maria.

Have the charming female personnel of this company

been asked to wear a uniform?

I didn't know.

I only ask because I noticed you're wearing

the same outfit as yesterday.

Yes, I slept over at a friend's house, and she doesn't wear my size.

Oh, a friend's house.

By any chance is that friend's name "party"?

Twin sister to "rave"?

Are you crazy? I never go out during the week.

I'd never go to a party if I had to work the next day.

Oh, how nice! Now I understand everything.

Thank you very much, Ms. Patricia. You're not so bad yourself.

I'm not talking to you, Giovanni, Giovas, or whatever they call you.

I'm talking to the receptionist who doesn't answer the phone.

Now I have to go downstairs to get my own food.

Your food isn't in my job description.

Oh, sweetie.

Look, I understand.

You're desperate for something,

something in your own league,

but we're here to work, not flirt, OK?

What are you looking at?

Unbelievable. Don't worry, Aura.

You're in the prime of your youth, the peak of your life, the pinnacle of...

Giovas, they're calling you upstairs. They need you.

-Now! -I'm going.

See you later.

Wilson, do you know if anyone came to pick up Aura Maria from work yesterday?

I'm not authorized to share confidential information with anyone.

I'm asking as a friend.

I can't help you, man.

In this game, you're an easy out.

I finally know what it's like to be treated like a princess.

The guy I went out with last night is handsome and generous.

I'm finally going to be rich, girls!

You don't say. What's his name?

I can't give you his name. If I do, it'll break the spell.

No, it's because she only knows his nickname.

No! I didn't meet him online.

-No? -I met him in real life.

Just don't get all crazy like Patricia.

She's enough to handle as is.

-Why do you say that? -What did she do now?

She tried to move in with my boss.

Your boss? Mr. Ricardo?

Uh-huh. I think it's serious, too.

This is the first time he's allowed one of his girlfriends to move in.

Patricia's the first.

How'd you find out?

Well, I am his secretary.

I'm so glad you're back, Hugo.

Yes, but I didn't come back for you.

I did it for Ines.

And Marcela. And Patricia. And all the women of this company.

Betty, too?

Let's go, Ines.

I won't continue talking to this common boor.

He's just kidding.

I'm serious. I'm warning you.

I don't want that toad in my studio.

I don't want you to quit like a diva every time we argue.

I don't want cheap, tacky fabrics.

I don't want to fight all the time, deal?

Deal.

I'll be in the dressing rooms.

Armie.

Yes?

If you want, I can design your drag queen outfit

for my bachelor party.