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♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ You know ♪

♪ From the first time I seen you, girl ♪

♪ I've always kinda liked your style ♪

♪ I just wanna break off a little piece ♪

♪ I'm afraid that I could lose you ♪

♪ 'Cause I've been acting like a fool 'Cause baby... ♪

I'm fine.

Coming.

- Oh, hi. - Bonjour.

Uh...

- She's not here. - I don't need Emily, I need a shower.

- Oh. - I have one bathroom,

two women monopolizing it.

- I'll be quick, promise. - Sure.

I'm on the way out, take as long as you need.

Thank you.

Oh, and, uh, I wouldn't use the pink loofah if I were you.

Yeah.

Good morning, Emily.

Bonjour.

Shouldn't Gabriel be bringing you pastries?

Aren't you carrying enough?

I like my morning walks.

I almost cleared out the whole boulangerie, though.

I had to buy enough for three. Well, four.

You're having twins?

God, no. I was counting Sofia.

- Ah, bonjour, Emily. - Bonjour.

You find pains aux raisins this time?

So how is it going with the three of you?

It's like a sleep away camp in there.

Where are you sleeping?

In Gabriel's bed.

Oh. Great, yeah, it's cozy.

He's on the couch.

Oh. That makes more sense.

You must think we're crazy, right?

What? No.

No, well, I'm... I'm gonna go get ready for, um, work, work, work.

Yeah, we'll see you there.

- Tout à l'heure. - Tout à l'heure.

Tout à l'heure.

They're both still staying there, Min.

They're jammed in his apartment like a clown car.

I know that you've told me to shut up about it so many times,

but I just... I don't understand why Gabriel would let his ex-girlfriend,

or his ex-fiancé and her girlfriend, who are back together, to stay with him.

It's like he's got a harem in there.

I mean, is this a French thing? Is polygamy legal here?

Meanwhile, do you know what I saw on my run?

Men, hot men, everywhere.

Paris is, like, filled with them.

I've just been so focused on Gabriel and Alfie

that I... I forgot what it feels like to be single.

And now that I'm not with either of them, I'm...

You're not with Alfie?

I saw you kissing at Roland-Garros.

Um...

What are you doing in here?

My shower was occupied. I didn't mean to scare you.

- You did. - Would you pass me a towel?

You heard all that, why didn't you cut me off?

Oh, and miss hearing about your, um, stimulating run?

No chance.

Uh, look, I know my living situation isn't ideal,

but it's only until they find their own place.

Maison Lavaux, Baccarat, Heartbreak.

We are thrilled to be launching Heartbreak,

Maison Lavaux's stunning collaboration with our friends at Baccarat.

Baccarat created a work of art.

It was our pleasure.

Ah, this one's cracked.

They're all cracked. That's the design.

Ah! So clever.

Sorry I'm late. I took the wrong train.

Bonjour, Alfie.

Now, let's discuss our launch party at Maison Baccarat.

- Thanks for hosting. - Of course.

Even our most esteemed collectors can't refuse a party.

To track our social media reach,

we also invited select influencers to post about the event

using #HeartbreakBall.

Antoine, are... are you comfortable taking photos with them?

I'm always happy to pose for photos with beautiful women.

And men. This fragrance is unisex, after all.

What inspired you to create a unisex fragrance?

My divorce.

I realized heartbreak is universal.

Everyone experiences it.

And everyone is RSVP-ing.

Guests are so excited it's a masquerade ball.

And Baccarat is providing a horse and carriage

in front of the venue for photo opportunities.

Why are we doing this?

Excuse me?

Is there a problem?

How is this event a brand extension for the fragrance?

- Uh... - I mean, what's a masquerade

got to do with heartbreak?

Because sometimes you don't want everyone to know how you're feeling.

And when you're wearing a mask, you can do that.

You can pretend to be someone else if you want to.

Someone who isn't heartbroken.

Love is a masquerade.

- Oh! Alfie, what a surprise. - Ah.

Mmm. Bonjour, Camille.

I haven't seen you since...

Yeah, yeah. I've, uh, been laying low.

I'm so sorry for what I said.

I feel terrible for causing you and Emily to break up.

It's not your fault.

Uh... You told the truth, and I knew it and they knew it.

"They"?

Emily and Gabriel.

Look, I bowed out because, well, despite what they say,

they still have feelings for each other, and I won't stand in the way of that.

But they've been free to get together for a while now,

and they haven't.

So what does that tell you?

Good to see you, Alfie.

Yeah.

Kir Royal is my mother's favorite cocktail.

She's gonna be amused to see young people drink it from a can.

Will young people drink it, though?

If we market it to them correctly.

Oh, what if we did a non-alcoholic version?

There's growth in that sector, thanks to the sober curious movement.

The sober what?

Sober curious movement.

It's mostly Gen Z and millennials

who are adopting a wellness approach to alcohol.

They're not sober. They're just exploring not drinking.

So they're drinking, but not talking about it?

No, they're not drinking, but they won't shut up about it.

Sounds like they need a drink.

Sobriety may be popular in America, but it's the antithesis of French culture.

Maman used to put brandy in my baby bottle.

Hmm, that explains a lot.

Dry January was banned from France by order of President Macron.

So...

Just google it.

Thank you, Emily, but I don't think my parents will go for it.

Well, non-alcoholic drinks aren't just for sober people.

They're also for pregnant women.

Oops. Désolée.

It's fine. Really.

- No. Félicitations, Camille. - Merci beaucoup.

We already knew. Emily told us.

Oh, okay. Um, I think we're done here.

Yeah.

No, not eau gazeuse,

but do you have any alcohol-free drinks that taste like alcohol?

It's for research. I still think there's a market for a sober Chamère.

- Oh. - Let me ask the bartender.

Okay.

Deux verres de vin sans alcool, s'il te plaît. Merci.

Okay. Is it just me,

or did all of the men in Paris suddenly get a lot hotter?

They've always been hot.

You've just been busy gazing into Gabriel's green eyes.

Well, they're blue, but...

My point exactly.

I saw a lot more than just his eyes this morning.

You could have told me he was in our shower.

Oh, come on. I was doing you a favor.

You were meant to jump in and get wet with him.

Please. Maybe we could have been something at some point,

but he's gonna be a dad,

and with the way that Alfie challenged me at work,

I am so over both of them.

You're on a dick embargo?

If that's what you have to call it.

Well, buyer beware.

I tried that once, and it basically rained dicks.

Like, I was just swimming in...

Wine. Great timing.

Is this popular?

It's the first bottle we opened, so, no, not very popular.

But those pregnant ladies are drinking it.

That's just regular wine.

- Cheers. - Hmm.

- Hmm. Hmm. - Oh.

Heady.

Substantial. It's kind of like kombucha.

Tastes like rotten apple juice.

Okay. Check out this text my dad sent.

"Proud of you."

But that's nice, isn't it?

Well, no. He's just proud of me because I'm dating Nicolas.

He would love if I married into the royal family of fashion.

I don't think that's how he meant it.

Huh. That's exactly what he meant.

Look, I know my dad could be a lot worse.

- More like Nicolas'? - Exactly.

But I hate that he still gets under my skin like this.

Oh, excuse me. Um... I think we need some real wine, s'il vous plaît.

- Mmm. - Okay.

And tequila shots. Doubles.

Two. Okay.

Sun chairs on the side. And cabanas over there.

That's quite an investment.

It's not our money.

Yes, that's my concern. You've always been your own man.

Do you really want to have a boss?

A boss?

Who are you talking about?

JVMA, Louis de Leon...

Louis de Leon is my partner. He's not my boss.

What is your problem, Sylvie?

Do you not want me to open a club in Paris?

Worried I might overshadow you?

Laurent, I don't like the man.

And I don't trust him.

Trust me, then. Believe in me.

This isn't about you!

Of course, it's not.

I think that everything he's been doing, the club, offering to work together,

it's all been to buy my silence.

Your silence?

This has nothing to do with you.

The newspaper, Le Monde,

wants to ask me about his behavior with female subordinates.

Trust me, it's not pretty. I should know.

I don't think they have a story without me.

Oh, Luc!

Ah.

You live on a houseboat?

Yes.

Of course you live on a houseboat.

C'est par là.

See you next time.

- Salut. - Okay.

Salut.

By the way!

Should've thanked you for what you did for the restaurant.

Non, non, non, non.

You brought your friend who is a Michelin inspector, right?

Not a Michelin inspector.

No, she inspects Michelin tires. You got it wrong!

For Quality Assurance.

My mistake. I thought that...

Well, I'll leave you to your... bras.

Putain.

I can't believe you, Luc.

You only reached out to me to get your friend a star. You used me.

What? No, I didn't.

And he's not a friend. He's a client.

That's worst. That's insider dining.

But his food's Michelin-worthy. You said that.

I did. But we can't play favorites.

If Michelin discovers that my identity has been exposed,

and I've played a role in cheating the system,

your client will never get a star,

and his restaurant will become a black hole.

Marianne, wait!

I'm sorry. Marianne, please don't go.

You don't want me here.

I do. I love having you on my boat.

I don't even have a toothbrush here.

But, Marianne, what about tonight?

You'll still be my date at the Heartbreak ball?

- No. - No?

My anonymity is paramount.

I can't be seen with you anymore, Luc.

I'm losing everyone.

First you, now Marianne.

- Lost me? - Yes.

I'm here. Even though I've got to go back to work.

How is JVMA?

Oh, quel bordel.

Bordel...

It's... It's a brothel?

It also means a big mess.

You know, like me.

What? No, you're not, Luc.

I am sorry that you got dragged into this Michelin star business with Gabriel.

Did Marianne say anything about that? Is it gonna happen? Or...

Can you stop thinking about your chef for one second?

You're right. Too soon.

Are we okay?

I feel bad about you leaving.

Well, you should.

But it wasn't just about you.

I didn't feel valued,

and you shone a very big American spotlight on that.

So, merci.

You're welcome.

So, has Sylvie asked about me?

I tried to apologize to her, but she won't return my calls.

She's gonna be at the ball tonight. You could come and talk to her there.

You'll be in a mask.

- Ah. - So she won't even see you coming.

And you...

Café. Everything reminds me of Marianne.

Are you laughing?

Waiting for your Prince Charming?

Oui. His name is Jacques, and he has five stars.

- Oh, what a catch. - Mm-hmm.

Where are you off to?

Oh, the, um, launch party for Antoine's new perfume, Heartbreak.

That was tonight?

He invited me, but there's just no way I can leave the restaurant.

Need to keep up appearances for that star.

So it's a masquerade. Why?

You sound like Alfie.

A mask lets you hide.

You can just have fun and dance

and pretend to be someone without complications.

You think I'm complicated?

I just think you have a lot of responsibilities.

But this shouldn't be getting in the way of us.

"Us"?

My feelings for you haven't changed.

Have yours?

I think the only way that this "us" could work is...

if we were two different people.

Waiting for the perfect moment?

Excusez-moi?

Am I that obvious?

It's gonna be great, okay?

Sylvie loves you, even though she'd never say it.

At least that's what I keep telling myself. Bonne chance.

Un verre de champagne?

We're twinning!

Well, great minds dress alike.

The Glamera was a great idea, by the way.

Oh, yeah, let's see.

Trois, deux, un, prêts? Et pose!

Incroyable.

I'll see you later.

Okay. Oh!

That was amazing, Antoine.

I'm getting a little sick of Heartbreak.

What do you mean?

They spray it in my face for every photo.

I need some air.

Hurry up, just five minutes!

The influencers need influencing!

Hey, Cooper.

Hey.

This is pretty epic. I'm sorry I gave you a hard time about it.

You didn't understand my sophisticated vision.

Yeah, that went right over my head.

I've never seen you in a tux.

Wait till you see me dance in it.

["Hot Summer"

You're really good at that!

My mom was obsessed with Strictly Come Dancing.

Took lessons with her when I was 12.

That's adorable.

I think this fragrance is gonna be a big hit. You know what that means?

You're stuck working with me.

- And you're stuck in Paris. - Mmm.

Looks like that. That's not so bad.

I've missed seeing it through your eyes, though.

I heard you and Gabs aren't together.

I thought you would be by now.

No, we're not.

I'm sorry for acting the way I did at the tennis.

I felt like I was standing in the way of you two.

I get it. You were hurt.

I was heartbroken, Cooper.

I guess I'm in the right place. Ready for a double?

Double?

Hey!

Hey! Have either of you seen Antoine?

Then, go find him. Your influencers are getting impatient, Emily.

Yeah. On it. Okay.

Bonsoir.

How did you get away from the restaurant?

The restaurant?

What restaurant? You must be thinking of someone else.

Someone far more complicated than me.

Well, who are you, then?

I'm... David...

Guetta.

The DJ?

Uh, different David. I get that a lot.

And you are?

- Anna O'Leary. Middle school math teacher. - Hmm. Oh.

- Hmm. - Pleasure to meet you, Miss O'Leary.

From, uh, Ireland?

Sure. Yes.

But, please don't make me do the accent, though.

Um, you'll have to excuse me, David. I... I really must go find Antoine.

I hope we meet again soon, Miss O'Leary.

Marianne. I thought you couldn't be seen with me.

Thanks to this mask, I can be.

You put me in an impossible position.

I can't reveal my identity to Chef Gabriel.

That's against Michelin rules.

But I can't alert Michelin, as they'll fire me.

I would only take this risk for someone who I knew was truly committed to me.

I am. I'm committed, Marianne.

We don't even live together.

Then move onto the houseboat with me.

Really?

Yes, really.

I'll be right back.

Why?

Chef!

I've been to your restaurant many times, and it's good.

Some may say Michelin star good, but you need a top tier pastry chef.

- You didn't hear this from me. - Uh...

Thank you, whoever you are.

- Hey! Sorry I'm late. - Oh, hey.

Getting into this outfit was a two-person job. What'd I miss?

Turns out the masks go on and the true feelings come out.

Oh! Who are we talking about? Gabriel or Alfie?

Both.

I thought that I could move on from them, but they both mean so much to me and...

Now you have to choose?

Oh! Someone's living out their horny Bridgerton fantasies.

Are you kidding me?

Let's just go back inside.

Nicolas is on his way, so I'll see you in there.

And, Em... about your choice, don't overthink it.

Oh, Mindy.

Oh. Bonsoir.

I wanted to thank you for what you said to Emily.

Oh, God.

I say a lot of things to Emily. Was it about the hat she wore to work?

I am so sorry, I tried to stop her.

No. It was about the closet. At JVMA.

Oh. She told you that?

Yeah. I'm glad she did.

Men like Louis de Leon need to be held accountable for their actions.

Right.

Excuse me. I've got to go.

Don't worry, it's just water. No more Heartbreak to the face.

Merci, Emily.

Oh. Let's just... Okay. Good to go.

Allons-y.

Thank you for getting things back on track.

- Now we can relax and enjoy ourselves. - Mm-hmm.

Are you here with anyone tonight?

Oh. I...

I am. Yeah.

Good for you. Go and have fun.

♪ We get it on most every night ♪

Care to dance?

Are we still Anna and David?

Can it just be us?

♪ Dancing in the moonlight ♪

♪ Everybody here is out of sight ♪

Sometimes I wish there was nobody else. Just us.

Why can't it be?

♪ Everybody was dancing in the moonlight ♪

♪ Dancing in the moonlight ♪

♪ Everybody's feeling warm and bright ♪

♪ It's such a fine and natural sight ♪

♪ Everybody's dancing in the moonlight ♪

♪ We like our fun and we never fight ♪

♪ You can't dance and stay uptight ♪

♪ It's a supernatural delight ♪

I don't want to be stuck with you, I want you.

I should never have let you go. I made a huge mistake.

It didn't feel like a mistake to me.

Wait, you're not...

Oh, uh...

You thought I was Emily.

And this is why masquerade balls are a dumb idea.

Have a good night.

♪ Sent west ♪

♪ Senseless ♪

♪ And way out ♪

Julien? What are you doing here?

That's an amazing dress.

May I?

You may.

Um... I'm really sorry, Sylvie. I hate how we left things,

and you know how grateful I am for everything you've...

Julien, stop.

There's no need, we're good.

- We are? - Yes.

You're family.

The door is always open.

Thank you.

But you should know...

...it may not be the best time to join JVMA.

Be careful who you're dancing with.

I just saw the story.

Ah.

You did the right thing.

Oh. We'll see about that.

Excuse me.

LOUIS DE LEON HAS DESIGNS ON HIS FEMALE EMPLOYEES

Can you believe the shit people say about my dad?

It's pretty damning.

Are you okay?

People have been trying to bring my family down for years.

It's all lies.

I know it's hard to accept, but I think it's true.

- I heard things too. - You did?

Like, I'm sorry, but I don't think he's the man you thought he was.

You love your dad.

I love mine too,

but he has broken my heart more times than I care to remember.

It's terrible, but...

sometimes our dads disappoint us.

This is going to do so much damage, Mindy.

I know.

I'm gonna need you by my side.

And that's where I'll be.

As long as you're on the side that's right.

What is it?

Ah! This night, this carriage,

it just feels like a fantasy.

It's too good to be true.

Why can't it be?

Because tomorrow we're not Anna and David. We're back to reality.

Why don't we...

just forget about reality for one night.

And just stay in the fantasy.

I would love that.

♪ Dancing in the moonlight ♪

♪ Everybody's dancing in the moonlight ♪

♪ Dancing in the moonlight ♪

♪ Everybody's dancing in the moonlight ♪