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["Deux êtres à part"

The humble apple is a pride of our chef's homeland,

so we're calling this A Taste of Normandy.

Oh! Haven't you sampled enough of Normandy's goods?

But looks can be deceiving.

I really thought it was an apple.

- It's a trompe-l'oeil. - Excusez-moi?

It's French for "to deceive the eye."

- An optical illusion. - Ah.

Some wine, perhaps?

Oh, yes, please.

Let me open it for you.

- Oh! - What?

It's chocolate.

Wow. Kind of wish it was wine, though.

- Ladies, bon appétit. - Merci.

Mmm!

He's driving me crazy.

I'm sorry for the magic show.

- Mm-mm! - Why? We loved it.

A wine bottle made out of solid chocolate? Who'll eat that?

It feels a little too much.

No, it was wonderful.

You should send one to the woman at the table over there.

You remember Luc's girlfriend is the Michelin inspector?

- Mmm! - She's already been here three times.

- That's a good sign, right? - Yeah.

I don't want to get my hopes up.

Well, maybe a little taste of Normandy will sweeten your chances.

I guess it can't hurt.

You never stop, huh? You're like a feisty little pug.

- Pugs are actually quite lazy. - Oh.

I'm more of a terrier. We live to work.

Oh, yeah, you do.

You're just like my friend, Li, who's joining us for a drink.

- She lives in London now... - Ah.

...and she's become a bit of an entrepreneur.

Oh, I would love to hear more about that.

Trust me. You will.

Don't open that. You'll flatten my soufflés.

- Hey! - Oh! Bonsoir!

- Mwah! - Hi. It's so good to see you again.

It's good to see you too.

- We ordered you some wine. - Oh!

Not that.

- What is... Mmm. - Here we go.

No! I don't believe it.

- Bon appétit. - Um...

- Excuse me. I will be right back. - Mm-hmm.

- Mmm! Hey! - Cheers!

Pretty impressive desserts, right?

Unbelievable.

Gabriel is heading in the right direction.

Towards the star?

That's all up to the Michelin gods.

That's it? There's... nothing I can do?

Actually, there's one thing you can do.

It's on me.

Or Agence Grateau, if Sylvie will let me expense it.

Oh, good luck with that.

Well, that was the most expensive meet-and-greet.

I hate when things are out of my control.

Sounds like you need something to dig your little terrier teeth into. Li?

Okay. I'm trying to launch

- a skincare product in Paris. - Oh.

I've only sold direct to customers so far,

but I have investors backing me, and can afford a French marketing firm,

maybe even Agence Grateau.

Oh, so this drink was a trompe-l'oeil.

- A what? - It's okay.

When Em learns a new French phrase, she loves to apply it to everything.

Guilty. But I would love to hear more about the product.

Okay.

Every time I go to open the oven,

he screams that I'm going to flatten his precious molecular soufflés.

Oh.

Move-in day?

Yeah. At least we're not going far.

Let me help you.

Merci.

- Hi. - Hmm.

So, this is going to be the nursery.

Uh... Or my art studio.

Babies don't need light.

All they do is sleep. A cupboard would do.

And, yes, we need furniture.

That's why we're going to the Marché aux Puces de Saint-Ouen.

I love that flea market. It's huge.

- Mm-hmm. - Unlike this place.

- Well, I'm gonna go to work. - Yeah.

- See you later. - See you later.

- Good luck at the market. - Thank you.

Yeah, actually, I'll follow you out

because we still have more stuff at Gabriel's.

I found something of yours while I was unpacking.

- Here. - Non, non.

I want you to keep it.

It was your grandmother's. It belongs in your family.

We're going to be a family, you keep it.

Merci.

Bonjour.

Here he is!

We're so glad you're back.

Me too.

I'm gonna miss having my own office, though.

Or my old desk.

Oh. Yeah.

- It was nice while it lasted. - Bzzz!

Oh, Sylvie, we have a new client coming in today.

I know. I got your calendar invite.

But you didn't accept it.

Okay... Accept.

It's this amazing face moisturizer called Kadiance.

I know. I hit accept, didn't I?

- Luc. - Yeah?

Can I talk to you in my office, please?

- You mean just you and me? - Oui!

But why?

Laurent and I have been so busy opening his club

that we didn't celebrate his birthday.

I want to take him somewhere special for dinner.

Ah. D'accord.

You need a recommendation?

More like a reservation. At a place where it's impossible to get a table.

I was hoping your friend, Marianne,

could use her connections...

Sure, of course!

I'm delighted to be able to help you.

Thank you.

She asked for a favor? That's good.

You need a better relationship with Sylvie to get a raise.

She just rehired Julien.

I'm not sure it's the right time to ask for more money, you know?

If not now, when?

I will call L'Ambroisie.

By the end of the night, you will get the raise you deserve.

You think?

Huh? Marianne? Marianne?

And under the eyes, Kadiance immediately softens dark circles.

Which I didn't have, to begin with.

Our online sales are strong,

but gaining retail shelf space is proving a challenge.

Well, it's a competitive market.

What?

No, nothing. You're just so shiny.

Is she supposed to be that shiny?

Yes.

Matte is out. Wet is in.

It's a Korean beauty trend called glass skin.

- All K-beauty influencers are doing it. - Mmm.

- Oh. - Thanks to hyaluronic acid,

peptides, and antioxidants,

it not only protects and plumps,

it locks in moisture for full glassification.

It could be the next La Mer.

We just need to get it in front of the same high-end cosmetics consumers

so they can try it.

Well, I have a contact at Galeries Lafayette.

- Whoa. - Oh, my God. Really?

But sampling events are expensive and not always efficient.

I understand the risk.

All right, I'll make the call.

Oh, my God.

But, like, how shiny am I?

Very shiny.

Oh, yeah.

So, what do you think?

It goes on and on.

Where do we even begin?

With that.

Oh, my God!

It's a little early for children's furniture when we don't have

actual furniture.

But it's so cute.

Okay, come on. Let's be practical.

Oh!

Look at this easel.

Oh. Feel it. Feel it.

It's French oak and iron.

Wouldn't this look stunning on the window facing the square?

I thought we were being practical?

Yes, I am.

I would use this.

What?

I've already said this room is a nursery.

Yes, and it will be.

When the baby is... born.

You're starting to sound like you don't even want a baby.

No, Camille.

Look, I get it.

You were dragged into this. But lately, you've been kind of negative,

saying things like, "The baby can sleep in a cupboard."

That was a joke.

Was it, though?

Yes.

Oh, my God. Buy the damn rocking horse if it means so much to you.

I will.

Good.

♪ Keep it rough ♪

♪ A wildfire in my soul ♪

♪ After there's a storm ♪

♪ Keep it rough ♪

Seriously?

How did you get a reservation?

I have my ways.

Mmm.

Bonsoir.

- Good evening. Welcome to L'Ambroisie. - Merci.

Your name, please?

Grateau. For two.

Oh. I have you down for four.

Four?

Yes.

The other members are already seated...

Over here.

Hi.

Oh, mon dieu.

Let's go. Let's find somewhere else.

Non, non.

We're here now, so let's have a good time.

On y va?

Hey, Laurent.

- Ça va? - Ça va bien. Bonsoir. Bonsoir.

Have a seat.

This is so thoughtful, Luc.

What an unexpected surprise.

It's not Luc's fault.

Unfortunately, I can't make a reservation and not be present.

Of course.

But don't worry. They always look after me here.

You're about to have a meal you'll never forget.

I'm sure.

Sorry to make you wait.

It's fine, really.

I thought I'd be done by now, but we still have tables.

People must be talking about these new desserts.

Word of mouth travels too slow.

The apple. I made it with icing,

and finish with a delicate chocolate stem and a little mint.

Et voilà.

Perfect on all sides. Like me.

See you later.

Ah, so you're the reason we're fully booked.

Just doing my job.

Yeah, and I feel like Fabien's doing mine.

Taking over my kitchen with his soufflés and chocolate wine bottles

that are so expensive to make, I lose money when someone orders one.

I need a drink. Can we go out tonight?

I'd like to take you to my favorite late night spot.

It better not be the roof again.

No. Unless you insist.

A sweet treat to end the degustation.

More.

- Look at those. - I can't eat another bite.

And I can't help myself.

This is one of the best meals I ever had. Fine food and even finer company.

The pleasure was all ours.

And dinner is our treat.

Oh! Well, that's so nice.

I hope someday we can return the favor.

Sure.

I want a raise.

Uh...

What Luc is trying to say is that he's been loyal to you, Sylvie,

far more than Emily or Julien.

Yes.

And he would love to explore opportunities

to expand his role and remuneration at Agence Grateau.

- Exactly. - Oh.

I see.

But my husband's birthday dinner is hardly the appropriate place

to have this conversation.

Let's find another time to discuss this.

Yeah. Sure.

L'addition.

Thank you for comping our meal.

We wouldn't want one of those precious stars to collapse.

Or explode.

You've got some nerve, Marianne.

I'm sorry, do I know you?

This woman is a fraud.

What?

She is not.

She's a Michelin inspector.

She used to be.

She was fired last year for insider dining.

I'm sorry. How do you know this?

Because I am a Michelin inspector.

You're meant to be anonymous. I'm reporting you.

Please, go ahead. Report me.

I look forward to that.

Enjoy your evening.

We weren't able to comp the meal on this occasion.

Thank you for dining with us.

Luc.

Oh, mon dieu.

I can't afford this.

At least not without a raise.

I'll get this.

Merci.

Our conversation will have to wait.

And so will Gabriel's Michelin star...

I imagine.

What's going on?

I came to Paris because I was worried about you.

I was not planning to move here.

Especially not across the hall from your ex.

So that's it?

You're leaving?

Yeah, I'm going home.

Sofia, wait. Can we discuss that?

You know, you could come with me, if you want,

to Athens.

Paris isn't the only place to raise a child.

You know I can't do that.

Because of him.

Because you can't live more than two blocks away from Gabriel,

let alone 2,000 miles.

- You're not being fair. - Oh!

Camille. You are an amazing woman.

But I have a life in Athens.

Let me know when you're ready to join me there.

I'm so sorry, Luc.

Why did you lie, Marianne?

Because you wanted me to be this thing. It impressed you so much.

I would be with you. No matter what.

So if you don't work for Michelin, what do you do?

How many times do I have to tell you?

I work for the phone company.

You're crazy.

I know.

Yeah, you know that, huh?

I know.

- Oh, Bouillon Chartier, huh? - Yeah.

I didn't think this was your kind of spot.

I always see a line outside.

Not at this time of night.

This is where we unwind

- after a long shift. - Oh.

- Hey! Ça va? - Hey! Oh!

- Hugo! You sexy beast! - Look who's coming.

Yeah, man! All right, all right.

Emily, this is Hugo.

Don't trust anything he says.

- Bonsoir. - Bonsoir. Enchanté.

Um, am I allowed to be here?

I'm not violating some secret chef club code of conduct, am I?

Ma'am, you're breaking all the rules.

But we'll make an exception

because Gabriel rarely comes by these days.

Too busy stargazing.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Come on, Gabriel. Give me a break.

L'Esprit de Gigi is on the short list and you know it.

There's a short list? Is that posted somewhere?

It's just chef's gossip.

Well, it's a very small, incestuous community.

Not that we're all sleeping together...

...even though we are.

Hey.

So, down those.

And catch up, because we are playing

- Biscuit! - Biscuit.

- Oh, boy. - Oh, yeah.

Biscuit?

- Santé! Santé. - Cheers.

- Biscuit! - Biscuit!

Oh!

Sorry.

All right, Michelin man. You're up.

I'd like to take this opportunity to say...

There are rumors going around, but what's most important for me

is a high quality restaurant

that people want to come back to time after time. That's it.

- Sure. - Bien sûr.

- Sure. - Okay.

And a star would be nice too.

Yeah.

And I hope... And I hope it happens for you, because when that call comes in, guys,

- your life completely changes. - Mm-hmm.

- Yep. - It already has.

Aw!

Ah, please, shut up. Yes, shut up. Just for...

You shut up.

Who knew chefs could be so fun?

Uh...

Aw! It's so beautiful.

It's funny that Pont Neuf means new bridge when it's the oldest one in the city.

Live music and a French history lesson?

What a night.

I just wanna freeze this moment,

standing here with you.

I love you, Emily.

I hope you know that.

I do now.

I love you too, Gabriel.

I won't be able to play that game ever again.

What? I... No.

I was pretty impressed with myself.

I'm not sure.

Thanks again for tonight. I had a really great time.

Me too.

And Kadiance is perfect for lymphatic draining

and softening dark circles.

Which I don't have.

It's rare for an unknown brand to catch on this quickly.

Let's see how sales go.

I usually don't take referrals from friends,

but you made the right call, bringing Li in. Hmm?

Merci. I'm glad the risk was worth it.

Have you two tried Kadiance yet?

- Oh, no. - Not yet.

Well, you can't market it without feeling that glass skin glow.

Come on.

Ooh.

Um, are we sure Li's product is what she says it is?

- Hmm? - Because you reminded me of something,

so I did some digging, and you both need to see this.

Luc. Viens par là.

Quoi?

Li was on Fox's Lair last year.

Ooh, what's Fox's Lair?

You Americans call it Shark Tank.

Must you relabel everything?

Thanks to hyaluronic acid, peptides, and antioxidants...

What she said to us.

That is the same product.

- Yeah, wait for it. - It's absolutely fantastic.

It protects, plumps, and locks in moisture

for sensual arousal and mutual pleasure.

This is some face cream.

Well, I tried it at home with my husband, and we loved it.

We were slipping around the sheets all night.

Oh, God.

But the profit margins are too low.

I'm not going to Harrods to buy personal lubricant.

Kadiance is... is lube?

Face lube.

And my question to you is...

I had no idea, I swear.

...why would you use...

The beauty market is very hard to penetrate,

but this product is really pushing through.

Hmm.

And look at my skin. I look like a baby.

Like you were just born.

Margaux, there is something we need to tell you.

You may wanna sit down.

We think we should raise the price.

Yeah.

I was thinking the same thing.

Yeah, yeah, the more people want it, the harder it should be to get.

Agree.

Our shelves are pretty tight,

but I think we can slip it through the back door.

Hmm.

Thank you for sliding it in.

I can't believe we got away with this.

I feel so cheap.

Do you wanna tell Margaux the truth?

No, of course not.

I'm just worried you're rubbing off on me. I don't know if I like it.

Oh, Emily, you must feel like everyone is out to deceive you, huh?

Uh... No. Why would you say that?

You didn't tell her?

Luc, it's your mess, not mine.

Uh, let's... let's talk about it tomorrow.

Talk about what?

It's a little bit awkward.

Or maybe you will laugh.

Uh, it turns out Marianne's not a Michelin inspector anymore.

Ha-ha.

I don't understand. What are you saying?

He's saying she's a fraud.

What about Gabriel?

Does that mean he's not getting a star?

- But... - Emily.

Please keep your cool and let me explain.

It began with a passionate love affair.

It's... What?

I've been under a lot of stress. Um...

Almost got married.

Moved house.

- Going through a breakup. - Mm-hmm.

And this morning, I started spotting...

- Ah. - ...which made me worry about the baby.

You're pregnant?

Oui.

I should have come in sooner.

- You did a home pregnancy test? - Mm-hmm.

I'm a bit lost right now.

Understandably.

Come on, let's have a look.

So I just had an appointment with my gyno.

Well, I'm not pregnant.

- Mmm. - Oh, là là.

Camille.

What? I'm sorry. What happened?

Nothing happened. I was never pregnant. That's it.

What did she say?

She said that test I did must have been a false positive,

that it was rare,

but could have been caused by medications I'm taking.

And I didn't get my period because of stress.

Oh, là là.

It's been a stressful time for you.

Are you okay?

My whole body felt different. I was so sure I was pregnant.

I was sure.

I'm sure it will happen one day.

Okay?

How did Gabriel take the news?

Camille.

I haven't told him yet because...

he was so happy, so excited about this,

and has been so supportive.

And then the baby has been keeping us in each other's lives.

- I have no idea what'll happen now. - Attends, Camille.

Breathe. You're gonna take some time for yourself first.

And when you're ready, you'll break the news to Gabriel.

Hey, this is a nice surprise!

Uh, I'm not so sure about that.

Is everything okay?

Not really. Um...

Luc's girlfriend isn't a Michelin inspector, after all.

She was fired a year ago,

and she's been pretending to be one ever since.

Why would she do that?

I don't know. To impress Luc?

All I know is that you're not getting a star.

Uh...

All that time and... and effort and money.

I know. I'm really sorry.

Would you excuse me for a second?

What are you doing?

Non, non, non, non!

You opened it!

My soufflés!

Non, non, non.

My soufflés.

In my restaurant.

Now pack up your bag of tricks, and get out of my kitchen.

You're fired.

Allez!

["Deux êtres à part"

Honestly, I'm so relieved.

Drinks are on me!

Oui!

I've never seen him so happy. He should lose a star more often.

I think he's putting up a strong front,

- and reality will set in tomorrow. - Hmm.

- I'm gonna go check on him. - Mm-hmm.

Mmm. Mmm, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Ooh!

Wow.

Have some champagne.

- Hey! - Bonsoir!

Grab a drink, it's a party.

They're engaged?

What? No. Can you imagine?

Oh, my God.

- What is he celebrating then? - Camille!

Hey!

I'm not getting a Michelin star.

Oh. Is that good?

Yes. Yes, that's good. That's... that's very good.

It was too much pressure.

And I fired Willy Wonka over there, so cheers to that.

Listen, honestly,

I have everything I need.

I have a great restaurant,

a smart, beautiful... girlfriend...

...and a baby on the way.

Mmm.

I'm the luckiest man alive.

Champagne?

Um... No. Not for me. Thank you.

Baby.

- Cheers. - Cheers!