They're all cracked, Luc. That's the design.
So clever.
Sun chairs on the side. And cabanas over there.
That's quite an investment, isn't it?
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?
Are you worried I might overshadow you?
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.
And I don't think they have a story without me.
You live on a houseboat?
Yes.
Of course you live on a houseboat.
See you next time.
By the way!
I should have thanked you already for what you did for the restaurant.
You brought your friend who is a Michelin inspector, right?
No, she's not a Michelin inspector.
No, she inspects Michelin tires. You got it wrong!
For the Quality Assuarance department.
Oh. My mistake. I thought that...
Well, I'll leave you to your...
bras.
Julien? What are you doing here?
That's an amazing dress.
May I?
You may.
I'm really sorry, Sylvie. I hate how we left things,
and you know how grateful I am for everything you've done for me...
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.
You did the right thing.
We'll see about that.
Excuse me.