[muffled hooofbeats]
[all cheering]
Yes!
["Come svaligiammo la Banca d'Italia Seq. 2" by Lallo Gori playing]
- Go, Nico! - [whooping]
[cheering]
[horse neighs]
Oh. Nico just touched that guy's stick.
Mallet. And that's hooking.
He just stopped him from scoring a goal.
- Oh, my God. Go, Nico! - [Nicolas speaks indistinctly]
He's so good at this. I think.
I don't know what's happening, but I love it.
[both chuckle]
[Mindy] Damn.
I don't know if it's the tight pants, boots or saddles,
but everyone looks sexy on a horse.
Oh, that reminds me. What you doing about Crazy Horse tomorrow night?
Mmm. Benoît helped me pre-record my vocals, so problem solved.
- Mmm. - No one's gonna notice I'm lip-syncing
when Hansel and Gretel pop out.
Please don't tell me you call them that.
- Why? What do you call yours? - [chuckles]
[music continues]
- [commentator] Goal! - [both squeal]
- Fantastic shot by Nicolas for France. - Whoo! That's my man!
- You guys are so cute. - [Mindy] Mmm.
You support him with the polo, he supports you when you're topless.
Oh, he's not coming tomorrow night. I told him not to.
Really? Why not?
Because I want to keep the mystery alive,
and it's hard to do in front of an audience of 300 people.
Yeah, makes sense.
Well, since there's definitely no mystery between us, I will be there.
And right now I'm just happy to be anywhere I won't run into Gabriel.
Yeah, especially if he's with Sylvie's hot stepdaughter.
Ugh. I can't stop picturing the two of them schmoozing at the restaurant.
Why was Genevieve there so late?
You work with her, just ask.
Ah, Gabriel and I aren't together anymore,
so technically he can schmooze with whoever he wants.
So can you.
Look around, there's a ton of cute guys
- prancing about here. - [chuckles]
- Pick one. - [horn blows]
[commentator] That's the end of the second chukka.
An intense period of play with France leading Italy 5-4.
Today's match is generously sponsored...
[Emily] Oh, my God, him!
Wow. Decisive.
- [Emily] No, no, I know him. - What?
He's the guy that rescued me at the top of the mountain in Megève.
The Italian Stallion? That's Nico's friend, Marcello.
Seriously?
Yeah, he's seriously hot. Good girl.
I was too petrified to notice.
["Poquitito" by Mara Del Rio playing]
[Emily] Huh.
[horse snorts]
I am definitely wearing the wrong kind of shoes for this.
Stomping divots is part of the polo experience.
What are the odds that I would run into Marcello again?
There's a bookie, if you want to find out.
- [chuckles] - Oh. [gasps] Great goal!
- [Nicolas] Thanks, babe. - [Mindy] Mmm! [chuckles]
[Nicolas] This guy almost knocked me off my horse.
It's called defense.
- [Mindy laughs] - Oh. Okay.
Emily?
Hi again. [chuckles]
- You know each other? - [Marcello] Of course.
The American girl from Megève.
Impressive memory.
- Well, you left quite an impression. - [both chuckle]
So, what happened in Megève?
Yeah, Emily, what happened in Megève?
Oh. I'm, um...
I'm a terrible skier and was plummeting to my death and he saved me.
It was quite heroic.
- Anyone would have done the same thing. - Not anyone. [chuckles]
- Nice. Um... - [Mindy] Hmm.
Mindy, there's someone I want to say hello to.
Excuse us.
Bye. [mouthing] He's hot.
When I was helping you down the mountain, you never mentioned you live in Paris.
Well, I was too busy screaming for my life.
[both chuckle]
- Uh, yeah, no, I'm from Chicago... - Ah.
...but I moved here for a job.
I work at a marketing firm called Agence Grateau.
- Ah. - Do you live here too?
- No, just visiting from Rome. - Oh.
I've never been to Italy, but I've been to Eataly. Does that count?
No, it does not. [laughs]
Well, when you visit, and you must, you have to come to Solitano.
It's a small village on the outskirts of Rome
where my family lives and works.
Oh, what do you do?
Uh, we... [clears throat]
[chuckles] We raise goats.
- So you're a goatherd? - Yeah.
Why do I not believe that?
Maybe because you've never met one before. Hmm?
So, did you ever find your boyfriend in Megève?
Yes, I did, and then I lost him.
We're, um... We're not together anymore.
Oh... Sorry to hear that.
Actually, not really. [chuckles]
He didn't deserve you.
What makes you say that?
If he did, he wouldn't have left you alone like that.
[gentle music playing]
Anyway, I'm not in Paris for long.
Can I see you before I leave?
Uh, yeah, I would love that.
[female announcer] Reprise, reprise.
Oh. I've got to get back out there.
Well, good luck. [chuckles]
Aw! You two seem to be getting along.
He asked me out.
- Oh, way to get back on the horse. - [Emily chuckles]
[upbeat music playing]
Bonjour. Um... Où est Camille?
[in French] How would I know? No one tells me anything!
They just come, go, invite friends, boyfriends, girlfriends.
Now I don't know who's with whom, and I don't want to know!
Hi.
Is everything okay?
Oh, ben!
Find me a new tenant and it will be!
With that, have a nice day.
[in English] Camille moved out? Where'd she go?
She hasn't told me.
I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye.
[sighs] I think she just, uh, needed a fresh start.
Maybe we all do.
["Hideaway" by Ourson playing]
♪ But I am too ♪
[sighs]
♪ Oh, I tried to make you stay... ♪
[song fades]
- [machine whirring] - Oh! Are you the office barista now?
The Bavazza people are coming in today and sent us their coffee to try.
Nothing beats an Italian espresso.
Not even a French roast?
Oh! [laughs sarcastically]
We may have beautiful cafés, but let's be honest, our coffee is shit.
No, it's subtle.
[quirky music playing]
Coffee is meant to accompany food, not overpower it.
Emily, which do you prefer?
Oh, I'm a Starbucks girl, sorry. [chuckles]
Quoi? Oh, no!
Why?
Judge all you want, but you haven't lived until you've had
a hot apple crisp macchiato with a pump of caramel.
It tastes like fall.
- You don't like coffee, you like sugar. - I like to celebrate the seasons.
- [sighs] - [music fades]
Hey, here's the final designs for the Chamère can.
Oh, thank you.
Hey, how did the rest of the shoot go at Gabriel's restaurant?
Oh, it went really well, actually.
Yeah, once he calmed down,
he was such a natural in front of the camera.
[Emily] Good to know.
Um, was it a late night?
[Genevieve] Um, not really.
Some of us stayed back for a drink.
And I'm sure that was fun. But, you know, it's important to remember
that we have to maintain boundaries with the clients.
Uh... Emily, it wasn't like that.
Look, I know you're hurt,
and I wish there was something I could do to help things between you and Gabriel.
He never would have said those things if he thought you understood the language.
No worries. I'm sorry you got involved at all.
Please, I just want to be helpful.
You can just think of me as your personal translator.
Perfect. [chuckles] Thanks.
Bonjour, Emily.
[uninterestedly] Genevieve.
[sighs] I think she's mad at me.
Oh, that's just Sylvie. You'll get used to it.
No, I've been staying at her place, and my dad's not even there.
He's in Saint-Tropez.
[inhales] I think I've overstayed my welcome.
[Emily] Mmm.
Would you know anyone with a spare room?
Oh, actually...
[hesitates] No. Um...
Finding an apartment in Paris is super tough. I'm sorry.
Well, if you hear of anything, please let me know.
[Emily] Mm-hmm.
[footsteps receding]
[sighs]
[camera shutter clicking]
["Te Faire Danser" by Camp Claude playing]
[mouthing] Sorry.
- [photographer] Okay, good. - [camera shutter clicking]
Okay. Come on.
You're representing France at Eurovision.
Show me winning smiles, right?
[camera shutter clicking]
Uh, something's not working.
[fan powers down]
"Mon Soleil." It's a love song, right?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Yeah, well, I am not seeing or feeling that love.
That's because we're not together.
Well, I have a boyfriend.
- Not him. - Not anymore.
[photographer] Look, I've been doing this for longer than I said I would.
If you wanna win, you've got to give voters a story.
Stories aren't always true, sweet peas.
That's fair. [chuckles] So, what should we do?
You, over there.
[Mindy] Okay.
- Yeah? - [photographer] One more. Yeah. Right.
A bit more. Keep going. Yeah. Wonderful.
Right. Now, you.
Sofa, sit down.
- Okay. - And you, there.
Get in there. Nice and close. Yeah.
You face her.
- Yeah, sure. - [photographer] Uh-huh.
Hand. Yeah, there. Lovely. Okay.
Now, stare into each other's eyes.
- [camera shutter clicking] - Hold it. Hold it.
[chuckles awkwardly]
[photographer] Okay. Yeah, better. Now.
Move in like you're about to kiss.
[song continues]
- Yeah, that's it. Lovely. Hold it. - [camera shutter clicking]
Hold it. Hold it.
Wonderful.
[song fades]
[upbeat Italian music plays]
[in Italian] Bavazza is synonymous with Italian luxury,
and we're thrilled to introduce it to the French market.
[man] Incredible.
Yes. Bravo. Your Italian is perfect.
Luc is a man of many talents.
[in English] Everyone speaks multiple languages?
Everyone but you.
What other languages do you speak?
I'm fluent in every language where it counts.
Of course, we are all aware of the long-standing rivalry
between the French and the Italians,
whether it's, uh, who has the best wine.
We do.
- [Luc] The best football team. - We do.
But there is one undeniable fact.
Italians have the best coffee.
- [woman] Mm. - Strong, deep, and beautifully complex.
Just like their women.
Mm, so charming.
How do you get any work done?
Somehow we manage.
[Luc] So, in the spirit of diplomacy,
we would like Bavazza to bring our two wonderful cultures together
and invite Parisians to show us their take on Italian espresso.
We are calling it How Do You Bavazza? [laughs]
Whether it's a latte in the Louvre,
a cappuccino in Les Catacombs, or a double shot in Sacré-Cœur.
Hmm. Not bad.
And could we get some images for our launch party?
- Great idea. - [woman] Mm.
[in Italian] Beautiful and smart.
[woman] Mm.
[in English] Uh, what else are we serving?
Italians rarely drink a cappuccino after 11:00 a.m., you know?
Ecco.
What about, um, espresso martinis? They're always so popular.
That's true, actually. My friends and I are obsessed with them.
Yeah. Um, we could call them Bavazzatinis.
I love it.
So do we.
Um, one more thing, and I don't wanna overstep here,
but we rep this amazing, young chef, Gabriel.
Emily, if you'd agree,
maybe it could be a fun idea to invite him to the party
- and include him in this campaign? - Oh.
Um...
Sure, um...
Why not?
We know you work with him, but, uh, what's so special about this chef?
He's, uh... hot.
- [woman] Ah. - Uh-huh.
But, um, just check out his Instagram.
[quirky music playing]
- Ah. - Ah. I see.
[music fades]
Oh. Gen, I really wish you'd run that by me before mentioning it.
I... I know. It just slipped out. Should I go tell them to forget it?
No, it wasn't a bad idea.
I just... I can't have you preemptively pitching brands for my client.
I'm sorry. But I thought you and Gabriel weren't communicating right now.
Way to speak up in there, Genevieve.
You are really learning from the best.
- Thank you. - [Julien chuckles]
[pleasant music playing]
[footsteps approaching]
Umberto Muratori.
Where did you get this?
Oh, it's just a gift from a friend.
Marcello Muratori?
You know him?
I know of him.
Oh!
This is what his family does. He said they're goatherds.
[laughs] Yeah. And their goats make the best cashmere in Italy.
In all of Europe, really.
I mean, it is unbelievably soft.
Yeah. No one can match their quality.
But their operation is very small.
They make limited stock that sells out immediately.
It's impossible to find their product, even here in Paris.
I had never heard of them before.
Yeah, I'm not surprised.
It's not the kind of cashmere you find at H&M.
It's quiet luxury. [inhales]
Wearing this is a signal you have exquisite taste.
So, why did Marcello send this to you?
Because I have exquisite taste, obviously.
At least you will now.
[breathes deeply]
["Tassels and Lace" by Steve Martin and Henrik Wikström playing]
[indistinct chatter]
Nicolas, I didn't know you were coming.
I wasn't going to,
but if this is important to Mindy, then I want to be supportive.
Well, I... I know that will mean a lot to her. [chuckles]
[cell phone chimes]
Oh. Um... Sorry. Please excuse me.
[Nicolas] Yeah.
It's almost curtain. Be quick.
- I will. Merci. Hey. - Okay.
[gasps] Emily. I'm screwed.
We prerecorded my vocals so that I could lip sync while I... you know.
Oh, release Hansel and Gretel.
Yes! But the audio file of my vocals isn't working.
[Mindy sighs]
Now, I'm gonna choke harder than I did on Chinese Pop Star.
[Benoît] Oh, you won't.
Hey. Try picturing the audience naked.
You always say that and that never works.
Especially when I am also naked.
- Ladies, first position. You, out. - [Mindy] Okay.
- [in French] Break a leg. - [Mindy sighs]
[in English] Em, what am I gonna do?
Just don't give it all away at once.
Keep them guessing and leave them wanting more.
That was my motto in high school.
Oh, my God. Of course you were a tease.
- No, I wasn't. I was a romantic. - [gasps]
You just gave me an idea. But I'm gonna need your help.
[quirky music plays]
[music fades]
[sultry version of "Oops!...I Did It Again" playing]
♪ Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Ooh Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ I think I did it again ♪
♪ I played with your heart Got lost in the game ♪
♪ Oh, baby, baby Oops, you think I'm in love ♪
♪ That I'm sent from above ♪
♪ I'm not that innocent ♪
- [audience cheering] - ♪ You see my problem is this ♪
♪ I'm dreaming away ♪
♪ Wishing that heroes, they truly exist ♪
♪ I cry watching the days You see, I'm a fool ♪
♪ In so many ways ♪
♪ 'Cause to lose all my senses ♪
- ♪ That's just so typically me ♪ - [mouthing]
- ♪ Oh, baby, baby, oops, I did it again ♪ - [audience cheers and applauds]
♪ I played with your heart Got lost in the game ♪
♪ Oh, baby, baby Oops, you think I'm in love ♪
- ♪ That I'm sent from above ♪ - [snaps fingers, mouths]
♪ I'm not that innocent ♪
[holds note]
[Emily] Um...
[audience cheers and applauds]
- [audience laughs] - Oh.
- [scattered whistles] - [music continues]
[mouthing] Thank you.
- ♪ Oops, I did it again ♪ - [audience laughs]
♪ To your heart Got lost in this game, oh, baby ♪
- ♪ Oops, you think that ♪ - [laughter]
- ♪ I'm sent from above ♪ - [audience cheers and applauds]
♪ I'm not that innocent ♪
[song ends]
- Whoo! - [all] Bravo!
[cheering]
[mouthing] So good. Oh, my God.
- Oh, you were amazing up there. - I wasn't up there alone.
- You two make a great team. - [Mindy and Emily Squeal]
[gasps] Nico. You came.
Of course.
I am so proud of you.
And you were so sexy up there.
Thank you.
And you're here too.
Yeah, I was just leaving, actually.
[Emily] Yeah, me too.
- I love you. - [Mindy] Love you too.
He was just here to help me with playback in case I needed it.
It's fine.
I just think it's a little weird how he's always around, that's all.
- ["Hideaway" by Ourson playing] - ♪ And I know you see yourself ♪
♪ The way I do ♪
You okay?
Nope. [chuckles]
I had someone great, and I... I let her get away.
♪ I am too ♪
[Emily sighs]
♪ Oh, I tried to make you stay ♪
♪ But you hide away... ♪
[Emily] And over there is the famous spot where I dropped my crepe and cried.
I was very drunk.
- You could make money off this tour. - [both chuckle]
I'm learning so much about you.
And I learned so much about you too today, lonely goatherd.
My boss told me about your
- family's cashmere company. - Oh. [chuckles]
Is that how you met Nicolas? In the fashion industry?
Sort of. We met when we were studying at the London School of Economics.
- [Emily] Oh! - Mmm.
How does London stack up against Rome?
Have you been?
[inhales] Not yet.
We need to get you out of Paris more often, Emily. [chuckles]
London is amazing.
I had a great flat, great friends,
partied hard, dropped my fair share of crepes.
- [Emily] Oh! - [chuckles]
For a while, I thought I'd live there forever.
What changed?
- I got homesick. - Oh.
Even though London was better for my career, I...
I missed Solitano. [chuckles]
Everyone there is like family,
and I guess I... I had to leave to realize... [inhales]
...how much I belong there.
- [chuckles] - What about you?
Do you miss Chicago?
Yeah, I do. But now,
- Paris is my favorite city in the world. - Oh. [laughs]
Only because you haven't been to Rome.
- Oh. - Yet.
- [Emily] Hmm. [chuckles] - Hmm?
So, tour guide, what's the next stop?
[sighs] Ah. I like running across Pont Alexandre early in the morning
- when I have it all to myself. - Oh!
I do the same on Ponte Garibaldi.
From one spot, you can see Ponte Sisto and the Sistine Chapel.
Oh! I bet that's gorgeous.
- More beautiful than you can imagine. - [both chuckle]
- Oh, my God, it's almost morning. - Oh.
Oh, there's one more place you have to see. Come on.
["Hey Toi" by Sleeping playing]
[Emily panting]
[Emily sighs]
I know it's a Paris cliché, but I... I couldn't resist.
- Well, clichés exist for a reason. - [Emily chuckles]
- [Marcello] This is gorgeous. - [Emily] Oh.
Uh, I've...
I've got to go home.
I'll need about a gallon of coffee to make it through today.
[both laugh]
Oh, speaking of, um, my company is hosting a party for Bavazza tonight.
Please come. You'll feel right at home.
I'd love to, but I'll actually be home.
I'm flying back to Rome today.
Oh.
I wish we had more time.
- [sighs] - I wish we had more time too.
[mellow song playing]
Well, then, we'll always have Paris.
[both chuckle]
♪ This metamorphosis ♪
♪ I fell two steps behind... ♪
[Mindy] So now you've been with a French guy,
a British guy, back to French, and now Italian?
You're really stamping your passport, huh?
There was no stamping, okay?
We just talked and walked and, uh, you know, did an uphill sprint.
Aw, that sounds like your dream date.
Maybe next time you should both get all sweaty
and run a half marathon together.
- Stop. - [giggles]
- How was the rest of your night? - Mm.
Nicolas seemed a little tense after the show.
He was.
He doesn't like me hanging out with my ex.
But I told him that Benoît's gonna be around,
especially with Eurovision.
You know, he's not gonna just disappear.
And how did he take that?
Not well. [chuckles] But he'll have to get used to it.
I... I care about Benoît.
Just because we're not together doesn't mean I don't want him in my life.
Yeah, I feel the exact same way about Gabriel.
But every time I see him, it still hurts.
It's going to take time, Em.
["Vai Ser Muito Bom (Yuksek "Bloco" Remix)" by Les Hiboux playing]
[indistinct chatter]
[loudly] Emily! Hey!
Oh, great party, no?
I'm having the best time, guys!
Have you had a Babazzatini? They're delicious, guys.
How many have you had?
Uh, way too much. He's gonna be up all night.
I'm living la dolce vita.
- Thank you for a wonderful party. - [Luc] Oh!
If you're happy, we're happy.
It's too bad you don't have an office in Roma.
Yeah.
[in Italian] I'd love to continue this relationship.
[Luc] Quoi?
[in English] What did she just say to you?
We were just talking business, yeah?
But don't tell Marianne, huh? Shh. Please.
Bianca!
[mellow music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
Hey. [sighs]
Hey.
Thanks for coming.
Thanks for sending me a Bavazza machine for the restaurant.
I can't take credit. [chuckles] That was Genevieve's idea.
[Gabriel chuckles softly]
Look, I know things have been awkward between us,
but I really don't want them to be.
Emily, I know you don't like things to be messy,
but do you really think it's gonna be that easy?
[Gabriel inhales deeply]
Maybe it's best if we have our own space for now.
Spend some time alone. Figure out what we both want.
[man] Buona sera.
Marcello, I thought you were flying to Rome.
I'd rather miss a flight than a party.
[Emily chuckles]
Wow.
You wore the scarf.
Oh. Mm. Yeah. [chuckles]
Sei bellissima.
Grazie.
Oh! Um...
Marcello, this is Gabriel.
- Oh. - [Emily] Gabriel, Marcello.
- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.
- You're with Bavazza? - No, no.
I know Emily from Megève. It's a funny story, actually.
- It's actually not that funny. - [Gabriel chuckles]
Listen, her boyfriend left her on a mountain when she couldn't ski.
Lucky she wasn't hurt.
Can you believe that? What a jerk.
- Oh. Uh... - [Gabriel and Marcello chuckle]
Yeah.
- I completely agree. - [Marcello] Hmm.
Have a nice night, you two.
[gasps]
Can you just excuse me?
[mellow music playing]
[sighing]
["Revoir Paris" by Charles Trenet playing]
[sighs]
[Sylvie exhales]
Marcello Muratori. Sylvie Grateau from Agence Grateau.
Ah, you work with Emily.
She works for me, but yes.
[in Italian] I've admired your family's brand for a long time.
And you've clearly lived in Italy.
[in English] Rome, years ago. It was love at first sight.
There's a lot to love about Rome.
Actually, I was referring to an Umberto Muratori
- boat neck sweater I bought there. - Ah.
[chuckles] And I still wear it to this day.
That's very kind of you.
- So, what brings you to Paris? - [Marcello] Uh...
Polo and exploring some business opportunities.
- Ah. - Hmm.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I should find Emily.
Certo.
- Nice to meet you, Sylvie. - [Sylvie] Arrivederci.
There you are.
Oh. [chuckles] Sorry, I was just coming in to find you.
I'm actually on my way out.
- Oh. - I wish I could stay longer,
but I'll miss my flight if I don't leave now.
When are you coming back to Paris?
Not sure. [exhales] When are you coming to Rome?
Well, there's a fantasy.
I'm serious.
Come this weekend. I'll send you a ticket.
Don't do that. That's crazy. [chuckles]
It's my turn to be the tour guide.
I'll show you all the best places. And forget about crepes.
We'll be eating pizza.
That does sound tempting. [chuckles]
Tell me you'll think about it.
["Electrical Love" by Napkey playing]
I'll think about it.
[Emily chuckles]
See you soon, then.
- In Roma. - [chuckles]
♪ We fall in love, we fall in love We fall in love, we fall in love ♪
♪ I feel so close to you ♪
♪ Love at first sight ♪
♪ I just barely know you ♪
♪ I feel so close to you ♪
♪ Oh, my star ♪
♪ It's electrical love ♪
♪ I feel so close to you ♪
♪ Love at first sight ♪
♪ I just barely know you ♪
♪ I feel so close to you ♪
♪ Oh, my star ♪
♪ It's electrical love, electrical love ♪