I can't have someone living in my home who
continues to behave that way.
We should break up.
What?
Chad and I
broke up.
We cancelled the wedding.
I want to be with you.
You have one month to propose.
Good nachos.
Alright fine.
The truth is, I'm in Acapulco for a friend's memorial.
But...
ever since I got here
I've been working up the courage to see you.
Now you look like an "Assistant Head of Operations."
It's perfect. I can't believe you actually made this.
Break it up! Break it up!
Doña Nora, so sorry for coming over so early.
I didn't finish sewing Máximo's new uniform until late last night.
Did you know he has one arm that's three centimeters shorter
than the other?
Of course. I even had to get his confirmation suit special-made.
What? Seriously?!
You know you are always welcome over here.
Just keep your hands where God can see them.
Breakfast?
Leave it to Esteban! I made chilaquiles.
Unless you hate chilaquiles. In which case, I made scrambled eggs.
I just have to pick out the totopos.
As good as that sounds, we have to go.
It's my first morning running the staff meeting!
Wait! I feel like a terrible host. At least let me make you--
Lunch! Leave it to Esteban.
What can I do, right? My husband thinks of everything.
- The blessing! - Of course!
Deliver us from evil. Amen.
See you later. Many thanks. So lovely.
Good luck, my love!
I love you, mami!
They grow up so fast.
Okay, that's it!
I know you're stealing my shampoo!
The one with the red cap that lathers instantly, smells like mango
and leaves my hair silky smooth?
Esteban, that's my conditioner! You're stealing that too?!
Hey you! Instead of being the bathroom police, try cleaning your room!
I'm not a human laundry service!
Did you use my loofa?!
No!
Okay, so I'll meet you by the dumpsters at noon?
It's a date.
Here's hoping it isn't salted cod day.
...the "Crazy Mouse Roller coaster"
Remember to act professional. This guard is such a gossip.
What's up Memo!
Máximo? The ceviche guy? Of course. My brother told me all about you.
Nice to meet you. I didn't know Mr. Vera had a brother.
You're the fourth person to say that. Now I'm starting to feel insulted.
Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm embarrassed.
Don't worry about it. But, if you want to make it up to me, why don't you bring
me some of that legendary Acapulco ceviche?
In fact, why don't we do a little tasting? Right here. At sunset.
What are you doing?!
The laundry?
No offense, my bride, but that seems pretty obvious.
You said you were tired of being a "human laundry service."
And I thought "leave it to Esteban!"
But the kids like it a certain way!
You can't over-starch things because Máximo has a sensitive neck.
If you do, he'll get a skin rash on the back of his--
Okay, this one's fine. It's smooth, right?
It's almost like if lotion was in clothing form.
But the smell! Getting the right smell is tricky--
Oh, this is fresh.
It smells like hope.
Well I made you lunch. Do you want a tortita?
It's delicious.
Sorry, it's just I can't stop thinking about letting down Memo.
He was so excited to propose at the Window to the Sea.
My love, Memo's your best friend. He'll understand.
Okay, now I'm distracted too.
The seagulls are really intense this week.
Then can we stop doing this? Please?
Sneaking around was fun for a while
but I don't want to keep this secret anymore.
But it's like we're sexy spies!
"Sexy spies" don't do over-the- shirt stuff by a dumpster.
Don't you want other people to know how you feel about us?
How you feel about me?
Of course I do. It's just...
I feel like I'm becoming the girl who keeps
dating the higher-ups.
You see me as a "higher-up"?
I'm serious!
Ever since dating Chad, I'm afraid the staff sees me as an opportunist
but I have my own dreams.
I just don't think I'm ready to deal with all that judgment again.
One mint chocolate chip, please.
Mint chocolate chip coming right up, sir.
Thank you.
I love that you wanted to take an afternoon walk today.
Right? So nice. But I wish I could appreciate these plants a little more.
Maybe we can slow down a bit?
Sorry. I was a competitive speed walker in high school.
Know what? You're right to slow us down. I mean, what's the rush?
Now that Aunt Lupe said we can date
we can just take our time getting to know each other.
Think of all the "firsts" we still have ahead of us.
Our first sunset walk, our first road trip.
First concert where I get lost in a mosh pit and you have to fight
your way through it to save me.
Yeah. I mean, yours was super specific, but you get it.
Wow. This place is beautiful.
I agree.
Me too.
Let's go. We're chasing daylight.
Aunt Lupe?! What's going on?
Lupe, I'm not proposing today.
You were going to propose?!
One second, my love.
Look,
Your niece is the most important thing in the world for me.
But this is all happening too fast.
We need more time to learn about each other.
And enjoy ourselves without pressure.
So you're chickening out?
No! I've even got my abuela's ring.
Oh no!
Lupe...
I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
As my aunt.
But Lorena shouldn't be rushed into anything. It's not fair.
And when I do finally propose to her
I want to do it in a way that perfectly reflects how deeply I know her.
Fine. You can take your time. But give me the ring as collateral.
Máximo!
My brother was right about you.
You did an amazing job.
You thought of everything!
- I did? - That's right.
Impressive work, Máximo.
Look out, Don Pablo. This guy might come for your job one day.
That's the plan, Mr. Vera.
I don't know where to start.
How? When? Why?
When you moved the tasting to the beach,
you forgot your own warning about the seagulls.
So I created a backup event here
before our guests ever set foot on the beach.
But why didn't you warn me earlier?
Because sometimes, failure is the best teacher.
Máximo, you need to decide if you're here to be friends with the staff
or if you're committed to doing whatever it takes to help the hotel succeed.
This was your first strike.
I hope you don't get to three.
Oh God.
I was going to take the trash out because it seemed like a nice thing to do,
but for some reason I feel a deep shame.
Did I do something wrong?
No, my love. You're the perfect husband.
And that's the problem.
Well, I can be a way worse husband.
Bring me a beer now!
And make it cold!
Nope, can't do it. Please forgive me.
Actually, do you want me to get you a beer?
No, I don't want you to change, Esteban.
But when you're so helpful, it doesn't leave a lot for me to do.
Why isn't that a good thing?
Well, what I want to do is take care of my family and help you all.
I know it's silly, but it's like none of you need me.
Not even to do the chores.
What are you doing?!
Making a mess. That needs your immediate attention.
And don't leave it to Esteban!
You're crazy.
I just want you to be happy.
And for you to figure out what else you want from life.
And I can help by being less helpful.
Well, I do find cleaning to be therapeutic, to tell you the truth.
Oops! What happened here?
The flour fell!
Here comes some snowfall!
I can't see anything! Hold on.
I can't wait for the "honeymoon phase" to be over.
Very good, Mr. Gallardo.
If it's important to you, it's important to me.
You're worth waiting for. We can go as slow as you want, Julia.