It's fine, love. I'm actually looking forward to this.
I'm an artist.
I know I see you in normal clothes all the time…
but seeing you in them here?
Wow. You look great.
Thank you, love.
Well, good to know I look good
because I stayed awake all night.
My sewing machine died
and I spent an hour in vain on a silk dress.
That is so… long?
Short?
I'm gonna settle on long.
Hey!
Why don't you go to my house
and use my mom's sewing machine?
Oh, thank you,
but I don't want to be an imposition.
Also, I don't know if
your mom even likes me.
She likes you.
Oh, wow, now I think she hates me.
No, my mom doesn't really know you.
Except that you keep turning down invitations to join us at church.
I'm just not as religious as her.
Jesus isn't as religious as her.
Sorry, Jesus.
But this could be good.
She'll be happy to have you around.
And maybe you'll get a chance to bond.
Who knows?
But, okay, I'll head over there.
Thank you, love.
Who's the sweetest boyfriend…
NO CUDDLING!
Sorry, it's just…
Chad hasn't seen us together since he got back.
I'm not sure how he's going to react.
Yeah, you're right.
Chad can be very unpredictable.
This is… unpredictable.
He looks like a Scandinavian Jesus.
Sorry again, Jesus.
Let me know when you get tired of smiling up there.
the snake dance
If you're still mad things didn't work out
between your mom and I…
- It's not that. - I'm sorry.
Well, then?
I didn't invite you to my wedding because…
after years of you missing dinners, birthday parties,
even FaceTime dates. For…
some business thing…
I didn't want to be disappointed again.
Look
I know I let you down, Paloma…
I think that's why I'm telling this story.
Not as an excuse
but so you understand how I changed.
It all started that day
Don Pablo pulled me aside for urgent business.
I tried to handle it as professionally as possible…
I'm very sorry, Señora.
We will handle this.
Is she okay?
What happened?
Oh my God. Is that person…?
Deceased. Yes.
And with all the families here today
we need to get this body out as discreetly as possible.
We?!
What? Isn't this a job for the paramedics?
Máximo.
We're selling a fantasy.
The last thing our guests want to see
are ambulances, police cars and body bags.
And we're sure this guy is 100% dead?
Yep, that's a dead person.
First one I've seen alive.
I mean dead.
Well…
now that you've pronounced him dead
we have to move him. Quickly!
Of course we can't take the guest elevator
so we have to take this hallway to the service elevator.
And then come out through the staff entrance.
They'll be waiting for us there.
But how are we going to get the body there without anyone noticing?
Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Yeah, Lupe can really sing.
Oh, you mean the cart! Right!
Julia! What are you doing here?
Oh, Máximo didn't call you?
I'm sorry to bother you, Doña Nora, but
is there any chance I could use your sewing machine?
Mine broke and I'm just--
Of course!
Absolutely you can use it.
- Are you sure? - Come on in. Of course!
I don't want to disrupt you
in the middle of painting…
a scarecrow on fire?
No! Disrupt me!
Disrupt me!
In fact, I'd love to help you.
Please let me help.
It's La Virgen de Guadalupe, by the way.
Oh, yeah!
I see it now.
But why is she on fire?
It's not fire.
It's her holiness.
Her celestial halo.
Oh, it turned out great.
I'm sorry! I've never done this before.
Have you?
These things happen, Máximo.
Remember the cowboy wedding?
Two bodies.
Who helped you that time?
No, don't tell me!
I already know too much!
Oh, no! Did it break down?
That's odd…
Should we wait here until it's fixed?
Sure.
Let's wait by the blaring alarm
with a dead body.
We can't get this guy down the stairs.
What do we do?
The only thing we can do is…
Take the guest elevator.
The guest elevator.
Doña Nora, this technique is so much more efficient.
You are a great seamstress.
Thank you, my love.
When I lost my husband, I had to get creative.
I'd sell things that I sewed and embroidered
But what really kept me busy
was Máximo when he was younger. He was so clumsy.
I had to patch a lot of elbows.
He's still clumsy.
He tripped over his pants the other day when we were…
buying more pants.
I'm glad you're taking him shopping.
Máximo has terrible taste.
But not when it comes to women.
It's ready. I'm done.
Oh wow! At this rate, we'll be done in no time.
What do you think?
Oh. You made some… changes.
Yes, I hope it's okay.
Maybe you didn't realize,
but as I was making the dress
I noticed it was coming out…
a little slutty.
And I thought, Julia doesn't want her customers to look like
the Whore of Babylon.
The who?
Revelation: Chapter 17, Verse 5?
Anyway, I made a small adjustment.
But it came out better, don't you think?
Not bad.
-Should I get started on the next one? -No!
Take a break, Doña Nora.
You deserve it.
I'm not that tired.
Old man.
They'll be here to pick him up in three minutes…
I'll take it from here.
No, excuse me, sir!
These are very valuable towels!
I've got it.
Let him take the cart.
I'll take the senator back to his villa.
Thank you as always, Don Pablo.
Wait.
That was a senator all along?
Yes.
But what did he mean he'll "take him back to his villa?"
Didn't we just pick him up from his room?
His wife was in the hallway, crying!
His wife is enjoying steak and lobster.
Are you saying we moved a dead body to protect some sleazy politician
who cheated on his wife?!
You lied to me!
No, I didn't lie.
I told you what you needed to know to get the job done.
Even if this is wrong?
How could you do something so immoral?!
Máximo.
As Head of Operations
you're going to have to make decisions like this.
If you can't handle the pressure, let me know as soon as possible.
Oh, Doña Nora
I appreciate your help so much, but
I need you to do my dresses my way.
These are dresses by Julia González
not by Nora Ramos!
And with that I'll see myself out of your lives forever.
Until never!
Doña Nora.
It's funny you mentioned
the Whore of Babylon earlier.
Because…
that dress was actually inspired by a quote from one of my favorite saints.
That says:
"Lest that I move freely
for the Lord.
So shall my arms and chest be free
of cloth.
For the Lord."
Oh, how lovely.
Which saint is that?
Santa Tina.
Cristina.
A lesser-known saint who danced in private.
I didn't know there was a patron saint for private dancers.
There really is a saint for everything.
Yes, ma'am.
She's my favorite saint in the Bible.
But there are no saints in the Bible.
Unless…
Santa Cristina is in it
but was canonized
much later?
I'll grab a Bible so you can show me--
Oh, no, no, no! No.
Don't get it.
I wasn't honest with you, Doña Nora.
I'm not religious.
The truth is I hate how that dress turned out.
Why didn't you tell me?
We were just getting along so well.
And because Máximo means a lot to me
so I want us to have a good relationship.
But this means a lot to me too.
It's something that I've always dreamed about,
and I need to see my vision in my dresses.
Wow.
I totally understand.
Are you serious?
I'm inspired by your spark. Your passion.
Actually, I think I admire you.
-Really? -Yes!
It's just…
now that I have more time for myself here
I'm trying to find out what's my true passion.
And…
to be honest, painting clearly isn't it.
Oh, Doña Nora
I know you'll find your passion.
I know you will.
I'm so glad you came over, Julia.
Thank you.
But if you're going to date Máximo
you have to at least try to read the Bible. Alright?
Deal.
Don't look so tortured.
This kind of thing happens all the time.
You know what happened?
Of course.
I've been here a long time.
And I've seen it all.
I can't believe Don Pablo tricked me into doing
something so horrible.
And his poor wife will never know the truth.
Do you really think she'd be happier knowing?
Many times I wish I didn't know things.
Like that my mother was slowly poisoning my father
and the ending of Blade Runner.
I get that, but I'm just so mad.
Why?
Because…
you did something "bad"
or because Don Pablo didn't tell you?
Máximo.
I'm glad you're here.
Look
I know you're upset.
I am upset.
But honestly…
I'm more upset that you kept me in the dark.
If you really want to train me
I need to know everything that goes on here.
You're right.
It was wrong not to tell you everything.
You've earned that.
I want to share something with you.
Close the door.
This is about the senator?
It's about all of our high profile guests.
I've spent years filling this ledger
with highly personal information.
It helps us cater to their needs.
It's so detailed.
There are so many celebrities in here.
Huey Lewis did that?
And the News?!
And the News.
So much news.
Also, only when necessary
it can be used as leverage.
Like…
blackmail?
Whatever is needed to help further the interests of the hotel.
This is exhilarating!
But also terrifying! It's…
No.
It's just a ledger.
And here is your key.
The key for the drawer it stays in.
You must keep it safe.
This is not to be taken lightly.
And this information must always stay between us.
I'm going to break you, blondie.
Like this or sluttier?
It's the perfect amount of slutty.
Hi, my love.
I just got to Cain and Abel.
It's like a telenovela!
I'm serious!