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(yelping)

(Tire deflating)

(exhaling sharply)

Ugh!

What's so great about bikes, anyway?

Their delicate tires can't handle

even a little bit of broken glass.

I'm sorry. I can't hear you.

I know! It's because these ridiculous mopeds...

are everywhere!

I'm just lucky Nico doesn't have one, so I still have a friend

when you abandon me to sleep and eat.

Oh, I love when you get needy.

I'm going back to bed, my pathetic little pedestrian.

Lucy: And she's out.

Sleep well, my princess.

Oh, Lucy!

Nico?

Ti presento il mio bambino.

He is amazing.

Speaking of mornings, American cereal taste test tomorrow.

Ky sent some more.

We're talking a Cherry-Berry Caffeine Crunch.

Oh, Lucy, I love your country's terrible idea of breakfast,

but it's my first weekend with wheels.

The beach?

The beach.

I love that for you, but now, I need one, too.

How'd you even get it?

I manifested it.

I got it for my birthday.

But you can't ask your dad for one?

Sure!

I'll just sit him down and ask via some thoroughly

researched presentation, complete with footnotes,

detailed graphs and...

Nico! You're a genius!

(clearing throat)

As you know, my birthday is right around the corner,

but there's still more than enough time

for you to procure...

a moped.

(chuckling)

- Will: Sorry. - Next slide.

("William Tell Overture" playing)

The modern horse.

At 14,

in Italy, I can legally drive a small engine scooter.

Is that my blazer?

Iconic and efficient,

but this is about more than just transportation.

It's also my gateway to...

friends.

Luce, is this absolutely necessary?

Please hold all comments until the end.

As you know, Nico - my only friend

on this entire continent -

will now be spending every weekend

riding his moped to the beach,

as is his birthright as an Italian.

And I am fated to become, once again,

tragically lonely.

- Oh. - Unless...

(gasping)

...I am giving the keys to friendship,

the keys to...

a moped.

- Thank you. - Absolutely not.

- He is kidding. - He's not.

Will: Luce, I'm sorry, you're just not ready.

Oh, come on, Amore. It's very normal here.

So, is eating dinner at 9 p.m.,

which is also complete lunacy.

They're basically just bicycles.

Baby scooterettes.

It's only 50ccs.

Oh, 50ccs. Well, excuse me, Vin Diesel.

I take that as a compliment

because at least Vin Diesel cares about family.

(chuckling)

Lucy: Do you even know what a cc is?

Do you?

Look, you daydreamed your way into flat tires today.

Why don't we leave engines out of the equation?

End of discussion.

(groaning in frustration)

Look, I'm not trying to sabotage your social life.

It just seems like that.

Can I at least take the bus to the beach?

We've ridden that road together a bunch of times.

(groaning)

Okay, you can go to the beach,

but you have to follow our sun safety protocols, check-in,

and stay away from anyone who looks suspicious.

You think everyone looks suspicious?

I would prefer if you spoke to no one.

(squealing happily)

? La mia nuova vita ?

? My new life I just can't wait to meet ya ?

? My new life ?

? La mia nuova vita ?

? My new life take me with ya ?

? Take me with ya ?

? A little scared but more excited ?

? And I just can't wait to find out ?

? Who I am and who I get to be ?

? It's really nice to meet ya ?

? La mia nuova vita ?

(Francesca song playing)

? Make every beat count like the heartbeat ?

? That keeps you alive ?

Now, turn.

Are you okay? Sorry.

This dance is impossible.

It has to be possible; he's doing it.

If we can't get this,

how will Francesca be able to figure it out

in time to perform at the Empire Europe Cup?

(Francesca laughing, speaking Italian)

(speaking Italian)

- Who's the hunk? - You don't know Ludo Valencini?

From Bionda Milanesi?

Pop Gladiators? Francesca's origin story.

(Playing song)

? I, I'm on the dancefloor waiting for ya... ?

(chuckling) Yes, this was us.

Ludo and I were in a pop group together

on a reality show a long time ago.

It's been years,

but we ran into each other at the salon.

You look even more handsome now.

How is that even possible?

Ten-step moisturizing routine,

glam squad on speed dial, and...

I try not to think too much.

It's very stressful on the face.

Like this?

Less.

How about now?

- Ooh. - (chuckling)

Even less.

You should have no thoughts in your head at all.

I think I can get there.

(chuckling)

Francesca: Same old Ludo.

What's new in the music world?

Oh, not much.

Working on a few new songs.

She's being too modest.

She's doing the Empire Euro Cup theme song.

Wow. Fenomenale!

I thought to give music another shot,

but this time, writing my own songs.

Oh, a guitar.

? Can you see? ?

? See yourself? ?

? See me? ?

? See you? ?

? See me? ?

? See me ?

? See if you can, see me ?

? Oh, I... ?

? See you ?

? See me ?

I feel so seen.

So, what do you think, Fortuna?

Wow.

Just... wow.

Really? That good?

Um... Mm-hmm.

Good enough to be your opener?

Whoa! Um...

I... can definitely ask the producers.

Ludo: Yeah!

Ludo is back, baby! Show!

You know, I think I should get your number,

so, you know, we can arrange details and stuff.

And I would love to give you my number...

to arrange details.

(chuckling nervously)

(sighing)

What?

That was the worst song of all time.

- No? - Yes, it was.

So, why did you lie?

A little white lie is sometimes kinder than the truth.

Like, "Let's get brunch" or "I love your bucket hat."

I wasn't aware that lies came in different colors.

Lying is wrong.

Usually, yes, but sometimes, it's just a harmless way

of being polite.

Now, are you ready to show these dance moves?

(sighing)

(phone ringing)

- (groaning) - Lucy: Wake up, Kyla.

The bus still isn't here. Should I start running?

Just read the new Mists of Misfits book while you wait.

It's unreal.

I don't really want to get into it,

since I'll be at the beach soon and...

The Ptolemari Tunnel will have to wait.

Sorry to wake you for nothing, Ky. Bye!

Kyla: Bye.

Out of service?

(sighing)

Driver: L'autobus � pieno. This bus is full.

Ugh!

Lucy: The third bus caught fire,

but at least, now, I'm on Chapter 12.

Can you believe... (squealing happily)

...Xalphleen kissed Matt?

(squealing happily) I might 'ship it.

Poor Stenny. The betrayal...

He totally led her on

when he sent the bronze acorn down the Tunnel of Tolomori.

Toxic. You hate to see it.

I don't know. The chemistry was palpable.

I palped it, Kyla.

Wow. Xalphleen isn't the only one who's changed.

My Gorgon Goddesses deserve better.

The beach! Gotta go!

(Italian pop song playing) ? Ma che giornata... ?

?

? Ma che giornata ?

?

That look...

I vowed to stop calling you you-know-what

because it's getting old, and I don't do old.

But the sweat? This hat?

No, not today.

You have no idea how hard it was for me to get here.

And my hat?

Ever heard of sun protection?

Pretty immature to underestimate the Sun;

it's a ball of fire in the sky and it is not your friend.

Whoa. Is this one bothering you two?

Yeah. You'd know all about bothering people.

Did something happen between you two?

No.

Don't let their bad vibes get to you.

You made it.

We have had the most incredible time.

- We? - The whole crew.

The ride here was so fun and only took 30 minutes.

We were laughing and laughing.

And we invented a game called Truth or Sand.

I'll remember this day for the rest of my life.

Amazing! What's next?

Oh, we're gonna go grab poke bowls.

You're leaving?

You want... me to stay?

Go on. We shouldn't both suffer.

?

Ci vediamo la.

I did not realize you were feeling so left out.

Truth: I'm a sweaty little baby.

Sand:

My dad won't ever let me have a moped.

That is not really how you play it, but...

You'll move on.

I'll be doomed to unpredictable buses for all eternity.

Maybe...

would you like to sit on my scooter for a second?

See how it feels?

? This is your moment ?

? You've earned it, so own it ?

? Let's see you rise ?

Now, turn again.

Again! Again!

Again-

Both: Oops!

- Sorry. - It's okay.

"Thank you for taking a chance on me.

"You are the real deal. Ludo."

Thank you for what?

Booking him as your opener!

But I didn't.

Yes, you did. Well...

I did.

You always say to take more initiative

and you said you'd call the producer,

so I just thought, "I'll do it myself."

(giggling) Aren't you proud?

Yeah. Aren't you, Francesca?

I had to push really hard,

and we definitely made some enemies,

but when I explained Francesca Fortuna insisted,

they made it happen.

I mean, I made them make it happen.

- (nervous chuckle) - (phone vibrating)

Pronto. Si.

(speaking Italian)

(slow clapping)

Vroom! Vroom!

If only Dad could see how chill I am on here.

I can absolutely handle it.

Alas, his cold heart is as icy

as the tuna bowls we're currently missing out on.

You're being too hard on sweet William.

How dare you take his side.

He's just protective.

You are the clumsiest person I've ever met.

(laughing) I am not.

(both laughing)

(screaming)

No! No! No! No!

Oh, are you okay?

(sighing)

This is the cosmic punishment. For what?

I didn't betray my Gorgon soulmate.

Did you bump your head?

(sighing) I'm fine.

Nothing twisted, nothing broken.

Well, not nothing.

Oh, Nico, I'm really, really sorry.

I'm the irresponsible infant my dad thinks I am.

If he finds out about this, I won't be able to have

my own moped until I'm like... 50ccs years old.

(sighing)

I'm fine. Just... so itchy.

Why did I have to crash into the scratchiest bush in Italy?

How did Sir Will react to your joyride crash?

I sorta didn't tell him.

Kyla: Oh, dang!

You never lie to your dad.

You're terrible at it. You get all weird.

Your neck gets all blotchy. You do bad accents.

I know, but he'll double down on overprotection,

which is why I have to get rid of this rash.

Are you sure this works for stinging nettle?

Janet uses coconut oil for everything...

- Hi. - ...stretch marks,

bruises, hedgehog bites...

- Don't do that. No. - ...dry skin.

Francesca: Have you seen Bruno?

What are you doing, amor di mama?

Leave your sister alone.

Lucy, are you hiding prosciutto under there again?

- What happened to your leg? - Nothing.

Nothing at all. Nothing at all.

Kyla: All right. It's been fun. Gotta-

Tesoro, are you okay?

It was an accident.

I crashed Nico's moped into a bunch of stinging nettle.

I'm so itchy and I'm so sorry.

Promise you won't tell my dad.

If he finds out about this,

you might as well ship me off to boarding school.

(whimpering)

I promise.

(sighing) I'm just glad you're not hurt.

For me?

Yeah. It's a kindred spirit bracelet,

a symbol of friendship, allegiance,

and most importantly, unbreakable trust.

'Cause you're the coolest stepmom in the entire galaxy.

(exhaling)

"The entire galaxy."

And handmade jewelry, Emilia. She opened it up to me.

This is a nightmare.

Yeah, that bracelet is too tacky.

No, I love the bracelet.

This bracelet?

It's a nightmare because the secret

is a secret from William, and I don't know what to do.

I always imagined the first secret Lucy would share

would be about something easy, like a crush or...

A cute little bank heist. Oh, to be young...

Without thinking, I just promised not to tell him.

But I have to tell him, giusto?

Absolutely, tell him everything.

But then, what if Lucy never trusts me again?

I can't.

Of course not. You must not tell him.

So?

Either lie to my husband or become an evil stepmother.

Little white lies are harmless, if they make someone happy.

Mm.

(phone vibrating)

Oh.

Ludo's waiting for you in the courtyard.

That should cheer you up.

(sighing)

(camera shutter clicking)

(camera shutter continues clicking)

Hey, Ludo.

Fra, there you are.

So, I'm thinking,

a children's choir will sing back-up.

Actually... you can't be the opening act.

Uh...

Because, uh...

I want you to perform my song with me,

as a duet.

- (broom clacking) - Ludo: Really?

But we can use children's hospital choir still?

I don't want to break their tiny hearts; they are so weak.

(clearing throat)

No. You can't sing at the cup...

at all.

Really?

I should have been real with you from the start.

You were always more about our look than the music.

I can set you up with vocal coaches and songwriters, but...

you have a way to go before you are ready.

Wow. (sniffling)

Thank you.

I feel awful. I'm just-

Thank you?

This is disappointing to hear,

but it's so true.

I think that most people are not so honest with me

just because I'm tragically...

gorgeous.

You've given me much to think about,

which will be awful for my skin.

Perhaps worth it.

Thank you, old friend.

I feel like we learned something new today.

And by "we",

I, of course, mean you.

(exhaling sharply)

- Knock, knock. - (gasping)

How was the beach?

You know, sand, water, big beach energy.

You're neck's a little red.

What happened to the 50ccs of SPF?

(English accent:) Blimey, forgot to reapply, 'guvnor.

Okay.

How about a classic dad-daughter Sunday hang?

That is, unless you have plans

with your fancy new beach friends.

Don't be ridiculous.

Or should I say re-dad-culus. Jokes.

You're the pinnacle

of sense and sensibility, Jane Austen. What?

(English accent:) Listen to me blithering on. 'Innit?

Is that a yes or...

Aww... Smell that ancient market air.

The Forum Boarium: home to the Temple of Portunus,

the god of keys, doors, ports, livestock, and granaries,

which sounds like he didn't get his first choice.

You okay?

Just getting a good look at this cobblestone.

Incredible craftsmanship.

You know, I'm glad you brought this up,

because this stone comes from a nearby quarry;

not the quarry you're thinking of.

? Prendo la minuto... ?

(Italian pop music playing)

?

The Mouth of Truth.

Historians think it was likely originally

a drain cover,

but it's been an arbiter of truth since the 15th century.

Legend says it bites the hands off of liars.

(chuckling nervously) Very funny.

Yeah, it's probably not true, but who knows?

Go ahead.

Pop a hand in there, Luce.

(weakly) Sure.

It's just a silly legend... right?

Ehh.

?

I can't do it! I'm a liar! I'm a liar!

I accidentally rode Nico's moped

and totally wiped out, and I have a rashy leg,

itchier than a bajillion mosquito bites.

Ugh! (whimpering)

(sighing)

What took you so long to tell me, kiddo?

I was hoping you would tell me yourself.

She told you.

We don't keep secrets from each other.

How could you break my trust like this?

(scoffing)

? You've earned it, so, own it ?

? Let's see you rise ?

Whoo!

Si, si, si. I'm so proud of you.

Grazie. You were right.

Honesty really is always the best policy.

I was talking about your pivot turns, but that, too.

Bruno, do you want anything to drink?

I could go for a juice.

Can we have a quick word on the terrace?

Anything you want to say to me, you can say in front of Bruno,

since you'll probably just tell him later anyway.

I had to tell your dad.

If you could try to understand-

I understand perfectly. I'm just your husband's kid.

I trusted you, but you don't actually care about me at all.

Lucy!

Apologize.

Are you for real? She broke a promise.

Because you hid something dangerous from me.

Where is this attitude coming from?

I don't know. (scoffs) Hormones?

I'm a teenager. What's your excuse?

Enough. Family meeting.

Living room. Ten minutes.

(sighing)

You know I would love to,

but I am meeting a colleague soon.

Oh. Just the three of you?

I'll catch the next one.

(sighing)

Lucy...

In conclusion, daughters who lie

can't be mad at parents

who are just trying to keep them safe.

So, I'm just not allowed to feel my feelings now?

Of course, you are. What are your feelings?

Embarrassed and ashamed that I crashed, okay?

But also... worried.

Kyla's getting further away,

and Charlotte's like this sophisticated alien,

and now Nico...

(groaning)

Kiddo, I'm sorry that being 13 is so hard sometimes.

We can work through anything, if we communicate,

but can't keep secrets about serious stuff.

It was an accident.

I know, but you didn't tell me the truth

and that has consequences.

I won't be getting a moped anytime soon.

Absolutely not, and you have to repay Nico

for the damage out of your allowance.

What's the punishment for promise-breaking?

I shouldn't have made that promise.

I thought being a stepmother was about...

shopping sprees

and making fun of your dad's cargo shorts together,

but my responsibility goes beyond that.

I'm sorry.

I'm guessing you'll want this back.

Keep it.

Yes, you betrayed me, like a total Xalphleen.

The point is...

I still love you.

You... love me?

Please don't be weird and make a whole deal about it.

I love a lot of things -

Salsacino...

disgusting breakfast cereal.

Yeah. No big deal.

Should we get gelato? Let's get gelato.

- Ooh! - No, Lucy's being punished.

Right. So, just vanilla, then.

(Lucy whimpering)

Niente panna. No whipped cream.

What system is that?

I'll sneak you some panna.

I can hear you. I'm right here.

(giggling) Sorry, not sorry!

? Let's dance ?

? I'm on the dance floor, waiting for ya ?

? (Just dance) ?

? Non voglio ballare da solo ?

? (Dance) ?

? I can't waste my whole life on ya ?

? Ballare da solo ?

? (Just dance) ?

? I... ?

? I'm on the dance floor, waiting for ya ?

? Non voglio ballare da solo (Just dance) ?

? I can't waste my whole life on ya ?

? Ballare da solo ?

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