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- Previously, on "The Bold Type"...

- I am holding a middle seat, back row for you.

It was the only seat left.

Oliver just called this morning.

- I'm going to Paris for Fashion Week?

- Some people out there think that

you might not be in touch with what "Scarlet" needs.

- I want to be with you.

- I have to go back to work. - Oh.

- Since when do you call me Jane and not Sloan?

- I thought you knew by now that I'm capable of being more

than just your beer o'clock guy.

- I'm positive for the BRCA mutation.

- You need to be thinking about whether or not

you want to have children.

- I've decided to freeze my eggs.

- Well, you are the youngest person in here

by a lot, so that's got to feel great.

- A perk to being predisposed to cancer.

You're the youngest person at the fertility clinic.

No, but seriously, I know you guys are busy

with Paris prep, so it means a lot that you came.

- Of course. - Yeah.

- Got a lot of tough choices ahead,

but this one feels good.

I could be a mom someday. - The best mom.

- We will not leave your side. - Thank you.

- Look at those macarons. - Oh, what?

- Will the initial $750 be check or credit card?

- Oh, um, I checked, and you take my insurance.

- We do, but your plan doesn't cover fertility treatments.

- What? Why? How is that not covered?

- That's a question for your HR department.

But we do take American Express, if that helps.

- Oh, that helps enormously.

I can't tell you how much that helps.

We're leaving. - Oh, wait.

Just let me grab-- I just want one.

- Open your purse.

- Fun!

- Thank you. - Thank you so much.

- Oh, my God. - See you later.

- Excuse me.

- And, finally, for those of your coming

to Paris Fashion Week, it's going to be quite a ride

culminating in our famous "Scarlet" Paris soiree.

If I could be in two places at once, I would be, but I can't.

So, those of you staying behind,

you need to consider yourselves...

me.

- Have I told you how happy I am

that you're taking me to Paris? - You have, more than once.

- Well, I just really need you to know--

- Okay, the only thing I need to know

is that you have everything covered.

This trip has defined the career paths

of many before you.

Some now occupy the highest ranks

in the fashion world.

Others are back in Nebraska,

waiting tables at PJ Shenanigans.

- I'm all over it. - Good.

Now, make sure our atelier visit

with Vivienne Marchand is confirmed.

Oh, and send flowers to Richard Hunter.

I'll text you the address.

- Uh, what's the occasion?

- Sad news.

His father died of a heart attack.

The wake is this evening.

- How can I help you?

- Actually, I was thinking maybe I could help you.

- Really? - There's some talk upstairs

about shaking things up around here.

- You know, Cleo, there's always talk.

- This feels different.

They're considering removing you

as editor of digital.

- Um, do you know that Safford

doesn't cover fertility treatments for women?

- I do. It's unfortunate.

But even progressive companies

have just started making a push in that area,

and Safford's hardly progressive.

- But they made a hard push for Viagra.

- Interesting choice of words.

- I spoke to Peggy from HR, and she said that

the only entity that could change the policy is the Board,

so I was wondering if maybe you could bring it up with them.

- It's just-- it's not the right time.

- Uh, Jacqueline, the car's outside,

and if we don't go now, we're going to miss our flight...

to Paris.

- Excuse me, Jane.

- Vasectomy, covered. Viagra, covered.

Vagina, not covered.

You think they'd make it a little less obvious.

- Are you okay?

- Richard's dad died. - What? When?

- Last night, I think. Heart attack.

- The wake is tonight. - Paris is tonight.

- Paris is a red-eye, at midnight.

It feels like I should be there as a friend.

- Well, I should probably go with you for moral support.

See you later. - Bye.

- I'm really in the zone with this photo series.

I'm going to the studio. - Um, well...

You know, I go to Paris tonight.

I thought maybe we could spend some time together before I go.

- That's tonight. - Yeah.

- Um...

Okay. You know what?

I can-- I can work tomorrow.

- It's okay. - No.

- It's okay. Honestly, it's a week.

- Hey, this is more important.

It's my immigration lawyer.

- Well, answer it. Come on.

- Uh, hello? Yes.

You did?

Yes, yeah.

Okay, I understand. I will.

Thank you, thank you.

- What?

- I was approved! - Oh, my God!

I'm going to get my visa. - Yeah.

- Ah!

I'm so happy! - Oh, my God!

- Okay, so what--what-- What now? What next?

- Um...

He says that I have to leave the country to re-enter it.

I don't know. it doesn't make any sense.

But welcome to America. - All right.

- Uh, maybe I could go to Canada.

- Or Paris.

I mean, I know I'll be working,

but you can just come with me!

- Yes, yes.

I think it's a great idea.

- I think this will be so good for us.

A chance to reset, you know? - Absolutely.

- Okay, remember, we can't stay long.

You have a plane to catch. - I know.

I just want him to know that I'm here.

- Hi.

I'm so sorry. - Thank you.

- Did you guys get a chance to talk?

- No.

Oddly enough, I had just reached out to him.

He called me back, but we missed each other.

- Hi.

Oh, Sutton, right? - Yes, hi.

- It's so nice of you to come and pay respects.

- Of course.

- Um, babe, your uncle thinks it's time

to say a few words for our guests.

- Okay.

Thanks for coming.

- They're in the plural possessive pronoun phase.

"Our guests"?

- Well, at least the WASPs know how to do it.

This wine is on point. - Seriously?

- This Bordeaux is the closest thing I'm getting to France.

- I wish you were coming to Paris.

- Me too.

And, uh, we should probably get going.

- Yeah.

Let's go. - Okay

- Thank you all for coming. - Ooh, nope.

- You hear all the time that life is short,

yet we don't treat our lives

with the attention they deserve.

My father always knew what he wanted,

and he went after it like a shark.

Never apologized, never worried

about what anybody else thought.

But he always stayed true to himself.

I admire my father for that...

more than I realize.

More, uh...

than I ever told him.

Life is short.

And we should remember that and spend it

with the people who make us feel truly alive.

- Is he talking about you?

- No.

He's talking about Jessica.

Come on, let's go.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

I have a plane to catch.

- I was really depressed before, but now...

- Better? - I hope this doesn't make

either of you uncomfortable, but I am

very aroused by this hotel lobby.

Everything is so beautiful.

Even the dogs are beautiful.

- Red. - Yes?

- We've got a million things to do,

and by "we," I mean "you."

First, make sure that these designer bribes

make their way to my suite.

- Aye, aye, captain.

I regretted that as soon as it came out of my mouth.

- Just wait until I show you

around the rest of this neighborhood.

- Hello, Adena. - Oh, hey.

- Kat, do you have a minute to discuss

the social media strategy for the soiree?

- Uh, yeah, sure.

I'll meet you in the room. - Okay.

- Bye, Jacqueline. Take care. - Bye-bye.

- What's up? - So, this party

is shaping up to be more than just a party this year.

- What does that mean exactly?

- Well, most of the Board is going to be there,

and some very influential advertisers,

and they need to see us as the industry leaders that we are.

And right now, our RSVPs are a little low.

- Okay, understood.

I will make sure that models, celebs, influencers

are all talking it up.

- Fantastic. - Fantastic.

- So, Jacqueline can't help, insurance can't help,

and HR can't help.

- It's almost like the healthcare system

in this country is totally broken.

- I mean, this whole thing is going to wind up

costing me $12,000 out of pocket.

Do you even know how long that'll take me to save?

So much for taking control of my reproductive future.

- The worst part is, is the longer I wait,

the less options I have.

- You know, there might be a way

for you to do this for free.

Not to shift into full doctor mode--

- Oh, no, permission granted. Shift away.

- Well, my hospital has an egg-freezing program

that's open to staff and family,

and I just so happen to be staff.

- But I'm not family.

- We could sign up as domestic partners.

Uh, it's not like we have to live together or anything.

We just have to make it look like we do.

- And how do we do that? - Uh...

We'd have to lie on a bunch of forms.

Change your mailing address.

But once we got through that,

we could just put it behind us, just like you wanted.

- Wow.

That is--that's really sweet. Um...

Can I think about it?

- Yeah, of course. - Okay.

- I'm going to jump in the shower.

- Okay.

- So how excited are you about the "Scarlet" soiree?

- I'm not going.

I'm sorry, I have an exclusive contract

with "Go Fug Yourself" for Fashion Week.

- Ladies. - Wha--

- Vivienne Marchand has a strict no cell phone policy.

She's very paranoid about leaks.

- So how am I supposed to get content?

- Not my problem. Red, okay.

We have 40 minutes to preview this entire collection

and decide what we're going to use for the next six months.

You millennials still know how to use paper and pencil, right?

- Oh, yes, I do. - Okay.

This skirt, must have. - Okay.

- And this jumpsuit for sure, also in red and white.

Um...

- Um, what about this?

- No.

Sequins dress right here.

And we're going to use this for sure.

- Funny running into you here. - Is it, though?

- So, pretty nice day out, huh?

A little unseasonably warm, maybe.

It's supposed to be really nice tomorrow, though.

- What are you doing?

- You told me you don't want to talk about

what's really going on in your life,

so maybe we should just talk about the weather.

- Fine.

You really want to know what's going on in my life?

- I really do.

- How familiar are you with female fertility?

- Eliat?

- Adena, ma cherie. Oh, where have you been?

- Uh, Eliat, this is Kat, my girlfriend.

Kat, this is Eliat. - Enchante.

- Who happens to be a friend, even though

he's also an art critic for Le Monde.

- Adena, tell me, where have you been?

You fell of the face of the Earth.

- I've just been taking a little break.

- Mm-hmm, a break?

It's not like you not to be working.

- Stop it, no. I've just been in New York.

Um, actually, I'm working on something new.

- Really? I can't wait to see it.

I assume you'll be showing at Coco's gallery?

- No, I'm not showing with her anymore.

But, um, Kat and I have to run.

It was wonderful to see you.

- Call me, I want to see what you're working on.

- Of course.

- Madamouiselle. - Great to meet you.

- It's been a pleasure.

- It is kind of true. - Hm?

- That you haven't had a show in a while.

Is it 'cause of me that you're not showing at Coco's?

Because if she's punishing you professionally, then...

- Kat.

I do not want to talk about Coco.

We are in Paris together.

Can we just enjoy that?

- Mm-hmm. - Come on.

- Hey, want to wait in the "Hamilton"

standby line with me?

- I'm good with the soundtrack.

- I am not a musical theater fan.

Despite the whole working at a women's magazine thing.

- Wow, you guys must hate culture.

Probably hate gossip too.

- Correct. - Spill it.

- Jewelry designer Erica Bennet was seen

in the building going to Richard Hunter's office.

Apparently, she was dropping off sketches

for a rush job he needed right away.

- That's the definition of a rush job.

Needing it right away.

You're a writer, you should know this.

- Oh, my God. - That's what happens

when you lose a parent.

Makes you take stock.

Also, grief can make you super horny.

I think I've got my next piece. Yee-haw.

- Grief can make you horny.

- Erica Bennet making sketches for Richard Hunter.

Do you know what this means? - I don't care.

- She's an insanely talented engagement ring designer,

which means that Richard's--

Come on.

- That means Richard's-- - Shh!

- Okay, you must be really desperate

if you're dragging me in here. - Okay, you are the only person

who knows about Sutton and Richard's relationship.

- That's what this is about.

I thought it was over between them.

- Well, she won't admit it,

but I think she still has feelings for him,

and if he's getting engaged, then I should

probably tell her. - Yeah, tell her.

- She's living her professional dreams in Paris.

I don't want to ruin that for her.

- Yeah, don't tell her. - And deny her the chance

to tell him how she really feels before it's too late?

- I don't know.

To be honest, I thought this whole "closet gossip" thing

would be a lot more fun, but it's a lot of pressure.

- This is why you don't get invited.

- Ow.

- Bonjour, from my bubble bath.

- Hi, um... do you have a second to talk?

- Yeah, of course. What's up?

- Look, I have to tell you something.

Wow, this is really hard. Um...

I think...

Richard is getting engaged. - What?

Oh, my God, oh, my God. No, no, no, no, no.

- I know, I'm so sorry, and I didn't know

if I should tell you-- - I have to call you back.

- Okay, I think some of this might still be legible.

Does that say "bloody slut"?

- It surely says "body suit."

- Yeah, probably. - Oh, my God.

I cannot go from Paris to PJ Shenanigans.

You know what, though? The good news is,

my love life is rock solid. - Oh, honey.

Do you really think Richard is going to propose?

- I don't know.

In his speech, he said life was short

while he was looking at her.

But you know what? I weighed my options.

I made my decision, and I'm living with it.

- I think that might be how Adena feels.

- What do you mean?

- I just found out that she used to show at Coco's gallery,

and then she stopped,

and it kind of feels like it might be because of me.

- But I thought that they ended things on good terms.

- Well, it wasn't drama-free, though.

- Yeah.

- I don't know. Something just feels weird.

- Hi. - May I?

- Uh, yeah, sure.

So, um...

what's with the eggs?

- Uh, this was a little attempt at whimsy

that I'm now seriously reconsidering.

Jane, I would like to help pay to freeze your eggs.

- Uh...

That's insane.

- Jane, I meant it when I said

that I wrote my book because of you.

So, from where I'm standing, my advance is your advance.

- Ryan, still, it-- - Just let me finish, okay?

I want to do this because I like you.

Jane, I like you a lot.

And I know I haven't always been one

to put myself out there, but I'm doing it now

because I really think that we could be great together.

I think I always knew that, but it--it scared me.

I wasn't ready for it.

But I'm ready now.

- Uh, Ryan, I have a boyfriend. - Yeah, I get it.

I know, which is why this is probably not cool of me.

But I don't care.

- You should go.

- So he just kissed you while holding a carton of eggs?

- Pretty much. - Okay.

- I still can't believe you have

two guys fighting over you.

So who do you want to be your egg popsicle daddy?

- I mean, Ben is amazing; he's a good person,

and he's sweet, and he's compassionate,

but you know, Ryan and I have this thing,

and I never really took him seriously,

but he's really been showing up for me lately.

- Are we talking about egg popsicle partner,

or a boyfriend?

- Both, neither. I don't know.

I wish you guys were here to help me deal with this.

- Well, here's an idea. Why don't you come to Paris?

Sure, the girl who can't even afford

to talk to her fertility doctor is just going to summon

her golden magical Lear jet and fly to Europe.

- Well, it's not that magical,

but I do have a ton of airline miles.

- Yeah, and I slept with a pilot once.

- How does that help us? - It doesn't.

I just remembered and wanted to share.

- Okay. - He let me wear his hat.

I still have it. But seriously.

I have an extra bed in my room.

It's not the same without you.

- You really think you could swing it?

- If you're comfortable flying out of Newark.

- And basically sleeping in Oliver's overflow closet.

- Okay, I guess I'm coming to Paris.

- Gold!

- Well, we've had her on the cover twice,

and we'd love it if she could make it to the party.

Okay, let me know, thanks.

- Coco? - Yes.

- Hi. Thanks for meeting me.

- Why thank me? I was eating anyway.

- I want to talk to you about Adena.

I really am sorry for the way that things ended with you two.

- Apology accepted.

You can cross that from your "things to do in Paris" list.

Are we done? - Uh, no, actually.

Am I the reason that you won't show Adena's work?

- Are you kidding?

I would love to show her work.

But she doesn't have any.

- Really?

Is that unusual for Adena? - Very.

But she told me she hadn't produced anything

she's proud of since she's been in New York.

I guess that means since she's been with you.

- To Jane.

I hear champagne cures jet lag.

So, tell me, you had eight hours

to think about Ben versus Pinstripe in all capacities.

- Actually, I could only think about WWNED.

- What Would Nora Ephron Do? - Mm-hmm.

- What would she do? - Well, halfway across

the Atlantic, I was just thinking,

Nora wouldn't let a man solve her problems.

She would write her way out of it.

So I'm going to write an article

about Safford's lame policy.

I need to take care of myself first,

then maybe I can figure out what I want.

- Yeah. - The hard part is going to be

convincing Jacqueline to run it.

- Oh, just do me a favor, though.

Don't speak to her until I figure out a way

to get this party more traction,

which honestly is the last thing I want to do right now.

- What's going on?

- Just, things with Adena are kind of weird.

- Jane! - Hi!

- Hey!

- Hi. - Ooh, welcome.

- Thanks. - Oh, don't mind if I do.

- Oh, okay.

- Mm. - Oh.

- You know, I really wish I could stay,

but I have to go try to remember

all 50 Vivienne Marchand pieces that Oliver picked from memory

and hopefully not get laughed out of the atelier.

- I'm sure this will help. - Red.

- Wish me luck, bye. - Good luck.

She'll be fine.

Wow. I can't believe you guys

got to go to Vivienne Marchand's atelier.

- Yeah, I mean, I'd show you photos,

but sadly, they're not allowed.

- And now I want to go even more.

Oh, I need a refill.

- So remember how you said we were teammates?

- Yes. - Well, your teammate

dropped her notebook in the bathtub.

Fresh bathwater is uh, very erase-y, so.

But it's fine. - Yeah, it better be.

Because teammates get traded all the time.

- Bye-bye. - Oh, uh, Jacqueline?

- Hi. - Hi.

So I think I may have come up with a way

to make our party stand out, but it's kind of a big swing.

- Okay.

- So, you know how Vivienne Marchand's atelier

has a certain mystique about it?

- Because she doesn't allow photos.

- Exactly, I'm thinking we do the same thing with our party.

No phones, social media blackout.

- That's a bizarre strategy coming from the head

of my social media department. - Yes, I know.

But we make it the ultimate FOMO experience

because everyone who's not there

will be wondering what is happening inside.

- If you think it can work.

Because it has to work.

- Yes.

- Okay, the first piece...

was...

um...

Is there any water? - Swallow your spit.

- Yeah.

Uh...

the first piece was, um...

- I think the piece that my assistant was referring to--

- Oliver, you loved Marchand's hand-stitched white dress.

It's a nod to the construct

of her classic jumpsuit from the '80s.

- The next piece you wanted

was a play on the '60s mod style.

Twiggy was one of Vivienne's muses in école de mode.

And um...

There's this golden metallic dress--

- No, I didn't choose that one.

We're not using metallics this season.

- But we should.

This dress is flattering and unexpected.

You've always been ahead of your time.

She's spot-on with this.

There's also a jumpsuit.

- That was impressive.

And ballsy move with the metallic dress.

Good work. - Thanks.

I'm good at this.

- Yes, yeah, you are. - Yeah.

- Why do you look so sad?

What's wrong? - It's just--

This is amazing. This is the most amazing thing

that's ever happened to me, and I can't share it

with the person that I love, because I broke up with him.

- Why'd you do that? - He works at Safford.

- Alex?

- Richard Hunter.

You're amazing. - We were...amazing.

Every second that I spent with him was easy and fun and...

You know, he made me feel smart.

Beautiful, and like no one ever has.

He loved me, and I loved him.

- Then why'd you break up with him?

- Because I didn't want anybody in fashion questioning me

or doubting my talent.

And, um...

And I don't know. Maybe that was crazy.

- But that--that wasn't crazy. That was smart.

Fashion people are very judge-y,

but Red, your talent is undeniable.

Go. Get him back.

- He's in New York. I think he's about to propose.

- There are these things called airplanes.

- Oliver, I can't just leave. - I'm telling you to.

Never walk away from love.

No white after Labor Day, and never walk away from love.

- Really? - Go.

Okay.

You're the best boss a girl could ask for.

- Hello, Jane. - Hi.

Thank you so much for taking the time to meet me.

I know you're busy.

- Well, I was definitely surprised

when you asked for me to come down and see you in the lobby.

Um...

Well, Kat used her miles, and I'm staying with Sutton.

- I read your article,

and you made some very compelling points.

- Thank you. - Which is why it's hard for me

to sit this one out.

It's just not a good time right now.

And I really am sorry.

I know.

It just sucks.

And that's not me trying to get you to change your mind.

I just... maybe it was silly of me

to think I could be my own Prince Charming.

- That was not silly.

- I don't know how or when, but...

I'll figure it out.

Um, I'll see you at the party.

- Yes.

- Well, it is official.

As of 9:00 a.m. tomorrow, I'm good to get my visa.

- That's great.

- What's going on?

- Um...

Well...okay, look.

I did this thing that was kind of crazy and impulsive.

Whatever.

I did it, and I feel like I should tell you.

I went to see Coco.

- What?

- I was just thinking about what that guy, Eliat, said.

You know, about how you just kind of

dropped off the face of the art world--

- So you decided to stalk my ex?

- I just wanted to make sure

that Coco wasn't blackballing you.

- Okay, I--

I told you that we had a very amicable breakup.

- Yeah, you did, but you didn't tell me

that Coco asked to show your work multiple times,

and that you said you didn't have any.

- Maybe I was feeling stuck.

- Is that because of me?

Because you didn't have any trouble

shooting photos for a group show

at the Arnot Gallery when you were with Coco.

- Kat, Coco and I had a very different relationship.

I was traveling constantly.

We were rarely even together

more than a few weeks at a time.

I had a lot more-- - Freedom?

That's it, right? A lot more freedom.

And that's why you started producing more

when we opened up our relationship.

- Maybe.

Maybe?

Wow.

Well, you came to that very fast, didn't you?

I'm sorry, but it is really hard

to hear that you're, like, the opposite of a muse for someone.

- Kat, you think I want to feel this way?

- I don't know what you want.

Look.

Maybe there's a way for us to just--

just to have more space.

- We tried that.

And it turns out, with you, I can't do it halfway.

What are we going to do? - I don't know.

So, I...

I should get ready for this party.

- What--hey!

- Is this a terrible idea?

- No, because you'll know

that you did everything that you could.

- You're right.

I have to go. - Go.

Oh, wait!

We never took a Paris selfie.

- Well, we can't take a Paris selfie without Kat.

- Well, she's not here, so it's now or never.

- Ugh, okay.

Oh, my arms are too short. - Just give it to me, okay?

- Need me to take that?

- Richard?

- Richard?

You're, um--you're here.

- Yeah, I am.

Are you going somewhere? - Yeah.

- Hm, where?

- I was going to go see you.

- Well, that's convenient, because I came here to see you.

- What about Jessica?

- It was never about Jessica.

It's always been you.

- Okay, I'm just-- I'm going to go.

- What is it?

- I used to think that us being together

would get in the way of my career,

but it was me who was getting in the way

because...I didn't believe in myself.

But I believe in myself now.

- I've always believed in you.

- I'm sorry that it took me so long.

- Don't be. We're here now.

- Yeah, we are!

Can we kiss in public again? - Hell, yeah.

- Jacqueline, your dress has been pressed

and is waiting in your room.

It's perfection. - Oh, that's wonderful.

And do we have the final head count on the RSVPs?

- No, but I asked Kat, and she said

with social media blackouts, there are no RSVPs, so.

Look, I think it's cool.

I mean, if you're going to go down,

you may as well go down swinging, right?

I'm going to look for some calming tea.

For me.

- Screw it.

She published it.

- Hey, Adena?

- Allow me.

- Thank you.

- You look incredible. - You do too.

- Thank you.

- Ooh, these are new.

- I had them made from my dad's old class rings.

- Erica Bennet. - Yeah, how'd you know?

- I am a fashion savant. - Yeah, you are.

- You ready to walk into this party together?

- Are you ready to walk out of this party together?

- So ready. - Mm.

Holy-- - Is everything okay?

- Jacqueline must have really pissed the board off,

because I'm looking at a shortlist to replace her.

Hey, let's not say anything about this tonight.

Tonight is for us.

- Okay.

- Do you think she'll come? - I don't know.

- Kat, you did it.

Your gamble paid off. I'm impressed.

- Yeah, you know, people want to feel

like they're part of something special.

- Yeah.

- Jacqueline, I don't even know what to say.

Thank you so much. - Oh, no.

I figure if Safford wants to punish me

for publishing an article about women's health

in their signature woman's magazine,

I say, have at it.

All right, ladies.

I am going to check my phone in

and have a much-needed night off the grid.

I will see you both inside.

Thank you.

- You ready? - Let's do this.

- Oh, they look so happy. - Yeah.

I mean, she finally decided what she really wanted.

- Oh, is this about the whole Ben, Pinstripe situation?

- Yeah. - Okay, let's break this down.

If you got really good news, like today,

who would you call first?

Do you know?

- Yeah, I do.

Hi. both: Hey.

- Oh, we approve.

- I figured it would never have happened if you didn't.

- Kat, you okay? - Uh-huh.

- Hey, can I meet you inside? - Yeah, yeah, of course.

- Okay. - See you guys inside.

- Adena? - Um...

Well, she's not coming.

- Wow, I didn't realize the fight was that bad.

- She said that she needs more space to be creative.

Apparently, being with me limits her.

I mean, she hasn't really been taking photos

like she did when we first met.

And who am I to tell her that she can't have more freedom

when she gave me so much?

You know, I want to be inspiring.

- Hey, you are. - No.

- You inspire me to be a better writer, a better person.

And I would take absolutely no risk if I didn't know you.

- And look at this party, Kat.

This party had to work, and it does because of you.

- Yeah. - Mm-hmm.

- Hm, thanks.

- Do you want to blow the party off?

- No, I'll be fine. I have you two.

- Always. - And forever.

- Guys, I still can't believe we're in Paris together.

- I know. Oh, it's the perfect time

to take our Paris selfie. - Jane, seriously?

We just gave our phones away. - Well, I didn't.

I was going to turn it in--

All right, ready? Un, deux, trois.

Oh, that was cute. - That's real cute.

- It looks good. - Thank you.

- Yeah.