All language subtitles for In.Between.2025.ShahedPro.CoM

Everyone is a type of alcohol.

Some are smooth like a fine wine,

leaving you intoxicated
with their elegance and grace.

Others are bold and fiery
like a shot of tequila

making your heart race
with their wild spirit.

And there are those
who are sweet and bubbly like a cocktail,

tempting you with their playful charm.

But no matter the flavor,
each one leaves a lasting impression,

a lingering taste
that keeps you coming back for more.

And then,

there's Alexia.

She's like a glass of champagne,
classy, elegant,

with a sparkle that lights up the room.

Her refinement is unmatched,

leaving you breathless with every sip.

Thanks! Yeah, totally unexpected.

Can you believe it's been 12 years?

- We don't have any plans.
- Gaila. Hey.

- Join us.
- Sure. Talk to you later.

We're just drinking at home.

Just having a beer's enough for us.

Lex, we've known each other for ten years.

From the moment I met you,

I knew you were different.

I knew you were special.

Lex, you're perfect.

And I've wanted to say this
for the longest time. I just…

I've never had the guts.

Until now.

Lex, I love you.

Will you be my girlfriend?

- I am here.
- Excited much?

Shut up. Time to go surprise him.

Good luck.

I don't think it's gonna work out.

Gaila?

Creating the perfect drink is an art.

It's more than just mixing ingredients.

It's about understanding
the balance, flavors, textures.

You have to choose the right glass,

the right ice, right pour.

It's about using the finest ingredients
and paying attention to every detail.

Because the difference between
a good drink and great one

is in the details.

Everything must work in harmony.

And that's how you make a perfect drink.

It's like searching for the perfect love.

You need the right mix, and settling
for anything less just won't do.

This tastes off.

It's that bad?

This place isn't my vibe.

But you know what?

I know a spot that's way better.

She's like a classic gimlet,
sharp, with a wit that keeps you on edge.

And her smile?
Tart, but somehow irresistible,

like the perfect balance of lime and gin.

But once the sweetness wears off,
the sharp bitterness stays behind.

Now her, she's like a tequila sunrise,
bold and confident.

Her presence,
it hits you with a sharp kick,

leaving a trail of warmth that lingers on.

Her energy sparks something in the air
and makes you want to lean in.

But just like tequila,
there's a burn that follows.

She's bold, spontaneous,

but not always easy to keep up with.

And her…

She's like a vodka spritz.

Refreshing with a bright burst
that makes everything feel lighter.

The sparkle in her eyes are like
bubbles rising to the surface,

drawing you in without even trying.

Yeah. Yes, please.

But then there's actually
more fizz than flavor.

After a while, the sparkle fizzles out

and everything about her
just feels watered down.

It's not working out.

I'll just go to the toilet
and I'm not coming back.

- As for me…
- Thanks.

…I guess you could say
I'm like this dirty martini,

sharp, polished, refined,
but clearly not for everyone.

An acquired taste.

Guarded, like this olive
at the bottom of the glass.

To really understand me,
you have to be willing to take your time.

All right, thank you, everyone!

Can I get some applause?

I hope you enjoyed our set.

Again, this has been Gaila.

I hope you had fun as much as I did.

Please, do order drinks from the bar,

especially if you're single.

The best for heartbreaks, a strong drink.

Let's have a round of applause
for my band.

I hope you guys enjoy
the rest of the night.

Thanks.

Voilà!

My latest concoction.

Shane's ultimate post-party drink
with extra moringa.

- Moringa?
- Yeah.

What happened to regular smoothies?

They're boring, bro.

The kids love the healthy stuff.

So?

It tastes like shit.

Why'd you go out drinking again?

Let me guess.

You had too much fun with those
adventure dates these past couple of days?

Dude, if you were on those dates,
you would need a drink yourself.

Okay, let me give you a rundown.

Three girls, bro.

Number one,

she was fine. Pretty.

Everything was going well.

Then, all of a sudden,
she started complaining

about everything!

Tastes bad and expensive.
Smells awful too!

Who thought of this?

The second girl…

I don't even think I got a chance
to say a single word, bro.

It's so hard being a girl.

- It's so hard to wear heels.
- No--

And you know my one main reason right now?

- How do I keep my nails so glossy?
- Nothing--

And you have bags collected… It's like…

Then the third one…

Hi, guys!

I'm here at the bar right now
with my date.

I don't wanna talk about the third one.

- Go, go, go.
- No, nope.

Is this what dating is nowadays?

It's just swipe, swipe, attraction?

And then small talk? And then…

That's it?

I… I just want--

Alexia.

Alexia.

Alexia, Alexia, Alexia.

Bro, every girl is a Alexia checklist.

Hear me out.

- We listen, we don't judge, okay?
- Yeah.

Her scholarship in France is almost over.

Wait, dude, listen.

She said she doesn't want distractions.

She said…

But even if I'll be away,
I hope we can still be friends.

Maybe when she comes back,
we can give it another chance.

I don't know.

Bro, it's been an effing year.

Move on, bro. Move on.

All right! Thank you so much everyone,

and happy, happy Valentine's Day.

All you singles out there, don't worry.

We're here together!

Enjoy the rest of your night.

- Thank you.
- Here's your martini.

Stirred just right.

- Perfect. Thanks.
- Frosted glass, three olives.

- Jimmy.
- Yes?

Where's my phone? And one beer, please.

Tabs are for paying customers.

Come on! Please?

It's Valentine's Day. Please? Please?

- I knew it.
- This is the last.

- Don't forget your phone.
- Thank you.

Miss, sorry, it's taken.

- I'm sorry. The seat is taken. Okay.
- The seat is taken, yeah.

Wait, you're taken?

I thought you were single.

I should have asked your girlfriend first.

No, miss, I mean the seat is for my date.

She's on the way I think.

Well, in between waiting for your date,

I'll hang here.
I'm just waiting for my ride.

Can I ask you something?

If you don't mind, I'm just curious.

You're with someone new every night.

Just between us…

Are you a gigolo?

What?

I'm not judgmental.

I'm not one to judge.

I'm just curious.

Is the money good?

Maybe I can give it a shot.
I might make it.

No, I'm not a gigolo.

Really? Then what's your deal?

How about this…

If I can figure out why you're dating
someone new every night,

you'll buy me this bottle.

- That one beer?
- Yeah.

How about it?

Sure, why not?

Okay. Game.

You're too prim and proper
to be a fuckboy.

And you're not flirty enough
to be a playboy.

And I'm not a stalker, okay.
I'm just observant.

But your go-to drink is a martini.

Stirred, not shaken.
Frosted glass with exactly three olives.

You hate it if it's even a little off.

I know your type.

Men that are hard to please.

Interesting. Okay,
you've got my attention.

- I wanna hear the rest. Continue.
- Okay.

So, you're jumping
from one date to the next

'cause you want to fill that space
that's been left by someone.

Your heart got wrecked.

And you're hoping that the next girl
would make your heart whole again.

But then again, you're hard to please.

It's not love you're scared of.

It's making the wrong choice.

How about that?

I've got you down to a tee.

- Tab's on him, Jimmy.
- Wait, wait, wait.

Okay, let's say…

Let's say you're onto something.

But isn't that the whole point of dating?
Is to meet somebody you connect with?

Not just these meaningless
hookups, meetups? It's…

I mean, eventually,
you want to marry the person,

have kids, start a family, right?

I mean, yes, okay, it's hard.
Especially on a day like Valentine's.

- What a sad excuse for a holiday.
- Right?

It's just commercial bullshit.

So they can sell greeting cards, flowers…

- Chocolates.
- Chocolates.

True.

Okay. My turn.

Your turn?

My turn to guess.

Fine.

- This is easy.
- Easy? Okay.

A beer drinker.

The exterior is very tough.

Rugged.

Cool.

But deep down, you got hurt, too.

You've been shattered.

And deep, deep, deep down,

you just wanna be loved and to love.

Just like everybody else.
It's all the same.

- Wrong!
- No way! You're lying!

True love? Please.

Do you think this is a fairy tale?

Do I seem like
the fairy-tale princess to you?

True love my foot!
I'm done with true love, come on.

I swear it's best
to keep things light and casual.

Especially if you're scared of getting
hurt. If you're searching for "the one,"

good luck.

You won't find it.

Especially someone as hard
to please as you. Good luck.

Excuse me.

Hello, you're here?

I'm leaving.

I won't take long.

Thanks for the beer.

Good luck on finding true love.

Hey, Jimmy!

Every sip I've had recently
doesn't quite hit the spot,

but this girl…

I've always wanted to…

She's like a glass of rosé,
light and refreshing,

with just the right amount of sweetness.

Each word she says is like another sip,
leaving me wanting more.

For the first time in a long time,
I'm actually enjoying the conversation.

Maybe that random girl was wrong about me.

I'm not hard to please.

Can you believe this?

Six thousand? Are they serious?

I made more off
a drunk foreigner's tip last night!

Unbelievable!

They're not going to cover me
if I blow out a vocal cord.

We agreed on 15,000, not 6,000!

Fuck! Fuck you! Fuck you all!

Let's forget about everything.

Can we just… just have some fun tonight?

Right?

Kiss me.

Wait, wait, wait.

Son of a bitch!

Sorry, excuse me.

Gaila, I've been calling the whole day.

Just because your rent's due,
you won't answer my calls?

Hey, Miss Jane. I'm really sorry,

I just got busy at work.
But I'm not avoiding you.

Stop with the excuses.

You better pay me
or else I'll throw you out.

No, please, ma'am!

Promise, I'll make sure it's paid
by the end of the week.

I should get a discount.

I'm hardly ever home.

Damn.

Bullshit!

Fuck this!
My problems just keep piling up!

- Sorry.
- It's okay, it's okay.

I know we're keeping things casual.

But…

can I possibly
crash at your place tonight?

Just for tonight.

Yeah, about that…

Bubbles!

Girl,

what happened this time?

Can we stay here for a while?

Sorry about this.
I had no one else to call.

To quote Mandy Moore…

You're my only hope

I'd be more offended
if you hadn't called me first.

So, welcome to Chateau Heaven,
open for Gaila 24/7.

Are you sure? Won't Jay get mad?

Don't worry about him.

He's not even here, he's busy working.

It's lonely being here by myself.

Thank you, thank you!
You're the absolute best.

Of course.

But…

I know it's sensitive.

But why not just take
your apartment back from Tristan?

Aren't you almost done paying for it?

And I don't understand
why you had to be the one to leave.

Didn't he cheat on you?

He's not just a cheater, he's ugly too.
Cheaters never win, right?

- I want to strangle him.
- Let's just calm down.

I'm never going back there.

It will just dampen my mood.

Imagine all the memories? No.

He and his ugly instructor
deserve each other.

Besides, I've moved on.

You don't believe me?
I swear I've moved on.

And I promise I won't annoy you.

I'll only be here for a couple of days.

- All right. Game.
- Game?

- No problem. Cheers!
- Cheers!

So, I saw your profile.

And I saw that you love to travel?

In your last post, you were in Milan?

- I've spent six years in Milan.
- Cool!

I spent such a long time.
My career has taken me all across Europe.

That's cool.

Paris, Fashion Week, London.

But you know, I'm in my forties.

I want to settle down a bit.

So I'm doing more local AVPs,

some high-profile shoots.

And you?

Let me guess.

Model?

- Really?
- Yeah.

- Come on.
- I mean, look at you.

Your flawless skin,

big beautiful eyes…

You think?

…kissable lips.

If you want me to be a model,

I can be.

But, no. I'm a freelance makeup artist.

Just three months in.

It's fun, but the work's inconsistent.

Some days, I'm fully booked,

and other days, it's crickets.

But I keep busy.

I do graphic design on the side.

How about this?

If you want,

why don't you join me for my shoots?

It's time for me to give back
to young talent like yourself.

- Strictly professional, of course.
- Of course.

Strictly.

Oh, shit!

Hello? Dad?

Mr. Corpuz called me last night. Twice.

They fixed the property for today's shoot.

I heard your host backed out last minute.

Are you on top of this?

Yes, Dad, I'm on top of this.

Shane, let me remind you,

this is a multi-million peso listing.

So don't botch this, okay? Got it?

Or we lose them.

We won't lose them, Dad.

I got this. I'm gonna find
a replacement host right now.

- Okay.
- Good.

Remember, this is your project.

Okay. Bye.

Babe, what's wrong?

The host backed out last minute.

Now, I have to find
a replacement. Right now.

Babe, hello, I can be the host.

I can totally do that for you.

It's gonna be so much fun!

We're just going for a fresh look today.

Do you like it?

Can we go lighter on the concealer?

It's too much.

Okay. No problem. Look up.

I'll just smudge it out. Okay, check.

Hey. Just checking in.

- Hi!
- Hi.

Hi, sir. I'm Gaila, makeup artist.

Hi. Shane from Jade Properties.

- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.

This is Sammie.
Sammie is our model for today.

- We've met.
- Yeah.

Yeah. And she's my girlfriend.

Wow, girlfriend.

You look good together.

Good luck. Excuse me.

- How are you? You good?
- Good. Do I look good?

Daddy, I made this project for art class.
The teacher gave me an A-plus.

That's my kid.

I'm so proud of you, baby.

But I'll see it later.
Let me talk to Mommy.

- Okay.
- Mommy?

Hello. She keeps asking for you.

What time will you be home? We miss you!

Maybe tomorrow, baby.

Yeah. Looks like
the shoot's going to run late.

I see.

So, don't wait for me.
But I'll see you guys soon, okay?

Okay, hon.

All right, ten minutes, we'll start.

- Ten? We're ready now.
- Yeah.

- Now?
- Yeah.

- Ready?
- Yeah.

- It's upstairs.
- See you. All right.

Do you want to try this?

It complements your eyeshadow.

Okay, this is your time to shine.
You're the expert here,

you have to know all the details
of this house, where it's from, et cetera.

Call the cameras! Let's go for a take.

Camera.

Rolling!

Action.

So this house was rebuilt
and redesigned to look modern…

contemporary…

house.

To look modern…

To be a contemporary house.

Contemporary house.

So the lot area for this house is around…

- Can we… Can we take this again?
- Nine… inch?

- Yeah?
- Yeah, sure.

It's "modern contemporary"
and "900 square meters".

And it was built in the 19…

- 1970s!
- '70s, that's it. Okay.

Sorry. Let's do another one.

So, a brief history about this house.
This house was built in 1970s.

So this house was rebuilt and remodeled
to be a modern contemporary house.

So the lot area of this house is around

eight hundred…

- Sorry.
- Go ahead.

Nine. Nine hundred.

Nine hundred, and then…

Your face is just a bit too serious.

Smile. So the viewers…

You want them to think this will be
the best decision of their life, okay?

Babe?

- Okay.
- Okay.

- One more!
- One more, please.

- Everybody, one more.
- Okay.

From the top.

So, a brief history about this house.

This house was built in the 1970s…

Cut. Sorry, cut.

Makeup!

Makeup.

Yes, sir?

Can you do something about the eyes?

- They don't look good.
- Okay.

- I got it.
- Thank you. I'm sorry again.

- That will be…
- I'm…

Yeah, okay.

Can you make it two?

Yep. Look up.

Why is it green?

For color correction.

I stand corrected.

Can you also smile a little, babe?

"This house was built…" Do it like that.

I have an idea for this shoot.

Yeah, babe, go ahead. What is it?

It's called walking the hell out!

What's this?

I just saw the video shoot rushes.

Your host lacks energy and presence.

Come on, Shane.

How can you expect to take over a firm

if you can't handle a simple shoot?

Yes, Dad. I know.

I promise I'll take care of this.

Babe?

Babe, are you okay?

I'm breaking up with you.

What?

Shane, I'm so tired of you.

This has been the most
exhausting relationship.

We've been only together for what?
Three months?

Wait. Is this about the shoot, babe?

Babe, I was doing that for you.
I wanted you to look good!

You're always trying to fix me!

From my makeup to my clothes,
and even my grammar!

Can I just live my life?

Worst shoot ever. The stress! God.

You want to destress?

It's over! I'm so tired!
I'm so done with you!

Get out!

Get out!

- And you're not even good in bed!
- What the fuck?

I've been faking it!

It was improv and I fucking nailed it!

Mr. Albert, can you give me a ride?
I want to leave this shitshow behind.

I'm not good in bed?

I don't know where to start.

Let's just grab a drink.

I mean, really, dude?

Telling everyone she was faking it?

Fuck, that's so embarrassing.

You know what?
Whatever, it doesn't matter.

She was nothing like Alexia anyway.

Will you stop stressing over
your love life?

Welcome back to the single club.

- Cheers!
- Cheers.

Yuck!

You okay?

I have a question.

What was going on
with you and the photographer?

That was a bit scandalous.

That's nothing.
Just a no-strings fling with that DILF.

Until I found out he's got a whole family.

Casual hookups are fine, no problem.

But getting involved with a family man?

That's where I draw the line.

Love always ends one way.

It's either…

you stick with it
even when you're unhappy,

or… you love fully

just to get cheated on.

That's deep.

Is that your ex?

Maybe you'll get back together.

"Baby, I love you… I love you, babe!"

Stop it.

Pick it up!

It's my dad.

You know, real estate
is practically in my blood.

Before I even had the choice
to decide what I wanna do,

I already had the office, the job…

You're still not happy?

- Yeah, no.
- Unbelievable.

What do you really want?

I wanna open a speakeasy.

I want a place that's laid-back,
I can be myself…

People can come in

and I can make their lives
a little bit lighter because of my drinks.

You know?

But Dad says no,
because real estate is more practical.

You know, it's more realistic.

But fuck that shit, right?

You're not gonna do it
because someone told you?

Pretty much.

Fuck that shit, for real!

I just don't want to fail.

What do you mean?

It's normal to fail.

You think you can just open a bar
and expect magic to happen?

That's not how it works, man.
You have to claim it! Work for it.

Gain experience.

Just keep going!

Right?

You just don't want to do it.

No, enough about me.

You… I mean, I've seen you sing.

- I've seen you do makeup.
- Yes.

What's your deal? What and who are you?

Why put myself in a box?

As long as it's
something creative, I'm in.

Being a makeup artist is fun.

The work's great,
but gigs can be hard to find.

That's why I started graphic design.

I'm Jill-of-all-trades.

Graphic artist?

You're really talented.

- No, seriously. I mean, your parents--
- Thank you.

No, I'm serious.
Your parents must be proud.

Proud? They all packed up and left.

My father left us when I was three.

Mom married a foreigner

and moved to Canada.

Eventually, all my siblings followed.

They want me to go too.

I was like, "No!"

What will I do there?

Mom told me,

"Marry a rich man
so your future's all set."

No way! I can take care of myself!

I can survive on my own.

I can manage myself.

But I don't know.

It feels like
I'm not getting anywhere here either.

You know what?

Maybe, just maybe, hear me out.

If you put all your efforts
and focus it on one thing,

maybe become successful.
I mean, there's a bigger chance, right?

It goes the same way with dating.

If you just focus on dating
or finding that one person,

you'll save all this time you're spending
with the wrong people.

Right?

Is that so? Fine.

I'll take your advice,

if you follow mine.

Okay.

You know what, you should enjoy life more.

Do you get me,
Mr. Serious Relationships Only?

You should start dating around.

No strings, no pressure…

Stop looking for love.

Fine, okay.

Then let tonight be the beginning
of my casual dating era.

- No more looking for love.
- Yes!

Just fun?

Yeah?

I'm not even sure. You have to teach me.

What do I have to do? What do I do?

Do you know what else sucks
about breakups?

What?

You're not only breaking up
with the person,

you're breaking up with his whole family

- and friends.
- And friends.

And you love them too.

And when they send messages
asking how you're doing,

even though they didn't do anything wrong,
you just want to say, "Screw you!"

You changed your whole life for them…

Even your friend groups.

It's so hard.

- You're used to going out together.
- Right?

But now it's too awkward to hang out.

Everyone has to adjust.

Even worse when they all hang out together

- and leave you out.
- And leave you out!

Shit, that hurts.

I'm drunk. Let's go home.

You wanna dance?

Dance?

- Watch out!
- Ouch!

- You know what's funny?
- What?

- Why does alcohol--
- I better find this funny.

I guess it's not that fun. Shut up.

We drink alcohol even if it's bad for us.

- Why do you drink?
- I don't know.

- Why do I drink?
- No idea.

You're bad for me.

We even celebrate it.

- When we're sad, we drink.
- We still drink.

- When we're happy, we drink.
- We celebrate.

- When I'm mad, I buy--
- Alcohol.

Actually--

What am I doing with my life?

Even if there's no reason to,
we still drink.

- Do you know why?
- Why?

It's delicious.

That's true.

- Here's the thing--
- No. I can walk.

Sure… Hey! Sorry.

I'm fine.

Who do you want to fight tonight?

No one, you warfreak.

Sometimes we want what we can't have.

- Things that are bad for us.
- Yeah.

Like… love.

- Wow, deep!
- That's deep!

That's deep!

- That wasn't bad for a one-night stand.
- Well?

It was okay.

Different.

So, you faked it?

I'll head out now.
Got a workshop to catch.

Fuck. Back to reality.

Well, at least we had a break in between.

I wish the break in between
lasted forever.

Come on.

I'll go ahead.

Bye.

Wait.

What if…

What if we become each other's
in betweens?

What does that mean? We can

link up,

have sex,

drink,

talk about our feelings?

Yeah.

All of the above.

But…

What if we end up in relationships?

Okay.

If we fall in love
with other people, we'll end this.

Sure. But there better be no gross drama
if one of us gets taken.

Yes, agree.

No asking, "Where are you?"

"Why aren't you answering my texts?"

Because we're not
each other's priority, right?

Right.

Because our priority
is to fix our lives and figure shit out.

Okay, agree.

- Okay?
- Agree.

What now?

What if you fall in love with me?

Or what if one day, all of a sudden,
you decide you want to start a family?

Wow! Me, really?

Aren't you the soft one between us?

As if! Keep dreaming.

I don't want to be your wife.
I'll never marry you.

Okay, same here.
I don't wanna marry you either.

- Good. Perfect.
- Great.

- Okay.
- Deal.

All right. Bye.

This part's interesting.

- You've watched this before?
- No. Just a feeling.

All horror movies are the same.

I told you!

Okay, Mr. I Have A Dream Bar

and I'm An Alcohol Expert.

- Alcoholic. Yeah?
- Enlighten me.

What's the difference
between draft and craft beer?

Check this out.

- Oh, sure.
- Okay.

Leave this to me.

Go to the next one.

How about Angelica?

- Bad news?
- Yeah.

So nice to meet you, Doc.

Philip.

"Doc" gives off hospital vibes.

Okay, I'm sorry, Philip.

How are you?

So draft beer, it's just
when you put it inside the keg,

- and it looks nice because of the tap.
- Okay, got it.

Craft beer is made by small businesses
and has a unique taste.

I'm looking for something serious.

Me too.

Playing games gets old, doesn't it?

What else do you do? Hobbies and such.

Well, more creative. I'm a makeup artist.

I take on all kinds of gigs.

Personally, I want a family.

I'm ready to settle down.

- That's good to hear.
- I'm finally serious about life.

How will I find "the one" that way?

- You're right.
- Please.

Friendzoned him.

She even said to me,

I'm a golden retriever type or something?

I can see it.

Wow.

What does that even mean?
Who made that up?

Aren't muscular men just

overcompensating for having
small dick energy?

- Excuse me?
- I'm sure he takes whey protein.

Big dick? Doesn't matter.
It's all about the motion of the ocean.

So it's like people, huh?

- I guess?
- Some are boring

and some are more exciting?

Kind of.

- Yeah.
- Complicated?

Yeah.

Which one am I?

You're the drink I never knew I needed.

But since I got a taste…

Is it even true when people say,

they'd rather choose

a career over a relationship?

Can't they have both?

No, there's no way
it works out perfectly like that.

If perfection existed, you'd miss
the little good things in life.

- Like?
- Little good things like this.

Good company, good vibes,
good music, good drink.

Me?

Me?

- A threesome could work.
- Sure, yeah.

Two guys? I mean…

Sorry.

- Three people?
- Have you experienced it?

- Who knows.
- Wow!

- Feels good, right?
- Don't you dare--

It's wet? Why is it wet?

- Fuck! I have to go.
- Shit! I have to go.

I cracked it, bro. I cracked it.

Cracked what? Cracked… life?

Brother, love? Lust? Two different things.

Yes!

So, lust, you can just have fun.

No strings attached,
no emotions, no anything.

You can just have fun,
and do all those things,

and that's the code. I cracked it.

So you're simply saying you're joining
the no-strings-attached club.

Exactly.

You got it.

Good for you.

- I mean--
- Great for me.

- Good for you. Look at you!
- Wonderful for me.

You look good!

- Right?
- Is this a rebrand?

I mean, I love it.

I like this you better
than the one who cries all the time.

Over Alexia.

Let's not say her name.

- Yeah.
- Her?

- Her.
- Her.

But I am… I am. I'm over her.

I don't even think about her,

I don't daydream about her,

I don't get crazy nightmares about her.
I'm… It's over.

It's over. Completely over.

That's good. I mean,
when did you learn how to sleep around?

Let's just say somebody taught me
that you can have fun in life

without making things too complicated.

This collateral is fine.

But I still have some tweaks.

The company's branding
has to be warm and artisanal,

but also sleek.

Nothing too rustic.

But also not too modern.

The colors should be warm,

but also cool.

Okay, sir. So, warm colors,
but also cool. Yes.

Oh, we don't have additional budget
to buy a specific font.

We want it a bit handwritten and raw.

Could you paint it yourself?

Myself?

Sorry, hold on, sir.

These are pretty major revisions,
but the deadline's immediate?

Correct.

Also, the café's opening
got moved up to next month.

I need the signage in three days.

Okay, sir. I'll figure something out.

Okay, thanks. Bye.

Warm but cool? What the hell?

Las Islas Filipinas
is so rich with history.

And did you know that it was named
after King Philip II of Spain?

And during that time, the archipelago
was considered a key factor

in the Spanish expansion.

That's so interesting, Prof.

It's like--

But it's not just about
the geographical label.

Las Islas Filipinas is… has a deep…

Here you go.

So, Sarah… Sarah, right?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

I didn't get to ask you earlier,

what's your idea of, like, a good time?

Travel? Shopping? Food?

A foodie?

I just want some peace and quiet.

You know, just watching the world go by.

A homebody.

What's the difference
between draft and craft beer?

Why would I want to know that?

Anyway, going back…

Every island of Las Islas Filipinas
is a piece of a larger puzzle.

They all contribute to the cultural…

It just feels nice to zone out for a bit.

Excuse me.

@GAILA: Where are you?

@SHANE: On a date. It's the worst.

…geographical historical landscape

called the Philippines.

And I'm just so proud to know
this thing about Las Islas Filipinas.

Sorry, hold on.

Hello?

Hello?

Where are you?
You lost Grandma in the mall?

What?

Grandma's missing?

She's 80 years old.

I told you to watch her.

Papa will get mad when he finds out.

Fine, I'm heading there.

I'm on my way. Yes, okay. Bye.

I'm so sorry.

- Family emergency.
- It's fine.

I have to go.

Are you okay?

I'm so sorry.

I think I have to go.
I have a family emergency.

I'm really sorry.

It's okay.

Excuse me.

- Looks good, I think.
- Here.

- Wow, thanks.
- Sure.

This client is driving me crazy.

They think revising a logo is so easy.

What am I, a magician?

That's how it is at first.

But knowing you…

I'm sure you love the challenge.

You know, it's all
gonna be worth it in the end.

And if you need help,

I'm right here, aren't I?

Okay.

You said you lived here
with your best friend?

Yeah, but she's not here now.

She's in Palawan,
on vacation with her boyfriend,

while I'm slaving away for money.

You need a break.

Destress.

You said it.

Let's hit up Long Bar later.

They have a new menu I want you to try.

I'm down.

You seem inspired today.

What can I say? I guess…

Mixing drinks is my way of

making something good
out of something that once hurt.

That's deep.

By the way, what did your dad say
about your bar plan?

Actually, I haven't told him yet.

What? You haven't told him, why not?

Look, he wants me to do
a new project this month.

Imagine if I just left the group.

Can't I just open the bar
without him finding out?

What if I hit you on the head?

Tell him.

No matter how he reacts,

whether he's supportive or not,

you'll still be moving forward
with your dream.

And that in itself is a win.

That must be your dad.

You're in trouble.

I have a date.

Right now. She's there right now.

Now?

Yeah.

Well, the fuckboy's got himself a date.

Hurry up. Don't be late.

So…

no Long Bar tonight.

Yeah, obviously.

Okay.

- You can make it up to me.
- I'll make it up to you.

- You owe me.
- Yes.

- Go on.
- Bye.

Enjoy.

"Enjoy"?

- Bye.
- Bye.

@MOM: Hi, Gaila, how are you?

Which movie did you like more, Philip?

The horror or the comedy?

The comedy.

The kid was super cute.

Reminded me of my patient last week.

He wouldn't take his meds.

I had to sing by his bed

so he'd take them.

So I did.

You sang to him?

Complete with hand gestures.

Take your medicine

Get well soon

- You're good!
- Then he took his meds.

- A doctor and a singer.
- Super good.

Are you sure you're not AI-generated?

You know, I haven't seen
any red flags from you yet.

But I'm sure you have one.

I bet you're a secret heartbreaker.

Gosh.

No secret heartbreak, promise.

I think my red flag

is having a low tolerance for alcohol.

- Really? How low?
- I try to avoid drinking.

Two drinks.

And I start making

questionable life choices.

- Two drinks?
- Two.

Really? Wow, Doc, do I need to
carry you down these steps?

It's nothing like that.

You know what, you're funny.

Can I be honest with you?

Sure.

I've enjoyed our dates
these last few months.

Me too.

I'm having a party at my place.

Weekend gathering with the family.

You can join us if you're free.
You're very welcome.

And… No pressure.

Only if you feel like it.

- This… this weekend?
- Yeah.

I have some errands.

But aren't you seeing other girls?
Maybe they'd want to come.

Hey, you're the only one
I want to be with.

Well…

I'm just not ready for that yet, Philip.

I think we're going too fast.

I can wait.

Jade Property's expansion in Makati
is already locked in.

It's a 20-hectare development.

Son,

this is the kind of project

that cements a legacy.

You are the next Santillanes
that will lead this firm.

It's always been you.

No.

No?

Dad, I spent my whole life
doing what you wanted.

Because that's what I thought
I needed to do to be the perfect son.

To make you proud.

But you never once asked me
what did I want to do.

And what I want to do is make cocktails.

I want to open a speakeasy.

I want to create
a new experience for people.

That's what makes me feel alive.

Go ahead.

It's a hobby, right?

But that's it.

It's only a hobby.

It's a distraction.

This cocktail phase of yours?

It's meant to kill time.

It's not just a hobby.

This is what I want to do, Dad.

This is what I'm choosing.

Enjoy your drinks.
If you need anything, I'll be in the bar.

- Thanks!
- Thank you.

I did it.

I stood my ground and I told him.

- It felt so good.
- Right?

I felt free. I mean,
I feel like right now,

I could take on the world.

You're so extra.

No, finally, I did something for myself.
I mean…

By the way,
I had another date with the doctor.

Okay.

What happened?

Nothing. He was just perfect.

He got his life together.

And then he invited me
to his family gathering.

Wait, this is good news, right?

Of course it's good news, but…

You know what I said?

I told him

to ask someone else.

Gaila, why?

Come on, Shane. My life is a mess.

I just do what I want to do.

You know… For how long, I don't know.

He should thank me. I did him a favor.

What's wrong?

Is that him?

Shane.

Shane, I have to go.

No.

No.

They should be the ones to leave.

What's wrong with you?

We're having a fun time, right?

Laugh.

- Is that what he said?
- Yeah.

He said that?

He did!

- No way!
- I know, right?

He thought he could get away with it.
He didn't!

No! He even said it twice!

- He said it twice!
- No way!

Oh, my God, I can't believe it.

Oh, my God!

Hey.

I'm here.

Thank you.

Of course. Always.

Always.

Shane.

I'm here.

Come in.

Have a seat.

I'm fine.

You want something to drink?

Beer.

Wow, Mr. Martini now wants beer.

- Let me help.
- I'm fine.

Gaila, sorry, I think I broke this.

What's this anyway?

It's Tristan's.

Some of his work. He's into pottery.

That's his "art." Since he's an "artist."

I don't know.

Why do you still have it?

Twelve years of that love bullshit,

and that?

That's my consolation prize.

Meanwhile, I gave everything
to that fucker. Everything!

I even stayed here instead of
moving to Canada with my family.

For him. Because we were
supposed to get married.

And what did he tell me?

I'm sorry.

You're not wife material.

You're not a serious person.

You're too carefree.

And you know what hurts the most?

Seeing them happy, building a family,

as if nothing happened,
as if they never hurt anybody.

And what do I get? What the fuck, right?

So you've been keeping this.

Secretly.

Gaila.

Gaila.

Why won't you let yourself be happy?

- Oops.
- Shane!

What the hell?

Wait.

Give me your hands.

Look at me.

Let yourself be happy.

Yeah?

You think I should
head over there, Bubbles?

Like the first swig of beer
after a long day,

slowly settling warm in your gut,

Gaila isn't just a drink.

She's the warmth that lingers,

the rush that stays long
after the glass is empty.

Fuck, shut up, Shane.

Wow! So you were just here.

You haven't been responding.
You left your shirt.

What can I say? I had a good teacher.

You left without a shirt on?

Unbelievable.

Chill here for a bit. I'll get dressed.

You should.

Make yourself at home.

What's this?

Does this have alcohol?

No!

Wow.

I imagine less seats,
but it's like, it's more…

- It's private?
- I was just thinking the same thing.

You want it to feel exclusive…

Exclusive, and give a… I guess
you can hear the person you're talking to.

- Experience, like, dim lights.
- Dim lights.

I want to keep a lot of natural choices.

What's this?

A gift from the one that got away?

Should I rip it?

- Let's do it!
- Don't.

I will!

- Come on!
- Don't!

- Let's rip--
- Gaila, don't.

Okay.

Okay. Sorry.

I'll head out.
I just brought your shirt over.

There's this girl.

She's tough.

A little wild, actually.

Gaila.

But she's not my type.

I mean, she's…

she's not what I'm looking for,
not what I'm used to.

Bro, she has a name. Gaila.

I mean…

Anyone who replaced her out of your mind,
I mean, deserves an award.

But I feel bad.

I feel guilty.

- She found the napkin.
- The napkin?

The napkin.

She was joking about ripping it in half.

I stopped her.

I was wrong, wasn't I?

Be honest, was I?

I was wrong, wasn't I?

Bro, that's your problem.

I mean, nothing's ever that deep for you,
and you make sure it isn't.

If this

Gaila makes you feel good,

don't wait for her to make the first move.

Do it.

Text her.

- Now? Text her?
- Now.

- Go. Go.
- Okay, I'm texting!

Wait.

Boss Jim?

Sir, are you free tonight?

I need backup at the rooftop bar.
I have an emergency.

- Backup?
- Can you cover for me?

Yes, boss, why not? Yeah.

Actually, that will be
a good experience for me.

I'll be there, boss. See you.

See you, boss. Okay. Bye.

- Text her.
- I will.

Hey.

I'm sorry about last time.

I must have been in a mood.
I didn't mean to offend you.

No, don't worry. It's fine.

How was your family gathering?

It was fun.

Did you end up taking someone?

No.

Just spent time with my family.

You would have loved it there.

We went to this
restaurant with a waterfall,

the view was amazing,

and you could hear the water flowing.

It was so beautiful.

I don't mean to cut you or anything,

but do you want to move over there?

Let's drink.

Sure, whatever you want.

- Yeah?
- Let's just finish our meal.

Yeah, okay. Let's eat.

Hey, Philip.

Thank you.

Even if you're not much of a drinker,
you still kept me company.

Of course.

- The drinks here are delicious, promise.
- Really?

Server.

- Grab some dinner.
- All right, okay.

- Okay.
- Thank you.

Can we order a--

Yeah, sorry, guys…
Do you know what you want?

One mule.

Moscow mule?

- Moscow mule, yeah.
- Moscow mule for me. And for the lady?

One beer.

One beer.

Figures.

I'll be right back with your drinks.

Have I told you
how beautiful you look tonight?

Doc! Thank you.

You too.

- And you smell really good, like a baby.
- Wow.

Like a baby.

- Order something. Food here is good.
- Food?

- How do you wanna order?
- Okay, guys, here are your drinks.

Thank you.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

You know what? Sorry, I just… if I may,

you two make such a cute couple.

Adorable.

No. We're not a couple yet.

Oh, really?

But it's getting quite serious.

This guy is such a gentleman.

Not like… those messy,

- overcomplicated guys.
- Okay.

Wow. This drink is smooth.

- Thank you.
- I can barely taste the alcohol.

Is that so, sir?

Quick fix solution coming up!

Let's pour in some more vodka,

to get that kick right away. Right?

There you go.

- To the brim.
- That's too much.

That's a lot.

He can handle it.

Or…

you can just get drunk off me tonight.

I have to ask.

I got a sense that you

just wanted something
casual from last time.

What changed?

Actually, when I met you, I really
wasn't looking for anything serious.

But I have this fuck buddy
who told me that

I should look for something
more long-term.

So, yeah.

Sorry, guys, not that
I'm eavesdropping or anything,

but I can hear you from across the bar

and I just want to
congratulate you both because

your relationship seems to
be getting serious, yeah?

Sir, if I'm not mistaken,
it's your first time here at the bar?

Yeah, first time.

So you get
a free complimentary welcome shot

and another one on the house.

And for you, ma'am?

Can you handle it?

Some people think
they can handle something, but they can't.

- Can you?
- I can handle it.

And I don't back down.

Okay.

I'm just saying,
people think they can handle it,

then end up getting sick at the end.

Shit.

Exhibit A.

Are you okay?

I'm wasted.

That's strong.

Wasted?

I have to go.

I need to be at the hospital
early tomorrow…

- Water, water!
- So…

- Water, boys!
- Let me know how much I owe you.

On the house.

- We're out of water?
- I'll take a cab and get my car tomorrow.

- Sorry, excuse me.
- Are you good?

- Can you walk?
- Yeah?

- He's fine. Bye.
- Excuse me, guys.

The bill isn't fine.

What's wrong with you?

What? It was on the house.
It's free alcohol.

You're out of water? Really?

Gaila!

Don't… Gaila!

Gaila, wait!

Wait.

I just want to talk.

I just want to talk.

What the hell, Shane?
For fuck's sake! What's your problem?

You think I couldn't tell
you were trying to get my date drunk?

Relax, that wasn't my intention.
I really wanted to talk to you

because you haven't been answering
my texts, my messages.

What? Why are you even
expecting a reply from me?

We're not each other's
priorities, remember?

What are we even doing?

Well, is it wrong
for me to care all of a sudden?

You just left the other night.

I just want to know if you're safe

- or alive…
- I'm here!

- …if you've eaten?
- I'm fine!

- Okay! Okay.
- I'm good!

I was trying to avoid this kind of drama.

Have you forgotten our deal?

We're just each other's in betweens.

No attachment,

no feelings,

no anything.

Okay?

Okay.

- Okay. Move.
- But, really, that guy?

That guy?

- Are you serious about him?
- None of your business.

Come on, Gaila.

Last week,

that meant nothing to you?

Can you tell me why you're so mad at me?

It can't be just about that doctor.

- Why are you so mad at me?
- I'm not mad at you, okay?

I'm angry at myself.

This wasn't supposed to be
anything serious, right?

But I guess I'm so stupid
that I fell in love with you!

What was that?

What was that?

Nothing!

You're in love with me?

You won't admit it, okay,

fine.

Then I'll go first.

Sure,

we had a deal at first.

We're just in betweens.

And I told myself

I wouldn't fall for somebody like you.

Something changed.

Gaila,

nobody makes me feel this way.

You're like my best friend.

But then we have sex.

We can talk about the weirdest,
you know, most random thing,

but then we can also switch
to something so deep and meaningful.

That never happens.

I don't get like this with anybody else.

Only you.

I think about you all the time.

I'm so done with this casual shit.

I'm so over this in between… nonsense.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you too.

I love you more.

I love you most.

I love you mostest.

Fine!

You win.

You win.

Now, kiss me.

So, sir, it's called The Hidden.

Nowadays, people, they don't
really like noisy places anymore.

Noisy bars…

They want intimacy.

And it's not always about the drinks,
it's more about the experience, sir.

You've got vision, Mr. Santillanes,
I'll give you that.

But bars aren't built on ideas.

They're built on numbers.

And without a proven track record,

an investor like me sees risk,

not opportunity.

Yeah, okay. Yeah.

Yes, sir.

Thank you for your time.

Experience.

Everybody wants experience.

How the hell
am I supposed to get experience

if nobody gives me a chance?

I'm so close to giving up.
I swear, babe, I'm tired.

Hey!

You're such a drama queen.

What the hell!

That's normal, you know.

You can't give up.

We'll figure something out.

What if you do a bar takeover?

You'll be the guest bartender,

and you can feature
all your signature cocktails?

Like, we can post your drinks
to build engagement,

build your media presence.

- Yeah.
- That's actually a good id…

What if nobody goes?

Okay. No, what if they go
and give a bad review?

Well, at least you tried.

At least you did it.

Right?

Besides, hello?

I'm here.

I'll help you.

Let's custom design your menu,

let's make you a playlist.

Let's make it exciting.

You're the best, babe.

I know I'm the best.

You know, even if

you're busy with work,

you still help me out.

I appreciate you.

Of course.

I can't wait for you
to meet my friends and my dad,

so they see how amazing you are.

I appreciate you.

I've only been gone for a month,

and now you have a boyfriend?

In fairness.

But I'm so happy for you.

My gosh. Girl, long story.

I was surprised myself.

This girl just fell in love.

So, do I look good now?

Am I girlfriend material enough?

- Let me see.
- How is it?

Let me see your back.
What bra are you wearing?

I'm not wearing one.

- Approved!
- Okay?

You look like a female lead.

Oh, look at you.

A goddess.

Hold on,

I'm getting nervous.

What if his friends
and family don't like me?

They're rich people. They might judge me.

First of all,

you'd pass as a rich woman.

- Really?
- Yes.

You just happen to prefer
flip-flops over heels.

And second, if they judge you,

tell me and I'll have them disbarred.

You're really something.

I never used to mind events like this.

But now, I don't know.

Girl, Shane chose you.

You don't need to prove anything.

I don't have a fabulous
career or reputation.

I don't have a title or anything.

It sucks being a Jill-of-all-trades.

Come here.

There's nothing wrong with that, okay?

That's your edge.

And it's what makes you unique.

Come on, let's put on some more lipstick.

Fine, I believe you.

Shane,

I don't want us
to avoid this conversation.

I've been thinking about
what you said to me.

And…

I think we both should compromise.

Let's meet halfway.

- Really, Dad?
- Yeah.

- You mean it?
- Yeah.

I'll be supporting your cocktail business.

But… you have to build it

in one of Jade Property's developments.

Okay?

We will integrate your bar

into the hotel.

You can do what you love

and within a solid business structure.

- Yeah, but, Dad--
- Shane. Come on.

Be smart about this, okay?

I'm giving this to you

so you can do it without struggling, okay?

Of course, there are conditions.

Your bar will be under
corporate management.

You'll have partners that will have a say
on how things are run.

If that's the case, Dad, then--

Sir, wait.

Excuse me. If I may speak.

Shane strongly believes in his dream bar.

Actually,

he makes drinks every day to practice.

He studies,

talks to investors.

He even has a secret notebook
of all his cocktail recipes.

And he's got his whole business plan
ready to pitch.

Thank you.

I wanna open a speakeasy, Dad.

Even if it's small.
I want it intimate and personal.

I want it to be a place where anybody
can walk in and feel right at home.

And I've been practicing.

I've been studying

and I've been saving up.

So, I will open one

on my own terms.

Whether I have your support or not.

Sir, I'm sure you started the same way.

From scratch.

Just like Shane.

And it's not just land
that holds market value.

Alcohol brings in a fast ROI.

You know,

this is my favorite drink.

Yeah. I told you.

Cheers.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

Cheers.

Thank you.

- Cheers, guys.
- Cheers.

Cheers, everybody, nice to meet you.

So, you must be quite the catch.

We know how much of
a perfectionist Shane is.

He wouldn't just settle for anyone.

He's definitely had his fair share
of impressive women,

and didn't even give them a look back.

That's too much, bro. That's not true.

That's too much.

So, how did you win this guy over?

No, wait.
I think maybe I should tell them.

- Bruh?
- She didn't win me over.

I fell head over heels in love for her.

- Really?
- Wow!

- Who said "I love you" first?
- Not me.

"I love you"?

- "I love you" already?
- "Why do I feel like I love you already?"

Do you agree?

Stop it!

You're embarrassing me!

So, Gaila, what do you do?

Shane says you're so busy these days.

Well, for now, I'm a graphic artist.

- But I'm still trying to figure it out.
- That's nice.

- Sometimes--
- No, she's being humble.

Okay.

Gaila is a superstar.

She's a graphic designer,
a musician, and a makeup artist.

She juggles all three at the same time.
I've never met anyone as talented

and as artistic as her. Seriously.

But, yeah, I was saying--

It's true, you don't understand.

She can make a graphic design
out of thin air.

And then still have time to write music,
and still have time to be a makeup artist.

- Three jobs.
- Yeah. Who has time to do that?

I won't survive it.
I don't know how you do it, babe.

- I don't know how you do it.
- Wow.

So that's the reason why this guy
can't stop talking about you.

Have you guys heard the news?

Did you guys know that Alexia
is actually back from France?

- Are you serious?
- Yeah.

Like, she got back,
I think, like, last week.

I saw her Stories.

Good for her.

- Cheers? Cheers!
- Cheers!

Cheers it up.

Do you pay your taxes?

Of course.

Yeah.

Actually, it's frustrating

- how those taxes eat into my paycheck.
- Fact, no?

Where does it even go? I don't see it.

- I don't know.
- I don't know.

How's the business going, bro?

How was it, babe? Did you have fun?

Just tired.

Babe, if it's something I said or did,

you should just tell me.

Total superstar.

Really?

You didn't have to hype me up
like that to your friends.

Hype?

I wasn't hyping you.
I was just telling my friends.

I was talking about
my super-talented girlfriend.

Wow, super?

Super, really?
Is that why you kept talking over me?

I was still talking and then you
cut me off with that bullshit!

Do you not want them to know the real me?

Come on, babe. You are super talented.

And that's what I love about you.

For fuck's sake, what the hell?
Are you messing with me?

Me? Talented? I don't even know
what I want to do with my life.

Talented my ass.

I'm sorry, okay?
I wasn't trying to be rude.

I was trying to be nice.
I didn't want you to feel out of place.

I didn't feel out of place!

Not until you made me feel
that I needed to be perfect

to fit in with your perfect
English-speaking friends!

- There you go.
- Sure, I don't speak well!

I'm not refined! What else?

At least you're owning up
to your feelings.

You know what,
maybe if you stuck to something,

something you were good at,

then you wouldn't feel like shit
and we wouldn't be having this argument.

Sorry then!

And you wouldn't be projecting
your feelings onto me!

I said I was sorry! Sorry I'm not perfect!

Unlike your one that got away!

Shane.

- Hi!
- Hi.

Hi.

Hi.

What brings you here?

Well, I just had a meeting downstairs

and they told me you were here
and I had to come and make sure it's true.

I was…

I figured we were bound to see each other.

- It's a small world.
- It is.

The world of F&B is really so small.

So,

- Master Sommelier, how does it feel?
- Gosh.

I didn't spend a year drowning
in Bordeaux for nothing, right?

- Right.
- Yeah.

And I'm so back

and I'm finally staying for good.

For good?

- That's great.
- What about you? Look at you! I mean…

You're finally doing what you love, I see?

Finally, yes I am.

Cheers to the both of us.

- Can I grab this? Amazing.
- You can. I just made this.

I actually want you to try that one.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

You've done good work.

You're a real artist.

That's why I feel so bad about this.

I met with the other partners today.

And while we love your art,

the team feels
we need to take the café's branding

in a different direction.

Excuse me?

They want a different art style.

So, we went with another designer.

Sorry about this.

Wait, what?

I spent weeks working on this.

I'm even drawing in my dreams.

How could this happen
when all the deliverables were in place?

We really appreciate your effort.

But this is our partners' decision.

What about the work I did?

Sir, you have to pay me in full.

Since we didn't sign a contract,

we'll give you 20% of your rate.

We really apologize.

Promise, you'll be top of mind
for our next project.

Are you okay, girl?

I'm tired.

I can't catch a break with this life.

Girl, I hate to add to everything,

but Jay…

is asking when you're moving out.

I told him,

be patient,
since finding a new place isn't easy.

But we've been arguing about it a lot.

And he's not budging.

Gaila, I'm sorry-

Stop it.

Don't apologize.

You and Jay have been so generous to me.

I should have moved out long ago.

I should be the one saying sorry.

I never meant to cause tension
between you and Jay.

Hey, you didn't do anything wrong, okay?

You know, I love having you here.

I just have to choose my battles.

Of course. I understand.

You should prioritize your relationship.

Not everyone gets to have
a good thing like that.

To know one's place in life,

in the world, in love,

and even at work.

You're so lucky.

You've got it all.

I hope it happens for me too.

You're so dramatic.

I'm not perfect.

Whether it's work or a relationship,

I'm just happy to be there.

That's why I fight for it and stand by it.

Simple as that.

Babe?

I have nowhere else to go.

I'm a mess. I'm always bothering people.

Hey.

Don't say sorry.

You're my girlfriend.

I'm happy you're here.

You're not bothering me.

Okay?

I'm sorry too,

for what happened the other night.

I don't know what got into me.

But don't worry. My mind's all cleared up.

I can help you with the bar takeover.
It will be awesome.

Stop saying sorry. It's fine.

I wasn't in the best mood
that night either. Okay?

Okay?

- And you brought Bubbles!
- I did!

- She's getting cold out here.
- I'm sorry.

Hey, little guy.

Let's go inside.

Thank you, babe.

I hope you don't take this the wrong way.

I saw Lex today.

It was completely coincidental.

We just talked about business.

She said that she could help
with the menu and future competitions.

She could also help out
through her connections.

But I promise that's it.

Well… that's great.

If she can help you, that's great.

And if she's got great ideas,
then why not?

And if you want her to help out
with planning the bar takeover,

it's fine.

She's in the past, right?

Really, babe? It's okay with you?

If it'll help you,

I'm down.

You're the best.

I know.

Thank you too.

Come inside? Okay?

Here's the idea.

Since this is a bar takeover,
we really have to make use of the space.

Thinking of keeping the lighting subtle
to maintain the ambiance

and still highlight your signature drinks.

We can also design the napkins, coasters.

- Is that okay?
- Coasters, yeah.

I think this could really work.

- Yeah! Yeah.
- It's awesome, huh?

Okay. You might have other ideas.

Shane, hi!

- Hey.
- Hi!

You look great! Hi.

- Hi! Gaila.
- Gail? Right?

- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you too.

Alexia, you're so pretty.

- Thank you.
- Please.

Thanks. You're the sweetest.

I got you.

The idea is to play around
with this color palette for a hip vibe.

And then we'll just mix in
some old-school jazz and indie music

- to cater to Gen Zs.
- Yeah. That's super trendy.

You wanna add something?

Yeah. I mean, the concept is really good.

It's very trendy.

I was just thinking.

I mean, Shane, knowing you,

isn't it a little tacky for your taste?

I'm sorry, I don't mean it like that.
I super love it, Gaila.

- It's just--
- It's fine.

Trends die fast.

And if there's one thing
that I learned in Paris,

timeless always wins.

And elegance never goes out of style.

I don't know, but I think
it needs to feel more exclusive.

You know?
Not just another stop along the block.

If we all collab, it'll all work out.

Yeah, I'm not here to, like,
cut down everything that you said.

It's just that I really want it to work,
and I know your vision because I know you.

I understand. Not at all. I don't
feel that way. I'm sure, same with Gaila.

Yeah.

- We all want it to work.
- Sure.

It will turn out good.

It's gonna be amazing
once we put this all together.

I hope so. I'm nervous but excited.

Yes, me too.
Oh, my God, it's really happening.

I know.

Should I rip it?

- Let's do it!
- Don't.

I don't see myself marrying you.

I don't wanna marry you either.

Mom?

Gaila, I'm glad you called.
I've been worried about you.

We haven't heard from you in ages.
What's going on with you?

Are you okay?

Sorry I haven't called, Mom.

So much has been happening,

but it feels like I'm running in circles.

I don't know. I'm just tired.

I told you, if you're tired,
you don't have to bear it alone.

You're welcome here in Canada.

We miss you, Gaila.

You're on storage room duty, man.

Time to bring out the alcohol.

Time check?

Okay.

- Hey.
- Lex.

It's way too early. We're not even
finished preparing yet.

Yeah, I…

I just wanted to chat with you
before things get busy later?

Yeah, sure. Is everything okay?

Yeah…

Shane.

You know, I was thinking, like,

it's just crazy because…

back in college,
we were just kids with big dreams.

All we ever wanted to do
was make people happy with our…

our creations, our drinks.

Yeah.

And look at us now.

I mean, look at you now.

I'm just so proud of you, Shane.

Look, I know you're with Gaila now and

she seems like a wonderful girl, but

if there's still a chance that

maybe you feel the same way?

I'd like to give us a try.

Lex.

- Don't.
- Shane.

My parents can fund us.
You won't have to struggle anymore, Shane.

We can finally make this dream happen.

I used to think

you loved me too.

You don't know how many times
I asked myself,

"Was I not enough?"

"Was what I did not enough?"

And how that broke me every single day.

And now you just walk back into my life

like nothing happened.

How the fuck is that fair, Lex?

I missed you.

Every single day, I missed you so much.

I've been waiting so long

for this conversation.

I've been waiting such a long time
for it to happen.

If you give me another chance,

I swear…

I'll never hurt you again.

I love you, Lex.

I will always love you, Lex.

You'll like this. It's strong.

You know what I mean?

Enjoy your time. Okay, thanks.

How are things? All good?

- All good.
- Okay.

I've taken any regular cocktail
you see on any menu

and added my own twist to it.

Like Sampaguita Sour,
Calamansi Old-Fashioned.

These are just to name a few,
and we have many more.

So, I do appreciate your interest.

Sure, here.

- Thank you! Much appreciated.
- No problem.

- I'll contact you. Thank you.
- Okay.

Ma'am, thank you.
Enjoy your evening. Enjoy.

Gaila.

Gaila.

Where were you?

- Where the fuck have you been?
- What?

I've been calling you all night.
I've been worried about you.

Why don't you answer?

I went drinking!

Drinking?

Of all nights, tonight?

With who?

Your friends?

Or a guy?

Son of a fucking bitch.

You're so fucking messed up.

- I swear--
- I know, okay?

I'm a mess. Didn't you know
what you got yourself into?

I knew what I was getting into!

I know!

But not tonight.

This night is fucking important.

I needed you. You weren't there!

You're such a hassle.

Then I guess it's fine.

To just pack up and head to Canada.

- Canada?
- Exactly. So I won't be a hassle to you!

You don't need me, Shane.

What the fuck are you talking about?

You don't need me, Shane!

You don't need me
because Alexia's here, right?

And she's perfect!

Perfect night, perfect event,

perfect girl, perfect couple.

Just fucking perfect!

You know me and her are just friends.

I heard everything!

Shane!

I heard how you told her
she's always on your mind.

And how you've been waiting
for her to come home.

Isn't that funny?

Maybe I really am
just an in between to you.

The girl that you date while
you wait for "the one" to come along.

That's not true.

That's not true!

Shane, I'm so tired of feeling useless!

It's like…

It's like nobody sees me.

I feel so small!

Like I never do anything right!

And I fucking…

fucking hate myself for it.

I'm done.

I told myself I need to change.

I need to turn my life around and focus.

I need to detox my life.

Detox?

So what are you cutting out? Me?

Really?

Me, of all people?

After everything?

I introduced you to my friends,
my family, my dad.

We planned everything.
Tonight was supposed to be ours.

Our night! Not mine, ours!

You made me believe in us.

You made me fucking believe.

This was important to me, Gaila.

This was the one fucking thing
I wish we didn't fuck up.

But we fucked it up.

Is it that easy for you?

I know we're fucked up, you're fucked up.

But is it that easy for you?

Did I mean anything to you?

I love you.

Tonight is our night.

I've been calling you.

Did you fuck him?

Yes.

Yes, I did.

It's okay, bro.

My life has always been
striving for perfection,

chasing the perfect plan,

the perfect girl,

the perfect life.

But perfection doesn't exist.

And the journey isn't about
achieving some flawless ideal.

It's like the search
for the ultimate cocktail.

It's not about creating the perfect drink,

but finding the one that truly satisfies.

All the way to the top.

Go ahead. Don't be shy.

And when life becomes too much,

what you need isn't another drink.

Sometimes, you just need a detox.

Alcohol.

The first sip, hitting you just right.

As if forgetting all your problems
while you're having the time of your life.

But when you drink too much?

Headache. Hangover.

But why do you still drink so much?

Because you're used to it.

Used to the cycle of getting drunk.

The cycle of being lost.

The cycle of blaming yourself.

Until when will you continue
to wake up with a hangover?

You need a detox.

And not just the temporary hangover cure.

A true detox that'll give you
true freedom and happiness.

One that won't require a chaser.

Sometimes, you'll get a glass of cold
water in the middle of a wild party.

To quench your thirst and wake you up.

Like Shane.

He woke me up into fixing my life.

He made me feel
like I had something in me,

that I had worth.

He was the glass of water
that woke me up again.

But no matter how many
glasses of water you drink…

…if you're set on getting drunk,
you'll still end up wasted in the end.

It's not in the glass of water.
It's up to you.

At the end of the day,
the only thing that can really detox you

is yourself.

We're good. We miss you.

- Charles!
- Gaila, what's up?

How have you been? I'm okay. You?

Good. Still wearing this scarf.
You look good.

Hey, thanks. Just had some things done.

- Shane?
- How is he?

He's okay. Busy with his career.

That's good to hear.

Well, I'm happy for him… and Alexia.

Alexia?

They never got together.

I mean, after the bar takeover?
Alexia went back to France.

It's always been you.

You know what?

He just opened his bar last week.

Maybe you want to drop by.

My name is Shane
and I'll be your server tonight.

If you need anything, look for us
or any of the boys here.

I'll be going around,
so just raise your hand or whatever, okay?

Have fun. Thank you.

What do you really want?

I wanna open a speakeasy.

Whether he's supportive or not,

you'll still be moving forward
with your dream.

You can't give up.
We'll figure something out.

I appreciate you.

Of course.

Did you fuck him?

I will always love you, Lex.

But my heart belongs to somebody else now.

Okay?

I'm gonna propose.

I wanna marry her.

I'm happy for you.

I will be.

Thank you.

And what can I get for you, ma'am?

Surprise me.

Surprise you?

Okay.

Actually, tonight, we have
a special drink on the menu.

It's bold, unpredictable.

It has regrets, bitterness from the past,

but a hint of sweetness.

To remind us that not all hope is lost.

Each drop carries the weight
of all memories shared.

And I call this drink…

The Revival.

It's strong from the first sip.

Meaning, you were deeply hurt.

The girl must have been an asshole
for this drink to be this strong.

She probably didn't know any better,
but… it's no excuse.

She hurt you. On purpose.

She should be sorry.

She is.

But grateful.

Like this.

After a while,

it tastes richer.

Sweeter.

Tastes better.

You've already moved on.

You've reached your dreams.

You're happy.

Am I correct?

Wow, I didn't know
this was a palm reading.

Okay, my turn.

People like you,
who want to get surprised.

Confident.

Very sure of themselves.

Not afraid of anything.

Whatever challenges you face,
whatever life throws at you,

you're never scared.

It looks like someone
is in a better place now.

Correct?

Maybe.

Because you helped her find her path.

Same.

Cheers?

Cheers.

How's Bubbles?

Bubbles is dead.

- No way! What happened?
- Yeah, I felt about bad it.

What happened to her?

I think she drowned.

She's a fish, dude!

How could Bubbles drown?

She forgot she was a fish
and went looking for air!

- What the--
- Unbelievable.

Hey, man!