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Mmm. Come back to bed.

I'm already late for work.

It's almost 10:00.

You're working for me.

-There's no such thing as late. -Hmm.

Hm?

A couple more hours.

Then it will be time for lunch.

And then…

It's my first day running the Rome office.

And I still have to prepare for the meeting with your mother.

Okay, I'll take you. Just let me get dressed.

No, you stay in bed. I'll see you this afternoon.

How will you get there?

I'm Roman now.

I take the bus.

You're really sure about that?

Yeah.

♪ Body, body Baby, move your body, body… ♪

You open an office here, now you leave. Why?

Oh, I would love to stay, but I have a business in Paris to run.

I have to be realistic.

Fuck realistic. What's more important?

Business or living the life you want to live?

No, I prefer to have both.

A husband in Paris and a lover in Rome.

Ah.

So you're leaving for him?

No, I'm going back for work.

One account in Rome isn't enough to keep me here.

So stay longer and build a real business here.

You know you love it here.

And selfishly, I love you here too.

Yeah, but I need to find some new Italian clients to justify it,

and quickly.

Oh my God.

What?

Well, that's a sign. It's Bavazza. They used to be our client in Paris.

Wait, if they worked with us in Paris, maybe we can sign them here too.

Hello, Luc?

Tell me, how's your relationship with Bianca at Bavazza?

She's just a friend. Nothing more.

I swear.

Well, keep her close and unpack your bags.

-We're staying in Rome for a while. -Of course.

I'm just coming back from the airport right now.

Driver, can you take me back to Rome immediately?

A friend.

What? I don't…

Um… what are you doing? I can't afford that.

This shirt is to remember me by.

And this is for you.

When you come back to see me in Rome.

Oh! Buongiorno!

Ciao.

-And ni hao. -Ni hao to you too.

Ah. How's Shanghai?

Well, you know the saying, "You can't go home again"?

Well, you can. It's leaving that's the hard part.

Oh no, what does that mean?

They offered me a contract on Popstar.

Oh my God, that's amazing.

I turned it down.

I'd rather be judging people in real life than on TV.

Plus, my life is in Paris,

so that's where I'm headed.

-How's Rome? -Oh!

Uh, I gotta go. This is my stop.

Arrivederci.

Your scarf!

My scarf!

Oh!

♪ Run, run Run back to when you took the turn ♪

♪ Run back to when you fell for her ♪

♪ I'll always be around, my love ♪

♪ My love ♪

♪ So I say run, run Run lighter when you read her name ♪

♪ Run off the fever hearted way ♪

♪ You know I'll be around, my love ♪

♪ My love, so I said ♪

Emily.

Sylvie!

Get your heels off that desk and put your phone away.

We got work to do.

I had an epiphany at breakfast.

I thought, if we're gonna open an office in Rome,

let's really show the Italians how it's done.

We need more than just Muratori.

If we all focus, in a few weeks' time, we can build a real base here.

Starting with Bavazza. Luc?

- Hmm? - How are things going with Bianca?

Honestly, she's not the easiest woman.

She has a very tempestuous nature.

I'm referring to the business.

Oh yeah, she certainly gives me the business.

That's for sure.

-Paris and Rome, make it happen. -I will.

Julien, you must still have some contacts from your time in Rome?

Yes. Actually, I have been cultivating a relationship with Dolce & Gabbana.

Bravo.

I love Dolce.

And, Emily, how are things with Muratori?

-I have a meeting with Antonia today. -Great.

Uh, can we just have a word after this?

Yes, a quick one. We don't have time for idle chit-chat.

We have an opportunity here.

Muratori's respected.

It can open doors to more business

and prove a French firm can beat the Italians at their own game.

Except in football.

If we are all here,

who's in Paris?

Ah…

Where is everyone?

They'll be meeting you on Zoom from Rome.

Rome?

Bonjour, Antoine.

What are you doing in Rome?

I'm kick-starting a new office here.

I wish you would have kick-started this.

Hey, Bébé is a disaster.

Apparently, babies already smell good enough.

Not with a full diaper.

Well, in fairness, you didn't give us much of a budget to work with.

Sylvie, I have a factory full of fragrance that no baby wants,

and you're in Rome.

I'm not happy.

Um…

What if we created a new holiday in France?

Baby's Day.

It's like Mother's Day and Father's Day.

We could--

You know, Baby's Day is not a bad idea.

He'll be okay.

Yeah, he's just a little rattled.

I'm going to meet Antonia and Marcello for lunch.

Wonderful. Looking forward to being part of things

when we have something concrete to present.

Right.

And also, wasn't this supposed to be my office?

Let's not get hung up on hierarchy, Emily.

You're welcome to use that stool when I'm gone.

Since we're sharing, I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't smoke in here.

Or anywhere in the office, for that matter.

So many rules.

Mm. If you insist.

I really do.

Hmm.

Okay.

Ciao.

Oh, I thought your mother was joining us.

Change of plans.

I'm taking you to her. Hmm?

-My car is right down the street. -Okay.

By the way, do you have any other shoes?

To meet your mother in? No, these will be fine.

Mm. As you wish.

They look really happy.

They are.

You know. You can learn a lot about yourself

by being away from the person you love.

Sometimes it's better to know when to let go.

Love is patient.

If you're meant to be together, you will.

I don't know. I have the impression she's moved on.

She needs to live some life.

Take some risks.

And maybe you do too.

I think it was a stupid idea to come here.

Let me know if you feel that way after I take you to lunch.

I found the most amazing trattoria nearby.

No meat - but the freshest vegetables you ever tasted.

Let's go.

So, I have an important question to ask you.

I hope you answer correctly.

I will do my best.

Do you like truffles?

-I've only tried them once. -Mm-hm.

With Gabriel.

Ah, Gabriel.

-Yeah, my… my ex. -Ah.

And?

-Amazing. -Hm.

The truffles.

Okay, good.

Because we are going to have a big truffle dinner in Solitano.

Uh, dinner?

I thought we were having lunch.

The truffles take time.

Like getting a meeting with your mother.

She's canceled on me twice.

I guess you're beginning to realize something I've known my entire life.

She's not easy.

Difficult women are my specialty.

Well, we should have sold to JVMA when we had the chance.

I'm curious what this magic marketing bullet of yours is

that will come in and fix things.

Well-- Um…

-Yeah, I don't-- I don't have it yet. -Ah.

But don't bet against me.

As long as I get to spend time with you in Rome,

I'm happy.

Wow.

This is not Solitano.

Who said we were going to Solitano?

For the truffle dinner?

But before we eat the truffles, we have to hunt for the truffles.

- Emily! Buongiorno! - Ah!

Buongiorno, Antonia!

Hi.

And these are my sisters, Livia and Francesca.

- Oh! - Hi!

Ciao!

It's so nice to meet you.

We've heard so much about you.

-So beautiful. -Yeah.

Ah. Are those your shoes?

Oh, yeah, I wasn't totally informed of the plans.

Oh, Marcello, the poor girl. Those shoes are for the runway.

Oh, no, it's okay, I'll be fine.

And I'm so excited to be truffle hunting.

But I thought that you used pigs.

No, they stopped using pigs years ago.

Yeah, they're too aggressive and didn't know when to stop.

Well, that's not very good.

Anyway, I love dogs.

And they love me!

Ah, well, let's go!

Could've warned me.

-I thought you liked surprises. -I really don't.

Oh.

-Bravo! -Bravo, amore!

Ooh! Good boy!

Oh my God, guys, look what I found!

Ooh.

Ha! Look.

Oh.

That's not a truffle.

-That's a stinkhorn. -A what?

It looks like a truffle, but it's not.

Oh.

Well, why do they call it a…

- Oh! - Mm.

Ugh!

It's okay. I have enough for dinner.

Does she want to poison us?

Come on, stinkhorn.

-That name better not stick. -Okay.

Emily, your beautiful shoes are ruined.

All to find a stinkhorn.

Marcello, what were you thinking?

I would have brought you boots.

I'll take you shopping tomorrow for another pair.

It's fine.

I'll go see if your mom needs any help in the kitchen.

Okay.

Emily is pretty, but what do you know about her?

-What does she really want? -Why do you want to date an American girl?

She's just taking our money.

We don't trust her.

Enough!

She's a wonderful girl.

You just need to get to know her.

-Can I, uh, do anything to help? -Oh!

Nothing left to do now but stir.

It smells delicious.

Antonia, can I talk to you about a few ideas that I have?

Not while I'm making risotto.

No problem.

I'll talk to you at dinner.

Uh, we don't discuss business at dinner.

Another time.

Relax. Enjoy.

I know you're avoiding me.

So my real question is, why exactly did you hire us?

Honestly,

I just want to run out the clock.

In six months' time, JVMA will lose interest,

and Marcello will forget all about this.

So you hired us to do nothing?

Emily, we don't need a brand that gets diluted.

Not while I'm running things.

At least let us create a beautiful social campaign

that showcases your brand and your lifestyle.

For what purpose?

We're not able to increase production of our cashmere

and keep the same quality.

You see,

luxury has become homogenized.

Gucci, Prada, they're like chain stores in every wealthy town.

If people want Muratori, they have to come to Rome.

It keeps us special,

and I like it that way.

I'm very happy you decided to stay longer in Rome.

I'm happy too. But it's not going to be easy.

I've got to make clients in both cities feel they're getting my full attention.

Oh, kind of juggling two men.

Or is it more?

Is there someone in Madrid I should know about?

Mm. Don't give me ideas.

Sylvie!

Oh, Jane!

Oh! How long have you been in Rome without getting in touch with me?

-Oh, I'm sorry. -And who's this handsome man?

Giancarlo Petri.

Allow me to introduce Principessa Gianna Grapezzi di Saturnia.

You can call me Princess Jane.

Or just plain Jane. But not "plain Jane."

No, she's anything but that.

God, I met Princess Jane years ago, during my time in Rome.

-Mm-hm. -And I haven't had as much fun since.

I didn't know we had a British princess in Rome.

Oh, yes, it was a real fairy tale.

I met my Italian prince after my… third marriage.

Uh-huh.

Vittorio Leonardo Grapezzi di Saturnia.

Ah, pretender to the throne.

Well, tell that to my palazzo, darling.

Now, where are you two off to? Let's have a drink!

It's never one drink with this one.

I have an early shoot tomorrow.

Oh. All right, we'll catch up soon.

No, no, no, you stay out.

Now that I know you're here for a while, I don't mind sharing you.

Amore.

"Amore." Ciao!

-Ciao. -Ciao.

Do you remember that time we got into the car

with those two hot Russian guys that wanted to take us to that club?

Yes.

I didn't know if they wanted to shoot us or screw us,

but I was willing to take a chance.

Now, where's your gorgeous husband?

Oh, Paris or Saint-Tropez… I'm not sure which.

Well, you picked the right city to have an affair.

Have fun Saturday night, confess Sunday, clean slate.

No wonder I feel so at home here.

Rome is a city of secrets.

It's not so easy to crack.

No one spoke to me for the first three years.

And I'm royalty.

-You sure you want to open an office here? -I already have one client.

Antonia Muratori.

Antonia Muratori.

She's a big tease.

She drops enough bait to keep people hooked.

She never commits.

Why don't you let me throw you a welcome party at the palazzo?

I can introduce you to some people.

That would be amazing.

Well, anything to keep you in town.

-Oh! -More drinks.

Sylvie, I was with Antonia last night.

She's only hired us as a stalling tactic to run out the clock on the JVMA offer.

She doesn't actually want us to do anything.

You know, I'm just worried we're wasting our time here.

Well, it's a good thing I'm working on getting other business in Rome.

A very well-connected friend of mine

is throwing us a party to introduce us to new clients.

That's amazing.

-Mm-hm. -Well, what can I do?

Well, keep your attention on Muratori.

The business, not the man.

Buongiorno! I've been waiting for you.

Somebody sent us a gift.

-What's this? -It's a present for the office.

- Wow. - Oh, Antoine.

Huh.

Maybe you can dump these in Italy

because I can't sell them in France.

That's actually nice. I think it was wasted on babies.

Antoine should put them in new bottles and sell it to people.

Don't you know you can't put old wine in new bottles?

It's in the Bible.

It does smell good.

Yeah, Antoine has a great nose.

Except this time it led him in the wrong direction.

But he shouldn't take it out on us.

Maybe we can sell this in Italy.

Merci.

I hate to be the bearer of bad news,

but Antoine has asked me to cut your budget.

Cut my budget? I just won a Michelin star.

Yeah, that's part of the problem.

He said Michelin star restaurants can be money losers.

So what, he wants to punish me for being successful?

I suppose that depends on how you define success.

You know what?

Can you just keep him off my back for a little while, please?

I got some great changes coming to the menu.

Can I get a hint?

Let's just say I got inspired by a trip I took this week.

You're not gonna start cooking with cannabis, are you?

Dude, you know what? That would be a Michelin first.

Ah! The international pop star returns.

I really wish you guys could comprehend how big of a deal I am in China.

Tell us all about it.

I'd love to hear more, but I got a kitchen to run.

Uh, hold on.

I did not just stumble over here by accident.

With Emily gone, I really am gonna depend on you guys for dinner dates.

And I don't mind being a third wheel as long as I'm not paying.

Well, that won't be an issue.

My girlfriend and I broke up.

Oh.

Well, in that case, you can buy me dinner.

Wow.

You know what? Consider it on the house.

- Really? - Oui, oui.

Merci.

Cheers, mate.

I was so worried that he was going to find Emily in Rome

and blow up her relationship with Marcello.

No. I think he's over the drama.

-Mm? -He just wants her to be happy.

Mm. So how much rosé do I need to catch up with you?

A lot.

-Oh, is that a challenge? Great. -Mm-hm.

So what really happened between you and Nico?

Well, he didn't support my career.

And when he realized he couldn't control me,

he… dropped our song online commercially,

which disqualified us from Eurovision.

Oh, that's rough.

No, it's all good.

It inspired me to write my own music,

which got me the judging gig on Chinese Popstar, so…

By the way,

I'm actually a pretty big deal in Italy too.

-All right. -No, really.

It's just I haven't crossed over to… France yet.

Well, that's a relief.

You've still got your privacy.

-Are you mocking me? -Me? Never.

Never, never.

But can I tell you a secret?

Always.

I never liked Nico.

-Really? -Really. Yeah.

I always thought you were too good for him.

Yeah, well,

true, but…

-You should see him with his shirt off. -Come on. You should see me without mine.

No, I'm being serious.

-Okay, well, let's see. -Whoa, whoa, whoa!

I meant about Nico.

What?

He didn't deserve you.

You're really cute.

Am I allowed to say that?

I think you just did.

This is all for us?

Well, it's who you know, Emily.

Always remember that.

Jane!

Oh, this is just unbelievable.

-I don't know how to thank you. -Oh!

I'm so pleased that you're happy.

And this is my American colleague,

Emily Cooper.

Emily, Principessa Gianna Grapezzi di Saturnia.

- Oh, Princess Gianna is fine. - Oh!

Um-- Uh…

Lovely to meet you, Princess Gianna.

Your palazzo is amazing, magical.

- Oh my God, is that a step and repeat? - Oh, yes.

It's to honor the Italian brands who are sponsoring this evening's soirée.

Oh!

-Nutella crêpe? -Oh!

Mmm!

Delicious.

Um, that's Antonia.

Please, excuse me.

It was a pleasure to meet you, Princess Gianna.

Grapezzi di Saturnia.

Sì.

Sylvie?

I know everyone in Rome, from Fiat to Fendi,

and I would love to bring you business.

That would be wonderful.

For a piece of your business.

I'm a princess without a portfolio, if you know what I mean.

No, not exactly.

I'm palazzo poor, darling.

We Airbnb this entire place, apart from a few rooms on the top floor.

My husband and I live up there,

like squirrels.

I would love a meeting with Fendi.

Fendi for a fee.

Let's talk.

Antonia, thank you for coming.

My pleasure.

I've always been curious about this palazzo.

So you are expanding your business in Rome?

We're going to try.

That makes me happy if it means you're planning to stay here even longer.

Yes.

- But my main focus is still Muratori. - Mm.

What if I told you I had a way for you to increase your revenue,

but you wouldn't have to increase production?

I'm listening.

Okay, if people can't afford to buy a piece of Muratori,

they can still connect to the brand with a fragrance.

-Perfume. -Mm-hm!

-We've heard that one before. -True.

We've been approached, but nothing that ever excited me.

Well, it's something I've been thinking of for a long time,

and I have just the right person to do it.

Sylvie, please,

don't make Luc go back to Paris. Hm?

I promise, if he stays, Bavazza will come through.

Big time.

You have that kind of authority?

Bianca, she's more important than she looks.

It's true.

I decide where Bavazza's money goes for marketing.

Well, then I think it's time to introduce bavazzatini to Rome.

- Italian espresso meets French vodka. - Yeah!

It's a beautiful commingling of cultures.

Please raise a bottle of Peroni Nastro Azzurro

to welcome my great friend

and brilliant marketeer, Sylvie Grateau, to Rome,

where she will bring her French savoir-faire to Italian brands.

Here's to you, Sylvie.

And most of all,

to Peroni.

Mmm. Delicious.

Here's to old friends and new partnerships.

How beautiful.

Who does she think she is? Eva Peroni?

-Have you seen Antoine? -He's over by the Farlini pasta station.

Look, I thought I was a label whore, but this is next level.

-Hey, Bébé. -Don't ever mention that.

I told them this is a new fragrance you've worked on for a while,

inspired by their brand.

Of course. I love Muratori.

If this doesn't work, I hope at least I get a cashmere sweater.

So, where is she?

Over there.

But, you know, don't come on too strong.

Don't tell me how to talk to a woman.

Antonia Muratori, I would like you to meet Antoine Lambert,

the owner of Maison Lavaux and the premier perfumer in Paris.

Signore Muratori.

I'm such an admirer.

What a pleasure.

And what brings you to Rome?

-You, of course. -Hm?!

And I am her son, Marcello.

Yes, Marcello.

I'm very happy to meet you both.

When Emily told me she was in business with Muratori…

…well, it made me realize

you're one of the only great fashion brands without your own fragrance.

We've explored it before.

Not with me.

Antoine is a genius. He created Heartbreak for Baccarat.

And now I'd like to create Muratori for you.

It's something I've been thinking about for a long time.

Notes of fresh laundry and hay to ground us to the land.

Something masculine

to evoke the memory of the great Umberto Muratori.

Oh.

And when can I learn more about this fragrance?

I'm wearing it now.

Would you care to dance?

It's the best way to experience the scent.

Uh… why not?

Grazie.

How long have you been planning this?

Oh, I thought you loved surprises.

I really don't.

And so you will produce this?

Of course.

At no cost to you.

It's a license. You get a piece of whatever we sell.

And with the right bottle and marketing,

I can see this become a global hit.

Hm.

It's subtle and fresh.

It gives me a happy feeling.

Well, then, I guess we should keep dancing.

Oh!

I don't believe it.

I think she's falling for this.

You wrote me off too soon.

I won't be making that mistake twice.