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� Even if you can't find
heaven, heaven, heaven... �

� Hands, �

� put your empty hands
in mine. �

� And scars,
show me all the scars you hide. �

� And hey,
if your wings are broken, �

� please take mine so yours
can open, too. �

� 'Cause I'm gonna
stand by you. �

� Tears make
kaleidoscopes in your eyes. �

� It hurt, I know you're
hurting but so am I. �

� And love, if your
wings are broken, �

� borrow mine so yours
can open, too. �

� 'Cause I'm gonna
stand by you, �

� even if you break
it down, �

� we can find a way
to break through. �

� Even if we can't
find heaven, �

� I'll walk through
hell with you. �

� Love, you're not alone, �

� 'cause I'm gonna
stand by you. �

� Even if you can't
find heaven, �

� I'm gonna stand
by you. �

� Even if you can't
find heaven, �

� I'll walk through
hell with you. �

� Love, you're not alone, �

� 'cause I'm gonna
stand by you. �

I gotta say, those get more
and more appealing

every time you make them.
-Yep.

Perfecting a coconut lime tart
is an on-going quest.

It's like a triple axel for a skater.
You're never sure if you're gonna land it.

Well those win the gold medal.

When did you get in
this morning? -4:30.

Why so early?
-The oven's acting up again,

I didn't want to take any
chances before the party.

Don't start. We can't get a new
oven until we get customers.

If we don't have a functioning oven we're
not gonna have any customers at all.

Two chefs with no business sense.
What were we thinking?

We weren't thinking. We were dreaming.
-Well that dream is quickly turning

into a financial nightmare.
-Alright, Mr. Sunshine, cheer up.

We are going to be a huge
success, trust me.

Trust me.

Hello, you two.
-Hi, Helen.

Would you like some
olive bread? -Always.

Hey, mom.

Uh, I already have napkins.

Not as nice as these.
They were half price.

It was mandatory
that I buy them.

Ok, well we'll use them
for the engagement party.

Did I tell you that I introduced
the happy couple?

I'm quite the match-maker.
-Yes, you mentioned that.

Several times. -Six couples and
counting is a pretty good track record.

Uh, what time will Tom and Jill be ready?
-Oh, I told everyone to get here at 6:00.

Well I, we, would like to thank
you for having the party here.

We certainly could use the business.
-Well, the best food in town.

Where else would I have it?
-Ok, um, Marco?

Will you do decorations?

I have to get home and get ready.
-What are you wearing?

Um... I have the blue
wrap-around dress from Hadley's.

Not the low cut red?
-It's a party, mom, not a date.

Well, you never know who you might meet.
-Well, I'm gonna wear the usual ensemble.

What do you think?
-It's a good thing you can bake.

You look really
good in red.

Am I too pushy with her?
-Yes. But you wear it very well.

Hi Claire, you don't know me,

but your mother suggested
I give you a call.

Seriously?! -Maybe we can
grab dinner tomorrow.

My name is Peter Bloom.
Call me back and let me know.

My number is 206.555...
-No.

Who is Peter Bloom?
-Peter, yes.

He came to an open house of mine.
He didn't end up buying,

but a single man shopping
for a four bedroom?

I guess he wants to start a family.
-Mom, you have to stop setting me up.

Oh, Claire. Pretty
soon your dad and I

are gonna be off
traveling the globe

and if he has his way we are
not gonna be home very much.

And I just... I hate the idea
of you being alone.

I'm not alone.
-I'm here at the bakery 24/7,

which is exactly
where I want to be.

There is plenty of time for me
to find someone and fall in love.

There is nothing wrong
with building your business

but you can't plan when
you're gonna fall in love.

Look. I love this place.
And it is enough for me.

It is more than enough,
believe me.

Hey.

Don't you look beautiful?
-Thank you, dad.

Marco says that there's a wine festival
in Florence that we would love.

Not a bad way to launch our
retirement. -Sounds nice.

I'm not ready for retirement.

I'm still in my prime.

Ok, late prime maybe,
but that's as much as I'll concede.

Please go mingle.
I have it all from here.

We're being dismissed.

I'd like to thank all of you
for coming,

and I'd like to raise a glass
and wish Jill and...

Tom? Tom.

A lifetime of love
and happiness.

And I would like to toast
my aunt, Helen,

for introducing me and Tom.

We can't thank you enough.

I couldn't be happier
for you two.

Cheers.
-Cheers.

Alright, drinks are on my
big brother over at the bar.

Let's go.

Well, I'm glad someone
appreciates my advice.

Of course she does, because you
haven't been advising her since birth.

What to eat, what to wear,
who to date.

Oh, Claire.
So dramatic.

You know, sometimes it takes
someone with perspective-

Mom, stop. Please?
Stop intervening.

I'm perfectly happy as I am.

Ok, I get it.

Loud and clear.
-Good.

Now go have some fun.

Let's face it.

Sometimes we all need someone
to dance with.

Do you wanna dance?
-Hey, cuz.

Hello. -So one of Tom's
friends wanted to meet you.

The one standing next
to my mom?

Busted.
-Yeah.

That's my cue to leave.

Thank you.
Ugh, what part of

"I'm perfectly happy as I am"
do you not understand?

I was just going to say...
the tart was terrific.

That is my favourite thing
in the whole world.

What?
-My daughter's smile.

So... Peter Bloom?

Ugh!

You are relentless.

I'm standing there in the
middle of the courtroom,

all eyes are on me, and
suddenly it occurs to me...

do you want some
more champagne? -No.

Because I have a whole lot
to celebrate here tonight.

Anyways, it occurs to me
that what I have is not

just a point of law

but an actual breach
of contract.

Needless to say,
I won the case.

Wow. -My goal is to have my
own firm by the time I'm 40.

Unfortunately, Peter,
my goal is to go to sleep.

I'm sorry, I've just been up
since dawn.

Yeah, sure.

Ugh, it was awful!

Clearly this is not one of
your more inspired matches.

No one bats 1000.
-He returned his entree, twice.

And, and he couldn't stop talking
about himself at the top of his lungs.

Next time I'll be more careful.
My vetting will be exhaustive.

No. No, there's not
going to be a next time.

No next time.
That's it.

That is the last straw.
Please, I told you I...

I will know when the right guy
comes along.

You gotta promise me,
no more.

Mom, do you hear me?

Whatever you say.

Goodnight, dear.

Goodnight, mom.

You have to let her find love
in her own time,

on her own terms.

Hopefully in my lifetime.

I think she's still hurting that
it didn't work out last time.

She can't dwell on the past.

She needs to move on.

Maybe you're the one that needs
to move on, honey.

We need to book those tickets.
-We'll get to it.

What's the reluctance?

We've been planning this new
chapter of our lives for years.

Our grand Italian adventure.

Well, I like this chapter.

I'm not ready to move on.

But we get the best of both.

Half a year traveling,
half a year at home...

I guess.

Stop guessing, and just...
do this with me.

I want to, Sam, I really do,
it's just... retirement.

Don't think of it as retirement.

Think of it as six months
vacation.

Well, it's a marker though.

Another name for "getting old".

I keep thinking I'm 23.
-So?

Be 23 in Italy.

If you wanna stay busy with work the
other six months you have that option.

Right.

We still have a lot of time
ahead of us.

If you keep feeding me kale,
we could live forever.

It's a deal.

Just understand I need a little
time to take it all in.

Ok.

Thanks.

If I keep whining about Italy,

your father's gonna go alone
and I wouldn't blame him.

What are you so afraid of?
-I don't know.

Losing my daily routine,
being away from you.

I mean, who am I
if not your mom?

I have a very precarious sense
of myself. I'm nuts, right?

You're just figuring
that out now?

Oh, look at this.

This one on the clearance rack
missing the skirt

and this discount beauty
missing the top.

Wow. You do have a good eye.
-I do where you're concerned.

You see? If I were in Italy
that top and that bottom

never would have met.
-It's true.

Ooh, something to wear
on your next blind date?

That's not funny.

That's a good one.

Hey, my mom just texted, she got us a gig
catering a fundraiser at an art gallery.

Wow. She might drive you crazy

but she is definitely
good for business.

Easy for you to say, she's
not micromanaging your life.

Maybe we can use this opportunity
to pass coupons to the bakery.

Great, so now we're gonna work
for free? -No, on the contrary,

this gig actually affords us
a new oven.

Ok, listen. I know that
this is a long shot,

but I know a guy who knows a guy

who could contact that online
restaurant critic.

The Wandering Gourmet.
Maybe we could get him to come in.

A positive review
from him would-

Would be like winning
the lottery, I know.

Which is almost impossible.

Have a little faith.

On a lighter note,
the gas bill is overdue.

Great.

David?

Can I help you?
-My name is Helen Michaels.

I'm actually Claire's mother.

Did something happen? Is she ok?
-No, no, no. Nothing happened.

She's not even here. She doesn't
even know about us meeting.

You're gonna find
this hilarious,

but I made that profile
on Destiny Match myself.

I was just trying to help her
find a boyfriend.

Can we sit?

Let me just start
by saying um...

I know how strange this must
all seem to you.

That would be
an understatement.

Oh, well the truth is I am not
even supposed to be doing this.

My daughter, Claire, if she
knew I was doing this again...

Ok, wait, you've done this before?
-Well, only twice.

And it didn't really work out.

Uh, mostly with sons of friends,

relatives of friends,
you know, the usual.

Oh, and don't worry, that actually
was her picture on the profile.

Excuse me, I just need to ask.
Why are you telling me this?

Oh. Well, I suppose
because I wanted you to...

You know what? I think I'm just gonna
cut my losses and say goodnight.

Oh, no, no. No, wait.
-It was nice to meet you.

Good luck finding
your daughter a date.

You're gonna need it.

Look, everything I wrote about
her was true.

Yeah, you left out the part
about her crazy mother.

Your house chardonnay,
please?

Having a rough night.

You heard all that, huh?
-Sorry, it's a quiet bar.

Can anyone actually die
of embarrassment?

Um, so let me get
this straight.

You were posing as your
daughter on a dating site?

Yeah.
-Yeah.

I'd be mortified if I were her.

I mean, I'm sure your heart
was in the right place.

My heart has a mind
of its own.

Do you mind if I ask what
prompted this strange behaviour?

I have no idea
what made me do it.

I mean, why did I even
come here tonight?

I promised my daughter
I would back off.

If she found out
she would disown me.

Well, for what it's worth,
my lips are sealed.

She's very pretty, by the way.

I'm sorry?
-Oh, just your daughter. I saw a picture

of her earlier when
you were showing the...

Oh, yeah.
You're so sweet.

I'm uh...
I'm Helen, by the way.

Hi. Eric Carlton.

So, what do you do, Eric?

I'm a pediatrician.

Are you married?

No, Helen, I'm not.

In fact, I'm waiting
for someone. -Ah.

There she is. Hey.
-Hi, Eric. Sorry I'm late.

It's been one of those days.
Did you get a table?

Yes, it'll be ready any minute.
-Ok. Oh, and before

I forget, I can't make that
artsy fundraiser thing

on Saturday,
something's come up.

Ok, that's fine.
-Oh, I may need to get this.

I have a patient coming out of surgery.
Just a second. This is Doctor Dana Becker.

Let me guess.
Your first date?

Second.

It won't last.
-Excuse me?

I'm a real estate agent.

After 20 years of selling houses

I can tell which
couples will last.

It's the respect, the laughter,
the look in the eyes.

Versus the ones who need me to
sell the house when they split up.

You and Doctor Gorgeous
are not a good match.

Ok.

Let me give you my card.

In case you're in the market.

Who was that woman?

Just a uh... real estate agent.

Trying to sell me something.

Well, you would not believe
the day that I've had;

back to back surgeries
that lasted about six hours

and to top it off...

Hi.

I'm here to see
Dr. Eric Carlton?

Uh, and who's the patient?

Uh, I'm here alone.
-Oh.

It's a personal matter. Just tell
him Helen is here. Helen Michaels.

You're a real estate agent,
right?

That's right. -I'm Donna Stanton.
You sold me my house.

You're kidding!
-It was a long time ago.

You helped us get the loan. We could
barely afford the down payment.

Oh, well isn't that great?
-We still live there, over in Kirkland.

Well, you just made my day.

Donna, I need you to...

Hi. -Hi.
Can I... help you?

I'm sorry, Mrs...
-Helen. Michaels.

Yes, the real estate agent.
I remember.

I... I was just thinking about
our discussion the other night

and I was hoping I could
buy you a cup of coffee?

Helen and I go way back.
She sold me my house.

Yeah.
-You don't say?

Well, there's a great coffee
shop just down the block.

Doctor Eric, will you sign
my cast?

You betcha, buddy.

Here, you come over here.
Let's take a look at this.

This is you hitting a homerun.

Coming around first base-
-But I don't play baseball.

Oh, ok.

Well, what do you play?
-I'm a science nerd.

Good for you.
I was a science nerd.

Alright, then this is you
winning the Nobel Prize

for curing broken arms.
Look at that.

What do you think?
-Cool!

Oh no. -What? -Looks like
you've got a bit of an owie

behind your ear. Let me take a look
at that. -Oh no, not another one...

Oh, there you go.
-Oh, thank you!

You're welcome, buddy.

That's very cute.
-Yeah.

So how about it?
A quick cup of coffee?

I... I want to pitch you
something and if you're

not interested you'll
never see me again.

You won't regret it.
-You won't.

Trust her. She'll find
you a home in no time.

Uh, ok, look. I can
meet you in 20 minutes.

But just for like five minutes.

I'm gonna quit
while I'm ahead.

Just, uh, down the block?

Just down the block.

Why can't I ever meet older,
married women? -Don't start, ok?

She's a real estate agent,
I met her the other night,

she probably just wants to sell
me something.

Your secret
is safe with me.

Hey. Sorry I'm late.

I had a baby with colic
and a sleepless mother.

Claire had colic.
She's over it now.

Forgive me, uh...
I'm just a little hyper.

I've had two cups of coffee.

Ok, let me cut to the chase.

I think you should meet
my daughter.

Yeah, didn't you say the other night
that she was going to disown you?

She doesn't have
to know about my involvement.

Besides, didn't you say
your lips were sealed?

Yes, well, that's when it
didn't include me.

Dr. Carlton, Eric, all you have
to do is cross paths.

You'll see.
I know these things.

Yeah? You know, I was
there the other night,

I would say that your batting
average is less than stellar.

Well, they can't all be
home runs.

But this, this is a sure thing.

I just know it is.

Ok, well... you've got
my curiosity piqued.

What is your plan?
-Well, the other night I overheard

that you were going to the
fundraiser at the gallery?

I was going to. But I'm not
going now, Dana can't make it.

Now you have a reason to go,

because Claire's gonna be there.
-She owns a bakery.

Her and her partner have the
contract to cater the event.

I won't even tell her you're going.
Or that I even met you.

You go, you meet her,
you decide.

I don't know.

She's funny and kind, she puts up with me.
Did I mention she's a pastry chef?

You'll gain a lot of weight
but you'll die happy.

Wow, you really
are relentless.

Look, I'm not gonna say yes,
but I will think about it. -Ok.

Ok.
-Fair enough.

There's just one little
hitch, though. -What?

Claire can't ever know
we spoke.

It's much better if she thinks
she just met you by chance.

I'm not that comfortable
lying.

Well, it's not a lie,
it's just something to omit.

You go to the fundraiser, you meet her,
whatever happens, happens.

I don't know.

Look, you seem like a great guy.

And she is the most incredible
person I know,

and I swear to you I am not just
saying that because I'm her mother.

Let me think about it, ok?

You won't regret it!
I promise!

Goodbye, Helen.

For a used oven it works great.

We're lucky to find one
with such low hours.

Too bad it doesn't come
with customers.

Well, my mom said we should go all
out for the gallery fundraiser.

I'm thinking petit fours. -Ok.
But make sure you use the glace

and include the napoleons.

And your mille-feuille is amazing,
so I'll help you build it. -What?

She wants me to get my hair cut
for the catering gig?

What's wrong with my hair?

Nothing. But it's your
mother we're talking about.

Hey.

So how did you meet the real
estate woman, anyway?

She approached me at the Chameleon
while I was waiting for Dana.

Oh yeah.
Dr. Becker.

How's that going?
-Eh.

What, you're not attracted
to pretty and smart?

Of course I am, it's just that she's
kinda cold and has no sense of humour.

Laughter is overrated.

So, are you buying?

What?
-Property.

A house. A condo.

I am not buying a house

and I'm not dating
the real estate agent.

She's just trying
to set me up.

Wants me to uh...
meet her daughter.

Well Helen did right by me
all those years ago.

I think you should go out
with her. -I don't know.

I feel like if the daughter is anything
like the mom, she's probably crazy.

You know what? The way she describes her,
she actually sounds really cool.

My man, don't do it.
It's a mistake.

Uh, this from a man who bought his
wife a blender for their anniversary.

I will have you know that
was the Cadillac of blenders.

Listen, uh, there's no rush because I have
until Saturday, but I really appreciate

the concern you have
for me, thank you.

What?

This is going to look great on you
at the gallery event tomorrow night.

It's beautiful, but
I'm just the caterer.

I'm not the belle of the ball.

This is an important event.
Besides, I got it on sale.

I couldn't resist. -Thank you,
but you shouldn't have.

You're a vision. Now, what
are you gonna do for shoes?

Oh, I think I have those
open toed pumps.

Oh, no, those are so plain. That
dress requires a new pair of shoes.

Maybe.

I wish the event was as big of
a hit as your desserts!

Oh. -I'll gain five pounds
if I don't watch myself.

Well I'm glad you like them. I also have a
restaurant downtown... -Hold that thought.

Hi.

Hi.

How is your night going?
-Good.

I'm Eric.

Where can I find more?

I actually have a restaurant downtown.
-Mmm. You don't say?

What is it called?
-It's called Gilded Sweets Bakery.

Mmm. Great name.
Do you have any cards?

As a matter of fact I do.
-Oh.

326 Franklin Street.
-Yes.

May I have a card?
-You can have this card.

I can get another one.
-The petit fours are quite unique.

Um, yes. I use almond extract
to counter the sweetness.

Oh.

Well, all the desserts
are quite exceptional.

I'll have to stop by sometime.
-That would be great.

You have to stop doing that,
I'm going run out of cards.

Ok. I'll have you know I am
expecting some sort of kick-back.

Ok, well you know where I am,
come any time you want.

All the pastries you can eat,
on the house.

Great.

It's really thinned out in here,

maybe we can take
a look at some art downstairs?

Sure.

What do you see?

I see the weird face of a
yellow man about to eat a fish.

While in a burning forest.

That's open for interpretation I guess.
-I guess that's the point.

I have been on my feet all
day and these are new shoes.

Oh my gosh, you should take
your shoes off.

Art is so much better barefoot.

I prefer pieces that depict
the human condition.

Such as...?

Edward Hopper.

Windsor Homer.

Georgia O'Keefe.

Artists that break your heart
in the best way.

What about you?
-Mine is super corny.

I don't usually divulge that type
of information on a first date.

That's presumptuous.
-Is it?

No, I swear,
I won't judge.

Norman Rockwell.
-Mmm.

I like the way he
captures children.

I completely agree.

He really captures
people's innocence.

We're closing now. I wanted
to thank you and let you know

I'll be using you again.
-Great.

She's got a little restaurant
downtown.

I'll be sure to stop by.
-326 Franklin.

Say hi to your mom.
-I will.

My mom got me this gig.

Alright, I really should
pack up.

Ok, well let me help you
pack up.

Oh, it's absolutely
not necessary.

No, I'd like to.
-Really?

Really.
-Ok.

Thanks so much
for your help.

Yeah, you bet.

So... what do you do
with all the leftovers?

Well, unfortunately
they don't really keep.

You don't throw them out,
do you?

Sadly, that's often
what happens, yeah.

I know someone that would
absolutely love those.

It might be a little unorthodox,
but it is worthwhile.

It might just be the best part
of your evening.

I don't know if that's possible
but I'm willing to give it a shot.

Ok, great.
-Ok.

Hi, Dr. Carlton.

Hi, Emily.
This is my friend, Claire.

Hi.
-Hello.

I got stung by a bee
and I'm allergic.

I got all swollen up.

Yeah. But you are gonna be
just fine.

Right?

We brought you some
yummy treats.

How come? -Because you
were such a brave girl.

I was?
-Yeah.

My mom says I'm a handful.

Well, you're a brave handful.

Do you wanna try one?

Ok, take your pick.

Oh, good choice.

Did you make this?
-I did.

They're really good.
-Yeah?

Thank you.

Aww, thank you.

How about I bring you
some more tomorrow.

Would you like that?
Yeah?

You can finish that one
here if you want.

So if you're hungry I'll have
some waiting for you later.

Ok.
-Hi, sweetheart.

Hi, mom. -My friend at the gallery
said that you did a great job.

Aww.
-Did you have a good time?

I did except my feet were
killing me.

I had to take off
my new shoes.

I was just walking around
the gallery barefoot.

That's it? That was the
highlight of your evening?

Pretty much.

That's all you have to tell me?

I mean, I didn't really take too much
to the art. -I'm glad the job went well.

Maybe it'll bring in
some fresh customers.

Yeah.
Maybe it will.

I know nothing.

Ok, ok, you're right.

I liked her.
-Yep, I knew it.

Tell us everything. -Well,
there's actually not that much to tell.

I mean, we met at the gallery,
got to know each

other a little bit and took leftover
pastries to the kids at the hospital.

Sounds like my kinda date.

Don't listen to him, I think it sounds
romantic. -It actually really was.

And she's ok with letting her
mother choose her dates for her?

Well, that's the problem,
she actually

doesn't know that.
-Uh-oh. That is a problem.

I told you it wasn't
gonna work.

What are you gonna do?

I don't know.

I'm sure it'll work itself out.

What?

Ok. -Thank you.
-Great news.

What? -We actually made more
than we spent yesterday.

That's fantastic. -I know.
For the first time like ever,

I actually feel like we have
a fighting chance.

Careful, you're starting
to sound like an optimist.

Well, we keep filling up the
place like we have for the

last couple of days,
you can call me whatever you want.

Speaking of customers,
is it my imagination or have

we become like the hotspot
for the medical community?

Yeah, I noticed that.
I think it's Eric.

I think he's sending people
our way.

He's really sweet.
-You like this guy?

I don't know... maybe.

It was just so romantic how
we met at the gallery, but...

I'm still getting to know him,
so time will tell.

I'm just shocked Helen had
nothing to do with it.

I know, can you believe it? She's
gonna kill me when she finds out.

Uh, wait a minute.
You haven't told her yet?

No. Are you kidding me?
You know how she is.

Besides, I love that
we met by chance.

So for now,
Helen can wait.

Come on.
On y va.

Fancy meeting you here.

Yeah, what are the odds?

I'm sorry, I was in
the neighbourhood

and I just had to know
what happened with Claire.

She hasn't mentioned it
and I can't ask.

Ok, seriously.
You just need to let this thing go.

I promise, I will.

I just need to know
what happened.

I liked her.

I knew it!
So you hit it off?

As far as I was concerned,
yeah.

So what's the problem?

Honestly? Her mother.

It's true.
You're right.

I'm leaving.

I was never here.

We never had this conversation.
-I'm serious, Helen.

I think you should call her.
-You're the problem!

Ok, bye!
Don't forget to call her!

This is the best, and
the messiest, burger

I think I've ever had.
How'd you find this place?

Well, the owner's daughter
was a patient of mine. -Mmmhmm.

He insisted I come down here and try it
out and I have been hooked ever since.

Ok, I have to ask. I'm curious.
Why pediatrics?

Well, I think it's
because it's just what

I've always wanted to be
since I was a kid.

What about you?
Why pastry chef?

When I was a kid my mom used
to let me help her make dinner,

and dessert was by far
the most fun to make.

And, I don't know, cookies
became brownies,

brownies became cupcakes,
cupcakes became tarts,

and on and on until the kitchen
was the best place in the house.

I think those were my favourite
memories from my childhood.

I know it's just pastries,
but for me it's a form of expression.

Well, I'm no expert,

but I can tell you that you're
really good at what you do.

Thank you.
-What about the restaurant?

How did that transpire?

Well, I went to go look at
places to rent and Marco,

my business partner, showed up
at the exact same time I did.

We both couldn't afford the place
on our own so we became partners.

I guess it was just meant to be.

Or just good timing. -I don't
know, maybe it's the same thing.

If you didn't go to the gallery
we would never have met.

And I would not be having
the best hamburger

I have ever had.

Can I ask you something
really serious?

Yeah.

Can we order more
french fries?

Only if we also get
another chocolate shake.

That sounds like a plan.
-Yes.

I gotta say, I'm having a really
good time with you, doctor.

I gotta say, I'm having a
good time with you, chef.

What are you doing
Friday night?

I don't know, what am
I doing?

We got it!
-We got what?

It's- it's unofficial,
unconfirmed,

but I just got a tip that The
Wandering Gourmet is coming in.

We're gonna get a review.
-Hopefully. Probably.

you never know when. You don't
even know what the guy looks like.

I mean, he could bust you or praise you
and you'll never even know he's here.

Ok, we need to change our menu.
We just have to

pack the place with satisfied
customers, and maybe

your boyfriend can bring in
some more of his friends.

He's not my boyfriend, we're just dating.
-Have you told your mother about it?

No. No, as soon as she knows I like a
guy she starts naming our grandkids.

Ok, but you know how she feels when you
keep her in the dark. -I do. I know that.

We're actually having lunch today,
I'm sure she's gonna grill me per usual.

We're gonna get a review!
-Yes.

We're gonna get a review!

We need customers!

When are you guys leaving?
-As soon as amore mio picks a date.

You know, if we don't get
tickets soon,

our whole itinerary gets scrapped.
-We're eating our way across Italy.

You two are such foodies.
-I'll probably gain 50 pounds.

Is there any part of this trip
that you like?

I can think of worse ways
to spend my old age.

Old age.
My point exactly.

I feel like we're packing it in.
-Hey.

Hey.
-Sorry I'm late. -Hey.

Marco and I are re-doing the entire
menu for this phantom reviewer.

He better show up. -Oh, well your
tiramisu is the best on the planet, so...

That's a tiny bit over the top
but I appreciate the sentiment.

Well, hang in there, honey.
Every new business is slow to take off.

Mushroom risotto?
-Uh, just a little bit.

It smells so good.
But I have to get back to work.

How's my favourite niece?
-Oh, I am... I'm fine, Uncle Arnie.

Thank you. -Jill tells me
you met a nice fellow?

That's what I wanted to talk
to you about.

It's really new so don't get
too excited.

Does this new guy have a name?
-Yes, uh... Doctor Eric Carlton.

A doctor.

What field of medicine?
-He's a pediatrician.

Well, I like David or Diane
for your first born.

Oh, that joke never gets old.
-No.

Well, maybe it's not a joke this time.
-I barely know him.

Well, what you know,
you like, right? -Mom?

Hmm? -Take it easy. You haven't
even met him and you're meddling.

You're right.
If it works out, fine.

And if not, no big deal.

More risotto, anyone?

That was way too matter-of-fact.
-Over the top or matter-of-fact,

which do you prefer?
-Something in between would be nice.

Fine. Name your first
born whatever you please.

Oh, right.

She's also really good
with kids.

Because she gave your patient
a cookie?

Ok, it's just I don't know how to get
around this problem with her mother.

I don't think you can.
That woman is obsessed.

You're probably right.
I just, I really like this girl, Nate.

Careful. The carbs are
clouding your judgement.

How about that guy right there?

That could be him
with his designer glasses.

He's meeting somebody.

Look at this guy,
he's definitely a critic.

He's all judgmental.

Hmm.

A critic who's meeting his wife
and baby? I don't think so.

What about her? -Claire, she comes
in every morning like clockwork.

Double macchiato
and a blueberry scone.

Wow.

The food was great.

I especially enjoyed
the olive bread.

Thank you.

Uh, I really did enjoy the food.

Thank you for coming.

Maybe he's the phantom critic.

Could be.

Thank you for sending
all your friends in.

It was very sweet.
-Thank you.

So, your family, do
they live here too?

Connecticut. Or else I would have
sent them as well, I promise.

Is that where you grew up? -Yep, Stanford,
Connecticut since I was three years old.

That's where my dad did his
residency. He's a cardiologist.

I guess you could say my future
in medicine was inevitable.

How about your dad?
-He is a financial advisor,

um, but he and my mom
are newly retired

and about to travel
to Italy together.

They actually, um, they met
in a college bookstore.

There was one copy of Room With
a View, which is set in Italy.

They both needed it for an exam
so they shared it.

And by the end of the book
they were in love.

That's a great story.
-Yeah.

Just think, if the clerk had
more copies, I wouldn't be here.

I think you should track down that clerk,
give her a box of your pastries.

It's the least you can do.

Ok, I'll get right
on that.

I must look a mess.

I usually wear half
of what I bake.

I think you look perfect.

Did I ever tell you when I
was five I had my first eclair?

The waiter was French and I kept
thinking that he said "Claire",

so I thought he'd named
the dessert after me.

It was hilarious.

That's hilarious.

Helen.

Oh, hello.
What a nice surprise.

Uh, I need to see
you right away.

Um, sure.
Is something wrong?

Yeah, we- we have a problem.

Oh, but I thought everything
was going so well.

Yeah, that's the problem.

Uh, perhaps I could show you the
house after you get off work?

Is Claire there?
-Not exactly.

I'll be down in just a minute,
Sam.

Your husband?
-Right.

Um, can you meet
at the Chameleon?

Seven o'clock would be
just fine.

Bye.

I thought we were going out
for dinner?

It's just a quick showing,
it shouldn't take long.

Um, I'll meet you
at the restaurant.

Hey, what's going on?

Um, I think I'm falling
for your daughter.

And this is a problem
because...?

Because every time she talks
about you and how she and I met,

I have to lie.

And she thinks it was fate
that brought us together.

But it was her mother.
-We need to tell her the truth.

Ok, but please let me do it
otherwise she will never forgive me.

Ok. But you have to do it soon,

because the longer you wait
the bigger the lie becomes

and then neither of us are going to
be able to save this relationship.

The Wandering Gourmet does
not pull any punches.

Listen to this scathing review
for Etoiles de Danse.

"I had the misfortune of
ordering the trout almandine

"which was dry as a bone."

Oh no, I know that chef.
Poor guy.

Uh, it gets worse. "The fois gras
was as forgettable as the ambiance.

"Cold, bland, no panache."

Ugh, what if this backfires,
Marco?

Maybe we should do
something about the lighting.

Or some fresh flowers,
or maybe some linen...

Ok, I'm having nightmares
wondering if this

guy's gonna show up
and ruin our lives.

Or save us. One positive review from
this guy could change everything.

Well, we're hanging on
by a very thin thread here.

I say we give the restaurant a
little make-over before he gets here.

I knew I should have
become a fireman. -Hi mom.

Hi sweetheart.
-Um, I'm kinda busy.

Can I call you later?
-I really need to talk to you.

Ok, uh, but not now.

I need to fix up the restaurant.
I have to go shopping.

Well, I can go with you.
Shopping for what?

Panache.

I'm on my way.

Claire and I are going shopping.

I thought we were going to see
the travel agent today?

Oh, maybe later.
-Later?

Oh, don't be like that.
Claire needs me.

Well, she's a grown woman,
she can shop alone.

It's not just that. She
and I need to have a talk.

About what?

This doctor she's been seeing.
It's just a little girl talk.

Don't start interfering,
Helen.

My interfering days are done.
That's what I wanted to tell her.

She knows that you love her,
that's all that matters.

Oh, this would be great
for serving pastries.

Well, we'll get two.
They're half off.

Great.
-Oh, look at this tablecloth.

Oh, that's nice.

Um, listen.

I... I wanted to talk to you about
something, darling. -About what?

This doctor you've been dating.

Eric?
You're gonna love him.

He's kind, he's honest.

I really feel like he's someone
I can trust.

And did I mention that
he is gorgeous?

I mean, it was just so romantic
the way we met,

it's kind of like you and dad.

Just all these people in the gallery
and somehow we found each other.

Clearly we were meant to meet.

Oh, they're practically
giving these away.

What about one of these on
every table with an arrangement?

Maybe not? What do you think?
-What do I think?

I think from now on you should
just make all your own choices.

Just asking about the vase.

Aside from my love life, I
really value your opinion, mom.

Helen is calling Claire now.

Wow, it's a little late in the
game for that, don't you think?

I know, maybe. -I mean, I
wanted to tell her myself,

it's just that Helen insisted
that she tell Claire.

She's right, you can't come between a
mother and her daughter. -That's right.

I just wonder why
she's not calling.

Who? Helen or Claire?
-To be honest,

at this point I'll take
a call from either one.

Look at it this way:
if it doesn't pan out with Claire,

the lovely Doctor Dana Becker
is still waiting in the wings.

I ran into her in the elevator.
She asked about you.

I think you're missing
the point.

He's in love with Claire.

You're in love with her now?

Mmmhmm.

I don't know. Look, all I know for
sure is I don't want to lose her.

At all. So... do you
think I should call her?

Hmmm-mmm.

No!
-Yes!

And so, amore mio, we start in Venice,
we head south to Tuscany...

muito romantico.

Si.

And then Pisa,
and then Florence.

Como estai?

How are you?

Don't ask.

Did everything go ok
with Claire?

It was fine.

Just fine?

There was so much I wanted to say
and I just couldn't find the words.

Now it may be too late.

What do you mean?

You know, if we go on this trip.
-"If"?

What happened to "when"?
-There's a lot on my mind, Sam.

Can we just- can we talk
about this some other time?

You know, if going to Italy is going to
make you so miserable, let's forget it.

That's not what I mean.
-I just wanted to make you happy and...

I'm not sure I know how to do
that anymore.

If you figure it out,
let me know. -Sam...

No, I'm not making
any more plans.

Italy will still be there
next year.

It's you and me
I'm worried about.

Hi. What are you doing here?

I just- I wanted to come
see you.

Oh. Well, hello.

Hey.
-Come in.

I uh, I tried calling you earlier.
-Oh, my phone died.

It probably went straight
to voice mail.

Right.

Yeah, I just... I wanted to
know how you were feeling.

Right now I'm tired.

I meant about us.

I don't know what
you want me to say.

Just the truth.

The truth is I'm confused.

And you should be.

Are you confused?
-No, I'm concerned.

About what?

Sorry, how... how was...
how was your day today?

Uh, I read a horrible review
on another restaurant

so I decided to spruce this place
up and my mom and I went shopping.

Right. And how did that go,
with your mom?

Great.

Good. That's great.

What? My mom and I always
go shopping together.

Yes, but today went really well.

Yeah. Yeah, I got a couple
tablecloths and some trays.

And- and you're not mad?

No, I'm not mad.
They were half price.

Oh, and I talked to my mom
and I told her about you

and how we met and they want
to meet you.

That's great.
-Yeah.

So I was thinking maybe
this weekend?

Fantastic.
-Yeah?

Ok.

I'm so sorry, I just couldn't
close the deal.

All you did was shop.

That's right.
Thank you for understanding.

No, I don't understand.

Of course not.
-I'm confused.

Are you speaking cryptically
or literally?

Exactly.

We need to meet.

Great. Just text
me when and where.

I appreciate you giving me
a second chance

to earn your business.

I'm going for a run.

Now he's going for a run.
Great.

Here we are, almond croissant,
tiramisu.

Enjoy.

Do you think that's him?

I don't know, everyone's
looking like a critic to me now.

Oh yeah, I got this.
-Yeah?

Ok.

Hello.
How are you?

Our specials today
are brie and fruit

with freshly baked
rosemary bread,

home made scones
with raspberry glaze

and of course our
coconut lime tart.

Why "of course"?

Uh, well, because
our coconut lime tart

is one of our most
popular items.

So of course it is
one of our specials.

Very well. I'll let you
know when I've decided.

Great. Well,
you just take your time.

I don't know.

Marco, he ate the croissant,
every last bite! -Yes.

And a scone, too. Do you think I
should offer him anything else?

No, we don't want him
to suspect that we know

that it's him. Let's just
let him enjoy his coffee. -Ok.

Who is she?

I don't know, maybe
it's part of his cover.

Ok, go find out. -No.
-Go, go, go.

Hello.

Uh, what can I get you two?
-You must be Claire.

Yes, I... I am.

I'm Dr. Carlton's receptionist.

He suggested me and
my husband come in.

Oh. -So you're not a
restaurant critic?

Excuse me?

I'm an accountant.

Great. That's all we needed.

Excuse me.
Back away.

You know, the food is good but
the service is a little peculiar.

Mom, could you just...

Ok.

Just one second.

I guess he hasn't told her yet.

Who hasn't told who what?

I completely forgot
I have a showing.

Ok, well um...
call me later?

I have good news.
-What? -I talked to Eric

and we're all getting
together this weekend.

We are?
-I thought you'd be excited.

I am, very excited!

Gotta go.
-Ok.

So why didn't you just tell her?

I tried, but she kept talking
about you

and how happy she was.

I just didn't have the heart.

Or the courage.
Take your pick.

The longer we wait...
-I know. I know.

I went to the bakery today
to try to tell her again,

but Donna from your office
was there.

What? -Yeah.
-Did she say anything?

I have no idea. The second I saw
her I hightailed it out of there.

This is not gonna end well.

It looks like my meddling
has finally ruined everything.

No. Look, if it wasn't for you
I never would have met Claire

in the first place so for that,
thank you.

Hey.
-Hey.

Looks good.

Nice try, Arnie.
It's ridiculous.

I ordered it a month ago
as a surprise for Helen.

It didn't seem so big online.

It's nice.

She'll love it.

Listen, Sam, I need to talk
to you about something.

What's up? -Well, I was running
some errands downtown and uh,

I hope I'm doing the right thing. I... I
saw Helen walking in Waterfront Park.

Yeah, so?

She was with a man.
-Sure.

She meets with clients
all the time.

Well, this looked like more
than just a client. -Oh, Arnie.

Whatever it is, it isn't
what you're thinking.

I took a picture of them
with my phone.

I printed out a copy.

I'm sorry, Sam.

Look, I have no idea who he is,

but trust me, it's not
what you think.

You're sure about that?
-Very sure.

Ok. -But if I know my wife,
she's definitely up to something.

Like what?
-That's what I intend to find out.

Alright.

Unbelievable.

Sam? I'm home.

I picked up some salmon.

I thought we could marinate it
in a mustard sauce.

I'm guessing you're not
in the mood for fish?

We need to talk.
-Is this about Italy?

Italy is the least
of our problems.

What are you talking about?
-I'm talking about George and Neil...

Who?
-And this guy in the park.

How could you do this to your own
daughter? -How did you get this?

Arnie saw you two.

Who is this guy?
-That's Eric.

Claire's boyfriend?

Sam, I was only trying
to help.

Tell her Helen, or I will!

I went online posing as Claire in
the hopes of finding her a date.

When they found out I was her
mother they ran for the hills.

As they should have.

Eric was sitting at the bar
watching all of this.

We struck up a conversation
and ten minutes in

I knew he was
the one for Claire.

This is so wrong
in so many ways.

Oh, I know. They're so perfect
together and I may have ruined it.

You have to tell Claire.

I'm serious, Helen.
If you don't, I will.

And this new obsession
with match-making has to stop.

Actually, I've been match-making
since the day we met.

What are you talking about?

That day at the bookstore?
-Yeah?

There was another copy of
"A Room With a View".

You were so nice and I wanted
to get to know you,

so I hid the other copy.

So my favourite story
about us is a lie? Great.

I've been carrying around
that secret for 34 years.

Forgive me if I don't sympathize
with your burden.

Well, maybe this is
a better story.

I had an instant crush
and so I acted fast.

And here we are, a
lifetime later, still in love.

Say what you will about
my methods,

but sometimes I do get it right.

I doubt your daughter sees
it that way.

You know, the day we met,

you didn't have
to manipulate fate.

I never would have let
you go.

If you could make a wish
in that fountain,

what would you wish for?
-An honest wife.

You said that too fast.

How about you?

Hmm?
-Would you want a wish?

Oh, yes.

Another 34 years
with the love of my life.

It really is big, isn't it?

Uh huh.

Eric, it's me.
Sam knows.

What?
-He says he's gonna tell Claire.

I knew this would happen.

I know I'm preaching
to the choir.

This review could make
or break us.

Ok, well maybe we can take a few
more catering gigs to stay afloat

before The Wandering Gourmet
wanders our way.

What if we're counting on
something that's not gonna happen?

I need you to stay
positive, partner.

Aye, aye, captain.

I think I'll wander home.

See you in the morning.
-Alright.

I can't give up on you.

I won't.

Hello? -Hey, it's me.
It's Eric.

Oh. Hey.
-Hey.

I hope you start making a
habit out of this. -I'd like to.

Do you want some napoleons
or cherry scones?

Take your pick.
-Maybe later.

Ok, well how about the hospital?
We could bring them to the kids.

Not tonight. -Alright, well I just
have to get something out front.

Look, Claire, there's something
I need to tell you.

Uh... oh, this happens
all the time.

Just another thing
to fix and pay for.

Yeah. So, look, I...
I wanted to tell you...

Tell me what?

Um, just about the night we met.
-Very romantic.

Yes, it was very romantic,
but...

it wasn't by accident.

So you agree with me then?

Sorry, agree with what?

That it was fate that
brought us together.

Oh, here.

Flashlight on it.

I... have a candle.
-That's better.

It is better.

Great.

There you go.

What do we do?

I don't know,
I'm just a doctor.

Well, I'm just a baker, so
clearly two professionals

that are completely useless
in this situation.

Oh, that's it.

The breaker box.
Where's the breaker box?

Oh, you are smart.

Right?
Ok.

The lights are off
in the kitchen.

I need to check the fridge.

Ugh, it's off!
Everything is going to spoil!

I have to call my mom,
she knows a good electrician.

Uh, are you ok?

Yeah, yeah I'm good.
Who are you calling?

My mom.
-Who is that?

That's Eric.
-He's there?

Yes. The lights went
out in the bakery.

I'll call my electrician
and send him over.

Are you ok?
-No.

The electricity went out.

But nothing else is wrong?

Isn't that enough?

Sam, she's with Eric.

Did he tell her about
your match-making?

Apparently not. Maybe I can
have the electrician tell her.

Oh, joke all you want but
you have to deal with this.

You, not Eric.
This is your mess.

I know, I know, I just... I don't
know how or when or what to say.

More importantly, how are you going
to explain to her why you did it?

I don't wanna go there
right now.

It's probably because I'd rather meddle
in Claire's life than deal with my own.

Well, why don't you try telling
her that? It's a good opener.

Your guy was great. It took four hours
but he finally got the lights on.

Said it was faulty wiring
in the walls.

Eric helped him out.
-Speaking of Eric...

And then, after all that,
he goes back to the hospital,

because a little kid has
an ear infection.

Darling, I... -I love that
he's a pediatrician.

I love... I love
everything about him.

Hey, hon. -Hey. -Uh, your mother
has something she wants to tell you.

Oh, well first you
must have a scone.

I salvaged them
from the fridge.

They're your reward
for finding him.

Thank you.

Finding who?
-The electrician.

Who do you think
I'm talking about?

I'll tell her, I promise.
A full confession.

It has to be today.

Mom.

What is this?

So you find these guys online,
meet them in a bar,

and that's how you
found Eric?

But he wasn't one of those.

Uh- actually, he was there
on a date.

Ok, so he witnessed
your insanity

and he still thought it was a
good idea to meet your daughter?

Not quite.
I had to convince him,

so I went to his office and...
-You did what?

Wow.
-I'm trying to confess here.

And so I sort of arranged
for you to meet at the gallery.

But I did not arrange that magical
moment when you two first saw each other.

You were there?

Yes. -She didn't tell me that, either.
You didn't tell me that.

Don't blame Eric, blame me.

I can't believe he would sign on
for something so crazy.

He wanted to tell you.
-Yeah, well he had ample opportunity.

He was afraid you'd be mad.
-Well I am!

I am mad!
-Honey, I'm so sorry.

So am I.

We could always put up a sign.

"Closed due to heartbreak".

No, I'll be fine.

Maybe.

That bad, huh?

I don't know.

I think I'd convinced myself
that I had all the time

in the world to find the man
of my dreams

and suddenly he's right
in front of me.

And the fairytale begins,

but lo and behold my mother has
orchestrated the entire thing.

Nothing is ever just my own.

And this time I just don't know
that I can forgive her.

Is that Eric or your mother?

Eric.

Sooner or later you're gonna
have to talk to him.

Not now.

Not until I figure out
what I'm gonna do.

Ok.

I'm gonna go. You need a lift?
-No, I'm good.

Ok. See you in the morning?

Yeah.

I had to see you.

I have a long day ahead of me.

I can come back tonight.
-No, I don't think it's a good idea.

I just need some time
to figure this out.

We really need to talk. -I'm not
even talking to my mother right now,

and she's my best friend.
Or my worst enemy.

I'm not really sure
which one anymore.

I just- I feel we owe it
to ourselves

to see where this goes.

Don't you?

I'm sorry, I can't-
I can't do this.

Claire-

She won't talk to me.

She won't talk to me,
either.

Let's make a pact.
Whoever she forgives first,

we'll get her to forgive the other.

I don't think you and I should
be making any more pacts.

Yeah, you're right. -You don't have
anything to worry about, though.

She's gonna forgive you,
you're her mother.

I know how Claire feels.

I felt the same way
about my mother.

She was always telling me
what to do.

Always trying to plan my life.

But she meant well.

Sounds to me like you're
just repeating her behaviour.

Is that your medical opinion,
doctor?

Well, I do deal with
a lot of moms.

What about your mom?

She is very opinionated.

But warm.

Funny.

Who does that remind me of?

How about that guy
in the corner?

The one with the bow-tie?

He's arrogant, he certainly
fits the profile.

Ok, so we'll just be really,
really nice to him.

Oh, of course. Because I'm
usually so rude to our customers.

Oh, come on. You know that's
not what I'm talking about.

She looks familiar.

I think she's one of
my mom's friends.

Ok, I'll take her, you
concentrate on bow-tie.

Offer him something
not on the menu.

Ok.

Hello. May I help you?

Uh, what do you suggest?

Oh, well I would
strongly suggest

the spinach prosciutto croissant
followed by a chocolate eclair

and I just baked a
beautiful olive bread.

You could always take that home.
-Alright then.

I'll have everything
you just recommended.

I just hope it's as good
as you make it sound.

It will be.

Uh, would you like a pastry?

I think I've had quite enough.
-Great.

Um, well perhaps I could refill your
coffee? -No, I'm done. Thank you.

Ok. Thank you.

Do you think that's him?

Yeah, bow-tie, arrogant,
it's gotta be him.

Thank you.

Did Claire know you were
coming in?

Probably not.

She's in the back.

Thanks.

You weren't answering
your phone

so I thought I'd just drop by.

I'd like to order some
humble pie, please.

I really don't have time
for this right now.

I am so sorry, sweetie.
Can you ever forgive me?

You need to let me live my own life.
-I know, I will.

You've said this before
and yet here we are.

But this time I mean it,
I promise.

No more meddling,
no more blind dates.

I really think Eric
is the one.

Your promise is barely ten seconds old and
already you are giving me your opinion.

Claire, I'm sorry but I believe
in love and marriage

and happily ever after,
and I just want that for you!

So do I! I want that, too,
but I need to find it on my own.

What if your mom
had hand-picked dad?

It would have taken the romance
right out of it.

I... I need to make
my own mistakes,

I need to find my own way!

I never realized that I was...
-You are pushing me away!

It feels like you don't trust
that I can handle my own life!

That's not true.

It's just that...

it's my way
of hanging on.

Not just to you,
but me.

The mom you go
shopping with.

The one you call when you need
to share a secret

or need encouragement.
The mom you need.

Not this woman.

The one who's about to retire
from who she used to be.

You're always gonna
be my mother.

And I'm always going
to need you.

Even if you drive me crazy.

Are we still allowed to hug?

Yes.

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

It's ok.

Here you go.

Let me know if you need
anything else. -Uh, no. I'm fine.

Can I ask you a question?
-Sure.

Is there always so much drama
in here?

You have no idea.

Hmm.
-Enjoy.

You know what? Maybe it's for the best.
I'll just throw all my energy into my work

for a little while. -No, that's a
bad idea. You have to call her.

Unfortunately, I think
that ship has sailed.

You need to stop feeling sorry
for yourself and just call her,

or she will move on.

Hi.

Hey.

Look... I was just hoping
we could talk.

I don't know.

One cup of coffee,
that's all I ask.

You have to let me explain.

Claire...please.

Ok.

Um, I'll meet you in an hour
at that place near your office.

Ok, great.
Yes.

Mind if I join you?

Dana.
Actually, um...

I'm sorry.
I'm waiting for someone.

Oh. Ok.

Uh, I just wanted to make
something clear.

Mmmhmm.
-I know I can be a little removed,

but I'm interested, Eric,
in case it doesn't show.

Dana, I'm seeing someone.

And she's gonna be here
any minute.

Oh, uh...

is it serious?

It is for me.
Yeah.

Good luck.

Hey.

Who was that?

That's a doctor I work with.

Dana.
-Oh. That look she gave me,

I assumed she was more
than just a colleague.

Were you two dating?
-No.

I mean, we did.
It's...

Oh, you were with her
when you met my mother.

Your mom told you I was
on a date that night?

Ah, this is a bad idea.
-No, look.

We're not dating at all anymore.
It was a couple times.

It's just you now, I promise.

Claire, please.
-Eric, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

We got it! -What?
-We got a review!

What? What does it say?
-I don't know, my buddy just texted me.

I'm just bringing it up right now.
-Ok, hold on.

Uh, "Gilded Sweets Bakery
is a new entry

"into the overcrowded category
of little luncheonettes."

That's not a very good start.
-Yeah, well just keep reading.

"But this little place is a gem."
-We're a hit!

He likes us!
-Let me read.

"The olive bread
was the real thing,

"made with enormous skill."

Your father's recipe.
-And his father before him.

Papa! -They'd be very proud. Ok.

"The delicate croissant filled
with spinach and prosciutto

"was a delightful surprise."
Wait, he didn't order that, did he?

No.
But I know who did.

The Wandering Gourmet
is a woman!

Oh, well that would explain
the good taste.

"The chocolate eclair was beyond
compare, "traditional yet complex.

"My compliments to the chef."

Yes, yes, very nice.
Ok, ok.

"The ambience was
equally appealing

"and the owners provided
wonderful drama,

"both in and out of the kitchen."
-My mom is gonna like that.

"I give this wonderful bakery a
very enthusiastic four stars!"

Yes!

That's like the highest ranking!

We did it! We did it!
We did it!

I'm so proud of us!

See?
-You always knew it.

We have to get more tables.

And staff.
Thank you.

Maybe we could buy the place next door.
-Oh, now you wanna spend money?

Thank you so much.
-Can you believe it?

We're out of olive bread.
I'm gonna have to get baking.

What can I get you?

Mmm.

Oh, honey, this is delicious.

I wanted to make something
really special.

What's the occasion?

Let's just say I've turned over
a new leaf.

From this point on I plan on
letting things unfold

without my involvement.
-Does Claire know about this?

She's the one who gave me
my marching orders. -Ah.

So I'm to get on with my life
and let her get on with hers.

She's a wise woman,
that daughter of yours.

If she and Eric ever get
together that'd be great.

From now on, her love life
is none of my business.

But who I love is up to me.

How's the carbonara?
-I mean, only the Italians

could think of putting bacon
and eggs on pasta.

Those Italians think
of everything.

We'll have to go
there sometime.

Are you ready for dessert?

We just started dinner.
-I can't wait.

Cappuccino cannolis,
a present from Claire.

Ah.

And here is a little something
from me.

What is this?

Two tickets to Venice?

Then Tuscany, then the coast,

then wherever you want
to go, Mr. Michaels.

I don't care where I go,

as long as you're beside me,
Mrs. Michaels.

And then we finish the trip
in Florence.

I can't believe you guys
are leaving so soon.

Yep, one week from tomorrow.

I almost wish we were
there already.

Oooh.

Oh, Claire, that's beautiful.

Hello. -Hi. -I just wanted to
thank you for that lovely review.

Oh, no thanks necessary.
You deserved it.

Just promise me you won't give
away my identity. -No problem.

I'm just happy it looks
like you're becoming a regular.

Are you kidding me?
-This is the best show in town.

Yes, Claire's life is
very entertaining,

and it looks like another show
is about to begin.

I'll get more plates.

Eric, please don't do this.

I'm trying to get over you.

How do you get over
what's meant to be?

I thought you didn't believe
in destiny.

I don't.
-Then what are you doing here?

I'm here for you
and I'm here for us.

Come on, Claire.
Meet him halfway.

Eric... -Look. You can call it
fate or your mother's intuition

or a coincidence that
brought us together,

but it doesn't matter how we
got here because all I know

is that I love you and I don't
ever want to lose you again.

Would you just kiss
her already?

Should we make her wait?

She can wait,

but I can't.

You're so romantic.

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