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Would you like some breakfast?

Yes, please. Anything.

Great. I made you something.

What's this?

If you want more... go ask the slut you spent the night with.

Bon appétit.

Betty, are you going to eat that bacon or not?

Thanks.

Betty, you want more coffee?

Okay.

No! It's not okay!

It's so wrong!

What?

That man is getting married, Beatriz Aurora!

And you still want to get romantic with him?

Could you be any more desperate?

Miss Juli, your daughter is eager.

You threw yourself at him!

Are you going to be his mistress?

He's not going to leave his fiancé for you!

Tramp.

What will your father say when he finds out?

Sweetie, are you feeling alright?

Yeah. What's up?

Do you want more coffee?

-Yes, please. -Pass me your cup.

-Betty. -What?

Did something happen between you and Armando yesterday?

I have to go. Bye, Mom!

You're not done with your breakfast. I made gelatin.

That's too bad. I'll eat it. Thanks.

Shocker!

Oh, crap!

Come right in.

Make yourselves at home. Welcome to work.

-Good. -Morning, Wilson.

-Morning! -Good morning!

-I'll be right with you, girls. -Okay!

Let's see that face.

-Are you okay? -Yeah, it's just a scratch.

I didn't even remember.

How'd you sleep?

I slept well.

I was thinking that maybe we could do something tonight

after the gym.

-Me too. -Really?

Yeah, but it's a surprise.

Oh!

Don't even try asking because my lips are sealed.

So...

Yeah, buddy.

Betty.

Betty, I'm in love with you.

I've been talking to you for five minutes.

Why the long face?

Come on.

What happened between you and Betty last night?

Did you do it? You did, didn't you?

Tell me I can be proud of you.

No. Forget about your plan.

-What? -Yeah.

I can't do it, Ricardo. I can't do this to Betty.

I can't treat her like this. I can't play her. It's too mean.

-Oh, come on! -Betty.

Hello, Mr. Ricardo. Morning.

-Morning. -Hello... Mr. Armando.

Lovebug.

Life without you has no meaning.

Let me come back to the apartment.

What for?

You want to keep playing house with me?

What we have isn't a game.

I want to come back because I love you.

And because I miss you.

I'm sorry, but we need to take the next stop.

You either get a divorce or I'm closing up shop.

Emotional maturity.

Well, then...

I'm coming back whether you like it or not.

What the hell? It's the other one.

She already changed the locks?

Damn it!

Well, I... just remembered I have a conference call

and I assume you have things to do.

-See you. -Excuse me.

Go ahead.

Hey. Hey, what's the matter?

You look like you've seen a ghost.

Armando, what happened between you two last night?

She's acting weird. Why?

I just told her I felt things for her, but that was it.

-Come on. -No.

-This isn't okay. -Okay.

Alright, go give her the good morning she deserves.

You need to keep the flame of love alive.

There must be a reason her office is so hidden.

From now on, it's going to be "The Love Cave."

I don't know what upsets me more,

being lied to or being taken for a fool!

He says he was working with Beatriz all night,

but he came home drunk. He reeked of alcohol!

That woman covers for him. I told you.

That's why he hired her.

I really don't think she's as smart as everyone says.

I won't ask her because

she'll probably give me Armando's version.

Obviously. She's his loyal hound.

I don't think he even takes her to his escapades.

I mean, she's so ugly, she probably scares the prospects away.

Oh, Marcela!

Poor you.

Look, I'm going to be very honest.

It's just that people usually aren't honest.

They'll tell you nothing's happening when there is something happening.

I think something is happening, so here's the truth.

I'm telling you because you're my best friend.

-Yeah. -Okay? Are you ready?

Armando is back to his old ways. I'm sure of it.

We need to think about this. Who could he be with?

I don't know.

We have a cocktail party tonight, but I'm not going because I hate him.

I don't want to see him in pictures or on social media. I hate him!

No, no! Absolutely not!

You have to go. You can't leave him alone.

You know how single women behave!

They're relentless! They'll be all over him.

Now... if you really don't want to go, I can go.

I could make that sacrifice for you.

Will you lend me a dress for the event?

Karen Kerbis, the lawyer, is here.

Send her in, Mariana. Thanks.

A lawyer? What for, Marcela?

Mr. Armando! No... I didn't play it!

It was one of those popular pre-made playlists.

Don't worry, Betty.

I just wanted to see how you're feeling this morning.

Great. Normal. Everything is fine.

You?

-Me too. -Great.

Look, Betty, I don't know how to say this, but...

Don't worry! I know how.

You were drunk and stressed out. And that's what stress and alcohol do.

I know you didn't mean what you said or what you felt,

-so don't worry. -No, don't say that, Betty.

Last night didn't happen

because of the alcohol or the stress.

It's something I wanted to do for a long time.

She's on her way.

You're going to love her.

Ma'am, you called me?

-Yes, come in. -Sure.

Excuse me.

I want to introduce you to a great friend of mine.

Have a seat.

I took the liberty of calling Karen

so she could take your case.

You took too long to call her.

She speaks Spanish.

Oh. Well, ma'am, the thing is...

that when you've been in such a long relationship,

it's hard to break up and...

-Sofia. -Yes?

I see this as a good opportunity to get out of your comfort zone.

Don't you think?

Well, I've also been thinking that...

I don't know.

Maybe my kids wouldn't want me to take their father to court

-because lawyers-- -I'm sorry, Sofia,

but he hasn't shown you the same consideration.

Besides, I think he's just trying to scare you.

Alright. Excuse me.

I'll let you two talk. Make yourselves comfortable.

Got it?

Go ahead.

Let's start from the beginning.

And they thought I couldn't do it.

Oh, yeah.

Hello.

Is there something I can help you with?

Yes, we're here to see Ms. Beatriz Rincon.

Oh.

-Who's asking? -Tell her that

the insurance lawyers are here to see her.

Do the lawyers have names?

-Frank. -And Peter.

I'll let her know.

Hi, Armando!

Sorry to interrupt, but I can't find your assistant anywhere.

Now, I know I'm your secretary,

but nowhere in my contract does it say that I'm also Beatriz's.

What do you want me to do? Can't you see I'm working?

Oh, well... I'm busy too. It's okay, though. Don't worry.

I'll tell the people from the insurance company

to keep waiting. It's not my problem anyway.

No, wait.

Put them in the conference room.

I'll have Beatriz take care of them now.

Okay.

Oh! One more thing!

If they want coffee, water, tea or whatever,

they can get it themselves.

Nowhere in my contract does it state that I'm a waitress.

-Mariana. -Huh?

I need you to do a Tarot card reading for me.

Sure, I'll do it during lunch break.

No!

I need you to do it when no one else is around.

And promise you won't tell the girls whatever comes of it.

-Okay? -Okay.

Well, I'm terrified to even ask what you did.

-Why? -No, don't tell me.

Listen to me.

If you killed someone and if you hid the body, get rid of it.

I won't betray you, but leave me out of it.

-I'm a being of light. -Sure.

-You're a being of light. -I don't like those things.

-Namaste. -Namaste.

No, it's just that...

I think my time has finally come.

Oh... okay.

You mean...

Good morning.

You guys again.

I thought we were done.

We are, but we have a matter to discuss with Ms. Rincon.

-Isn't that right, Frank? -Right, Peter.

She's busy at the moment, but we can help. What do you need?

-Well, since you're offering-- -Frank!

Sorry, but we can't speak to anyone else except our client.

Mr. Nicolas Ramos already warned us.

-Right, Frank? -Right, Peter.

You know Nicolas?

He hired us.

We work with Ms. Rincon thanks to Mr. Ramos.

-Am I right, Frank? -You always are, Peter.

Sandra, this reading is so confusing. It says that your love is very close by

and that he's always there for you.

-He's tall. No? -Not really.

He's either in the military or a police officer.

It appears he's a man in uniform.

Yes, he wears a uniform.

Tell me. Does he like me?

Oh, he's smitten.

Plus, he's single.

It says he wants you and you want him.

-Yeah. -Let's see what else.

But there's confusion here.

And a lie that's growing and growing.

And growing.

If this lie isn't dealt with in time...

-Oh, my God! -Will I lose him?

It doesn't say that specifically.

But I'd tread lightly if I were you. If you don't deal with it...

it'll all come crashing down.

-Oh! -Just like this tower.

So I'm the one who jumps?

-Yes, with fire and thunder included. -That's awful.

-I can't stand heights. -Yes.

Do you still doubt it? Huh?

Nicolas hired the lawyers

and you're facing moral quandaries about Betty.

"I can't do this, I can do this. I can't, I can..."

I can't. It's not that easy.

Armando, you're a man. You need to make the jump.

What do you want me to do? I'm not the least bit attracted to Betty.

-Alright... -What?

Check out this picture.

-Are you seeing it? -Yeah...

I'm going to send it to you. Concentrate.

Think about her when you're kissing Betty.

See this image in your head.

You won't be kissing Betty. You'll be kissing her.

Here it is.

SEND

Rise up to the challenge, lady-killer.

Do it now.

And so,

my parents left half of the house to me

and the other half to my brother.

My husband bought my brother out and now he wants to sell the house.

Okay.

Who told him to do that?

Who else? The bitch. The skank!

Sorry.

That woman has gotten in his head.

She's the one who's talked him into not giving us money,

into not visiting them.

Everything's just wrong.

Huh?

He's sleeping with his enemy.

Efrain can't do that.

Sure, the house is common property,

but his two children, two minors, still live in that house.

New York divorce law is all about equitable distribution of assets.

It is based on the needs of both parties at the time of divorce.

However, more weight is given to whoever brought

the property into the marriage.

That would be me.

Since the judge needs to divide things equally,

they can grant the properties to whichever party he deems fair.

So...

So I'm not going to lose my house?

My kids and I get to keep it?

Yeah. I'll see to it. I'll protect you and your children.

You will keep your house

and your ex-husband will have to pay you child support and alimony.

Can I hug you?

Sure. Of course!

Thank you, thank you, and thank you!

But don't cry. Stay strong.

Yes. Thank you so much!

Marcela.

Where are you going?

To Armando's office.

Is everything alright? I was worried after last night.

Should we go to my office so we can talk?

Everything's great. Thanks for asking. We'll talk later.

Oh, I'm going to do it...

I have to do this. I have to.

One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi...

Oh!

-Betty. -Yes, sir?

Betty.

I meant what I said last night.

Ah!

Betty?

Hey, Marcela.

I was curious if you talked to Armando. Is everything alright?

Yeah, he said he was with Beatriz all night.

What can I do, Ricardo? I have to believe him.

-Sure. -Hey, can you do me a favor?

Don't tell Armando that I went to see you last night.

No, sure. It'll be our secret.

-Trust me. -Okay.

-Oh! Be careful! -Hey! Betty!

Girl!

Oh!

Oh, my God. Where is she going?

Well, not the bathroom. That's the other way.

I think she went to eat. We're hungry, right?

Hey! What the hell is wrong with your secretary?

She's insane. She almost knocked us down.

I think her boyfriend got into an accident. I'm not sure.

The day he met her was the accident.

Marcela, don't be so mean.

But it's true, Ricardo. You'd need to have very bad taste

or be blind to be attracted to someone so insignificant and ugly.

Whatever. That's where she went. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm busy.

-I came to talk about that. -About what?

You need to go to Estefania's event tonight.

What? I'm not in the mood to attend a social event.

You don't have a choice. You have to go.

They sponsored our runway show.

Then you go.

No, I'm tired. I had a rough night thanks to someone.

I need to rest.

I'll figure out a way to make a cameo, okay?

Alright.

And tomorrow, the people from Top One

are coming to do an interview about the success of the new collection.

Okay, thanks.

Marcela, why don't we go to your office to discuss

the marketing plan for the next collection?

Sure. Okay.

Let's go.

Betty, I have Mr. Armando's-- Move it! Mail!

I guess someone's in a hurry.

Hold the elevator! Thanks.

Thank you so much for everything.

I feel better now that I know Efrain won't kick us out on the street.

Everything will be alright, Sofia.

-Do you remember Rich in Love? -Yeah.

Silvana and her husband had a rough time at first, right?

Yeah.

-But things got better for her. -Yeah.

Let's have some faith. Here are my numbers.

Call me if you have any questions.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

Just remember one thing. Don't attack him.

We'll handle everything in court,

-not outside of it. -Yes. Alright.

Thank you so much. Thank you...

What?

Was that the lawyer?

-How'd it go? -What'd she say?

-What happened? -Girls.

She said everything's going to be alright.

That Efrain is going to pay for everything.

That we'll get our divorce, that she'll defend me,

and that we won't be out on the street.

That's great!

Oh, the skank will writhe in anger.

-Well, yes and no. -What?

Yes, because I'm finally getting a divorce.

That's great.

And no, because the issue of the house

isn't in my hands or Efrain's.

It's in the judge's.

-Yes! -Do it.

I mean, as if he were that hot.

No, not at all. Hey, where's Ms. Marcela?

She just left Mr. Armando's office with Mr. Ricardo.

Who knows what happened, though? Earlier,

Betty came running out like a maniac.

Yeah, I just saw her.

And the hits keep on rolling.

-Oh, well. Hey. -What?

What was that about rocking and rolling?

She meant, keep at it.

Oh, I get it.

-Cool. -I'm going to find Ms. Marcela.

I'm going to the restroom.

Betty, I need you with me. Please.

I can't imagine my life without Betty.

Betty, I'm in love with you.

-Betty. -Yes, sir?

How long do you think Beatriz will make us wait?

I mean, just to get an idea.

I don't know, but I'm tired.

This is disrespectful.

They're going to see us right now, Frank.

Gentlemen?

Sir, Ms. Rincon hasn't come to see us.

Yeah, that's why I'm here.

Betty had a family emergency. She had to go.

But no one told us. We've been here wasting our time.

It was unexpected. That's why.

If you need anything from her, call her cellphone.

We've tried, but she won't answer.

Then call her again, okay?

Now, please leave.

It wouldn't be good for any of us if you're seen here.

I'll tell Betty you stopped by when she returns.

-Please, leave. -Frank, the folders.

Yes, the folders.

Hugo!

Are you busy?

Hugo the Divine is possessed by his muses, Patty.

Don't bother me.

Oh, wow! It's so pretty! You're coloring. I also want to!

No, I'm not. I'm working.

Can I take a picture for my Instagram?

-Come on. -You and your Instagram.

-Move your hand. -Even if you take a thousand...

That's enough. You're distracting me.

I'll lose my inspiration. Go!

Hugo, don't be mean.

I have lots of problems right now.

Guess what.

They're going to turn off my power.

-Really? -Yeah.

Okay, let me care for a second. Here's a tear for you.

You're so rude.

Hugo, they can't turn my power off. What will I do?

What little food I have will go bad.

And how will I do my hair? Help me.

Okay, girlie.

Now that you mentioned power. If somewhere in the near future

the machines rise against us and they enslave us,

even if you had a potion to destroy their leader,

I wouldn't help you.

Machines? What? Why wouldn't you help me?

Okay, Patty. You ruined one of my dresses.

And I love you, really, I do. But I can't forgive you.

Come on. I beg you, please! What's it to you?

It's just this month's bill.

I promise I'll pay you back tomorrow when we get paid.

Honey, the only person who can live off me is Fabio.

Now, go.

You're mean.

I'd rather be mean than poor.

I'm not poor.

If you're not poor, then I'm straight.

About time!

I was so worried you almost gave me an ulcer.

Why did Betty run off? What'd you do to her?

I did what you told me. I kissed her.

Why'd she run away? Did you bite her?

I'm not in the mood for jokes.

I don't know why she reacted that way.

I don't know.

This had never happened to me.

Obviously. You've never been with an ugly woman before.

I have no idea what happened.

You think she got offended?

-Armando, it was just a kiss. -Yeah.

-Unless something else happened. -No, of course not.

What if she accuses me of sexual harassment?

Armando, it was just a kiss.

We made a mistake, we screwed up.

Betty?

Betty.

Betty, what happened? Are you alright?

Betty.

Mr. Armando.

So she's really not charging you anything at all?

No. I'm telling you.

Ms. Marcela must've noticed I was broke and said:

"I'm calling in a favor.

Otherwise, she won't work and that's bad for us."

No, no. She's doing it to help you.

Marcela is a very good person, just like her mother.

Remember that Mrs. Margarita always worried

about everyone in the company.

And before asking you to do something,

she'd ask how you were doing.

-She'd ask about your problems-- -Hold on a minute.

Skanks have ears.

Yeah. That happens with home wreckers.

They think that just because they seduced an idiot,

they can do it for the rest of their lives, but no.

They also think they'll never work again.

And that they'll live like skank queens all their lives.

And that they can keep the idiot's money.

But they're wrong. There's divine justice.

And lawyers.

And you have Manhattan's best.

No, you're being represented by the best firm in New York.

On the East Coast.

The East Coast? In the whole world!

And they make sure that sneaky snakes...

get chopped in half!

And then, my husband will have to pay

so much child support and alimony

that he won't be able to finance a certain someone's whims.

Did you get all that or shall we repeat it?

Bye!

Thanks!

She's scared. I'm sure of it.

Hey, man.

Hey.

Hey, wake up.

-No! -Easy!

It's just me. What's the matter with you?

Oh, my goodness...

Sorry.

It was a rough night. I'm in bad shape.

Spending the night here is crazy.

If any of the poisons had leaked, you're dead.

I know.

I tried to get into Jenny's house in the morning,

but she changed the locks.

You need to figure things out with her out.

Look at you.

I've tried, man,

but she keeps getting more and more demanding.

The only solution is for me to sell Sofia's house.

-What do I do? -Hey!

Don't look at me and don't ask me.

Just leave your problems out of the office.

Oh.

She left her phone here.

I don't know what to do about this. It's getting too complicated.

Beatriz is a woman just like all the others you've dated, okay?

Well, deep down. Just don't focus on what you see.

Don't be superficial, Armando.

It's just that I don't know how to seduce her.

I don't know. I really don't like her.

Not even a little. I don't know what to do.

Plus, we're doing this behind Marcela's back. That's the thing.

I don't even want to think what'll happen

when Marcela finds me with her.

Poor you. You saw the lawyers, right?

-Yes. -Well,

we're in Betty's hands. You can't back out.

I think that's exactly what I should do.

This is going to end very badly.

-No. -Yes.

Don't panic, man. You're not marrying her.

I hope it doesn't come to that.

Of course not, bro. The heart is unpredictable.

Some relationships last a long time. Others, a little less.

-And yours, well... -What?

Until we get the company back.

How long do you think that will take?

I don't know.

At the most... a year.

-A year? -More or less.

A year, a year and a half.

Betty, Betty!

Betty! Betty, are you alright?

-Betty. -Ms. Catalina? Yeah, I'm fine.

Are you sure?

-You don't need a doctor? -No, I'm fine.

I was just short of breath because I was running.

But I'm fine. This is so embarrassing.

Oh, please!

Betty, you scared me.

You know, I thought when I saw you faint,

I thought you'd gotten the kiss of death.

No, what kiss? What are you talking about?

-What is it? -About the kiss

that all of New York heard about.

No.

Don't worry, honey.

We all wish, me including, that we could be in love like that.

After that scare, you need to tell me who the lucky guy is.

This is...

Betty!

Hey! Where have you been? Everyone's been asking for you.

Are you alright? Did something happen?

Me? No, it's just that I had something urgent...

I even forgot my phone. But I'm here now.

-I'm okay. -Okay.

-Thanks for the concern. -Alright.

Oh, well.

You've been asking to get your picture taken for a long time

and now that it's finally happening you seem upset.

Ines, be honest.

Is it true that the best lawyer in Manhattan works for Sofia?

Why are you asking me that?

Because she won't leave my lovebug alone.

If she hired a lawyer, it's to hurt him.

I mean, we just want to be happy together.

That's all.

That's also what Sofia wants. The only difference is

that she has two kids to take care of.

All she wants is for her kids to be protected.

Exactly.

She can keep the kids. She just has to sign the divorce.

-What is it? -You stuck me in the boob!

-No, I didn't. -Yes, and you did it on purpose.

It must be because I'm used to doing it to my voodoo dolls.

They should both be here together.

-Indeed. -Both.

-But they're not. -No.

You see? One of them is here.

Beatriz!

I'm glad you're back. I know what happened.

Armando told me everything.

Mr. Ramos, there's something very sensitive

-we need to talk about. -You don't say!

What is it?

We went to see Ms. Rincon. She hasn't given my partner and me

-the raise we asked for. -Wait.

You went to the office without calling me first?

You've ruined things again, Mr. Pete.

Something strange is going on.

They won't let us see Ms. Rincon.

-Who? -Who else?

The owner of V&M Fashion, Armando Mendoza.

He didn't let us talk to her. He told us

to wait for her, but then he suddenly told us to leave

because she wasn't coming.

Tell him about the attack.

They're in a lot of trouble with Ms. Rincon's company.

They could even make an attempt on her life.

She could be in the hot zone.

Here's a word of advice. Go home,

lay down, have a drink, and stop thinking so much.

If you show up at the office again without my permission,

you can forget about the case.

And I'm not playing around. Goodbye.

What'd he say?

He didn't care about anything I told him.

I hope we're not dealing with criminals, Frank.

Armando told me what happened to your boyfriend.

Is he alright?

Nicolas? He's fine.

It was a domestic accident.

-You live together. -No.

He was just helping out at my parents' house.

Poor guy. You should go home early.

I mean, if your boss lets you since you've both been

working together late so often. Nicolas, was it?

Doesn't it bother him that you stay so late at work?

Because it really bothers me to have to wait for Armando all night.

Well? Does it bother him?

Well, he...

Betty, why don't you go to your office?

Your phone has been ringing non-stop.

Excuse me.

You crossed the line. Betty's had a rough day.

Guess what? So have I!

-Betty. -Yes, sir?

What happened? I was worried.

You ran out and left everything behind.

You even forgot your phone.

You can't just run off every time something's troubling you.

Well, it's just that that had never happened to me before.

I didn't know how to react.

But... are you okay?

-Yeah. -Yeah, I'm fine.

It's just that...

That's never going to happen again.

Betty, you're going to need to control yourself.

I'm here for whatever you need.

Whatever you feel or whatever you want to say,

you can count on me.

Was it a bad kiss?

Armando!

Armando?