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DOM PÉRIGNON AND A SHOT OF SOJU

Right at the end here...

Pay attention here.

-Okay? -Yes, sir.

Number 12. Tell Esther that she's out.

But, Joseph.

It's number 12's debut today.

Bosh. Number 12's out.

Yes, understood.

Esther, where are you now?

Don't wrinkle the clothes.

Can we talk for a second?

I'm sorry.

Keep your arms straight.

-Seon-ho. -Joseph!

I'm only doing this kelp-like style because you want me to.

I could even squeeze water out of my hair. So hilarious.

Seon-ho, it's perfect.

God...

All right.

Let's get everyone falling in love with the show. Got it?

Drench them all!

-Please look over here. -Over here!

It's JD!

Make it tighter. More.

Joseph.

Excuse me. Joseph.

What's going on?

Esther wants you to come over now.

Slay. She knows I'm busy.

Make her come here.

Guess who just arrived.

Ahn Nam-hee. The editor-in-chief.

Slay! Move! Get out of the way!

-Joseph. -Oh my.

-Congratulations. -You came.

-You never disappoint. -Of course.

-Thanks. Exactly. -Absolutely elegant.

What is it?

Ms. Ahn!

With a tight schedule in New York, I didn't expect you here.

I got all choked up when I saw you come in.

Thank you so much, Ms. Ahn.

You too, Ms. Hong.

I'm really looking forward to it. The venue is unique too.

You're right.

Venues like this can easily distract people

when the show gets boring even for a second.

It's a bold move. Was this your idea, Se-pyeong?

You see, Joseph's real name is Se-pyeong.

Jang Se-pyeong!

Am I right?

I'm so flattered by your attentiveness to my profile,

down to the smallest detail.

Oh, come on.

-Joseph, here... -Oh!

I present to you

our Mr. Joseph Collection, titled "Holic."

I was inspired by the alluring Song of the Sirens.

The main colors are emerald green and sapphire blue,

and I focused on fabrics that create a seductive silhouette.

You mean sirens, the sea monster?

Haven't you done enough already?

I used both silk and organza fabric for a bit more...

Well, that won't do for JD, then.

She can pull off almost everything.

But wrapping the body with silk is old-fashioned

and organza lacks practicality.

It's interesting how you started with a myth and added picturesque touches.

Of course you would notice the patterns.

I took extra care to match the colors.

I bet you skipped meals for the show.

Have this.

You didn't have to. Thank you, Ms. Ahn.

Wow, bread.

You should be honored.

It's Ms. Ahn's favorite bread.

It's fig. Organic.

Joseph!

-Hey, you're here. -Joseph!

Congrats!

-Seriously! -How uncouth...

She always calls me Se-pyeong. God, I hate it...

Who said that? Where is that person?

Hong Ji-seon, standing next to Ms. Ahn.

Wait, the Ahn Nam-hee?

Yes, your idol, that Ahn Nam-hee.

You only memorized her editor's letters, not her face.

No way.

You should've told me so that I could say hi at least.

-Hey. -What's this?

Bread?

They say it's "organic."

See you later.

Joseph!

Good luck!

Is your camera a weapon? You almost blinded me. I could have been hurt.

-Watch who you... -You're hurt? Let me see.

Let me check if you've been well and missed me.

Look, you disappeared on me after the last season.

Do I look like I worried as an ex-turned-friend?

So you've been wondering about me.

I thought you were just surfing in Hawaii.

What on earth happened there?

From your face to the way you talk, you're all so slick.

You did miss me.

Were you looking at my Instagram?

You could've dropped some likes.

Likes? Whatever.

From that old-fashioned necklace to your embarrassed face,

-you haven't changed. -Wait.

What? "Old-fashioned"?

Clearly, you have no taste at all.

Coco Chanel, Jacqueline Kennedy, Audrey Hepburn, and Princess Diana.

You just insulted women who elevated their dignity

and elegance with this jewelry.

You said I have no taste but you're my...

Forget it, how can you discuss the classics with me?

You don't even remember this necklace.

Ji-eun.

Nam-jin, you're here.

I'm Ji Woo-min, also Ji-eun's ex.

Nice to meet you. I'm Lee Nam-jin.

We're friends now.

I see.

We should go.

Look here.

Perfect. Amazing.

Yes, like that. No one else but JD.

I think he's better than the guy you were with last season.

Mind your business.

You look so pretty sitting next to another guy.

Shut up and watch the show.

Open the door, please!

Check the outfit.

The second outfit!

I need it.

-Wait a minute. -Shoes!

I'm so excited!

Joseph, you should go out.

Please stand by.

What's going on?

-What? -What's this?

-What happened? -What?

-What's this? -What?

Too dark to see.

What's going on?

-What's this? -A blackout?

How come?

So scary.

Wow, everything was amazing, to the finale outfit.

Seon-ho was beautiful like crazy.

It's a shame Jjoseph didn't make it to the curtain call.

But it was the collection itself

you really wanted to show, right?

So it went perfectly.

I watched the whole process.

It was gorgeous, elegance, and brilliant.

You made it all.

Seon-ho did the perfect pose.

Say something.

Right. The black-out seemed part of the show.

It was ear-splitting when people were screaming.

Tell him with some sincerity, Ji Woo-min.

Right, it wasn't that bad.

Joseph, don't get too emotional.

Those people outside?

They're still here so they don't miss a dramatic scene.

They all want to see you find that girl

and rip her hair out.

A rookie model whose desires were killed

and a furious gay designer fight at dawn.

Be classy. Cheap revenge drama isn't for me.

What's with the "gay"?

It's more provocative.

Okay. There you go.

Joseph,

let's move on. Don't make a big deal out of it.

Right, let's just do a proper curtain call here.

Let's drink, go out, and show those people out there

that we're having a good time, okay?

-Be cool. -You're right.

I even sent my boyfriend home

to have a fantastic time with Joseph.

So...

tonight...

we'll ride or die?

Of course, we'll ride or die!

-Ride or die! -Ride or die!

-Joseph! -Joseph!

Hey, Woo-min! What are you doing?

-Hey! -Let's go.

Is it okay for us to do this?

Nice weather, right?

Right, it was so hectic last night that I didn't notice you leaving.

Champagne knocks me out.

Get some hangover food.

Maybe this is the wrong kind.

Do you want hangover soup?

No, this is better. It looks tasty, too.

I'll have what he's having.

Coming right up.

Are you upset about last night?

What about it?

Well, I invited you despite your busy schedule

but didn't look after you.

I know you're busy too, Ji-eun.

To be honest, I think I lost control last night.

You know how important Jjoseph and Seon-ho are to me.

Since the show ended like that,

the model and designer were having a meltdown.

As their friend, I had to stay

to lighten up the mood at the after-party...

With Woo-min too?

Well,

Woo-min was...

Should we stop now?

I mean, let's break up.

Okay, if that's what you want.

Yeah, we're just friends.

Have a taste.

Yes, sure.

It's good.

Well...

I like the texture. It's fried well.

Nam-jin.

By any chance...

Did you come to pick me up in the morning?

Actually,

important people were at the party,

and they're all potential clients.

They're at the top, and I'm at the bottom of the totem pole.

That's the life of a PR.

I can't refuse their glass.

So I kept drinking and got too drunk.

When I woke up,

I found myself at Seon-ho's.

I see.

So you slept at Seon-ho's.

Right.

That happens.

Thank you.

Enjoy your meal.

I wanted to dress up nicely today,

but Seon-ho's clothes didn't fit me.

I couldn't borrow them,

and I didn't want to be late, so I came straight here.

This is from Chloé's latest collection.

And Stuart Weitzman shoes with a Chanel bag.

It's not different from last night,

but don't you think I matched the items well enough

as your girlfriend?

-Ji-eun. -Yes?

Do you know what Northern Limit Line,

or NLL, means?

NLL?

Who's our current prime minister?

Nam-jin...

I always wanted to tell you this.

I don't expect you to read the newspaper,

but you should watch the news as an adult.

No offense,

but all you talk about is the fashion brands or designers.

I don't follow you.

Because it's us.

We're different.

Nam-jin, what are you trying to say?

I'm tired of it.

Ignoring the fact we don't fit together.

A girl who I can talk to

about current world affairs,

political and economic issues,

rather than fashion trends,

would be better for me.

What's wrong with working in the fashion industry?

Let's break up.

Eat up. I'll pay the bill on the way out.

Males have a sharp sense of smell.

Maybe he smelled Woo-min's toner on you.

You deserved to get dumped.

It was so humiliating and insulting.

What did he take me for?

He left that news magazine? What's that supposed to mean?

Alcohol ruins your health, and sex ruins your relationships.

Jeez...

I must've lost my mind.

If you're sane, you wouldn't have ruined your mom's pearl necklace.

I always wear it for an important event to attend.

It felt like mom was watching over me.

So you did it while wearing it?

Hey, Ye Seon-ho.

Are you thinking about starting a new season with Woo-min?

Well, vintage is surely a charm.

That's ridiculous.

The word "vintage" isn't for him.

Deep down, he's got no passion.

Clearly, he's not capable of being in love.

So why would I? Again?

Never.

Ever!

It's about your physical urges?

My physical urges?

I mean, you pass out drunk

and wake up next to Woo-min,

your ex from three years ago.

Unless you have any feelings left for him,

your body misses him.

So how many times? Was he any good?

What do you mean?

Hey.

I guess I drank too much last night.

Man, my head feels like it's going to explode.

How about getting some kal-guksu?

I don't feel like eating carbs. I'm leaving.

What? No way.

We can go for something else.

How can you be so calm to see me after what happened?

You have no shame, Ji Woo-min, do you?

I'm not hungry.

You were busy getting dumped and didn't get to eat.

You broke up?

You don't want a punch in the face.

What's up with you two?

There's high tension here.

What tension? We're just friends.

Right. Friends.

You two are funny.

So, is Joseph coming?

He wants to be left alone.

After his official warning,

Madam Jang Ok-jin went to see him.

"Mr. Joseph's collection was nothing short of chaotic.

His taste in color and texture isn't as it once was.

The gaudy organza fabric seemed

desperately needed to be ironed."

I'll stop here, Joseph.

Why? I'm cool with it.

I won't be swayed

by some nobody's comments on Instagram or some blogs.

You won't be able to sleep at night.

"It looked like the orange printed dress got kimchi juice on it..."

"Kimchi juice"?

Oh no, I'm screwed! Bosh!

That's enough.

Mom, they called it kimchi juice!

Like you said, why make a fuss over

some random comments from a bunch of nobodies?

Who cares about blogs or Instagram?

Think of Leandra Medine or Susie Bubble.

Fashion bloggers and influencers rule here.

Whatever.

Esther, hand me the remote, please.

Wait, last night's show hasn't been edited yet.

This is the best pick-me-up when you're depressed.

But Mom!

My son's brightest moment.

I'm going crazy.

That's your boss, Joseph Jean.

-Stop that. -My boy.

-I'm not in the mood. -Come on.

Gosh!

-Which part? -That one.

Right there.

I love it!

I seem to have dreamed In the mirror so far

Why did you have to choose me Among everyone else...

Great expression.

This relationship could've Passed by casually

And I've never wanted something like this

Remember my sad face

And sleepless nights, until dawn

I look so pathetic, full of regret...

Since he was little, he was special, unique,

and had many talents. The biggest blessing in my life.

When I first saw that video,

I knew my son was perfectly gay.

He's surely the coolest guy

I've ever known!

You think so?

Yeah!

Me too!

Yes, ma'am.

Jennie's available.

I've arranged a call with Suzy's stylist, Ms. Yoon.

Yes, I'll arrange everything and let you know. Bye.

My, you seem busy.

Are you making the coffee because the rookie's on leave?

Oh dear.

For Ms. Hong?

Yeah.

You know she likes her coffee sweet, right?

Does she?

Ms. Hong, please.

These need a lot of your love and attention.

We really need our pieces to be included in JD's paid pictorial.

If we fail this time, we'll be definitely out.

It's always about JD's pictorial.

People talk about it all the time.

I'm just not loving these.

-Come on. -Hey!

Oh my gosh!

Hey, what are you doing?

These "babies" are from Milan.

How lovely!

What are all these?

Honey, is something up between you and Ms. Ahn Nam-hee?

No, I wish I could say there was. What about her, though?

She specifically mentioned she doesn't want to work with this brand.

I thought you two are not on good terms, or maybe you messed up.

Nothing like that happened to me.

Maybe she has a problem with the HQ?

How would I know?

JD's concept meeting's the day after tomorrow.

We're pressed for time.

But I can't bow down to Ahn Nam-hee,

just for the sake of your brand.

What would that make me?

It's just

not on my level.

Of course. I'll handle it. I'll go see her.

You? Why?

Send your employees.

Imagine a CEO like you following some editor-in-chief around.

It's ugly.

Honestly, who reads fashion magazines these days?

If a star like JD

makes just one post on Instagram, it's all over.

You know how it is.

Still,

I can't send some employees over to meet with Ms. Ahn.

For people in high fashion like us, that's not on our level.

Then I'll go to La Belle, who's on the same level as me.

No, wait...

I'm doing my very best to keep up with your level,

even though it's a struggle.

Hello, Ms. Hong.

You keep making the headlines of Cheongdam Daily.

That guy was a rising star among those who go back and forth from Hong Kong.

I heard he's an M&A specialist. Is that true?

Oh dear, it was close but you lost a big fish.

I don't like fish, Ms. Hong.

I can't even eat fish soup.

The story on Cheongdam Daily is fake.

Thanks for the coffee.

What's wrong?

Did you add sugar?

I heard you take it sweet.

Do you have any idea how white sugar is made?

White sugar is basically chemical flavoring.

How am I supposed to take that?

I think we have honey somewhere...

Make a new one.

I'm sorry. I'll bring a new one.

No, forget it.

Just get me some water to rinse out my mouth.

The sparkling water.

Yes, right away.

Oh gosh.

-Oh my. -It went down already!

-Oh dear. -It went down!

Ji-eun, I need you to go and see Ms. Ahn Nam-hee.

Me?

She's not someone you can meet whenever you want to.

If JD doesn't want our clothes this time, we can't renew our contract.

Ms. Ahn is handling the pictorial herself.

If she just takes her words back to take our clothes out,

we'll have no problems with the shoot.

Until then, we should convince her to change her mind, whatsoever.

How?

Do you remember the china plates

we got from Paris for the collaboration?

We paid over 300 euros a piece

for those "babies" that were so hard to get.

I heard Ms. Ahn collects fine china.

So give those to her...

Do you really think she'll take them?

You don't think so?

What do we do?

I'll try to come up with something.

-Have some coffee. -Thank you.

Two lines here.

Hey. You should look at your girlfriend when you say hi.

Do you want a warning?

-Sorry. -I'll let this slide because you're cute.

Please turn up the music.

Okay.

I'm going to get ready too.

God, this is awesome.

-So embarrassing. -I know.

It's true.

So annoying.

-Right? -What?

She can't read the room.

Wow.

We need an agency. One that can attract top celebrities.

If they do paid pictorials and make Instagram posts...

Wait...

Are you saying I should beg them

to wear my clothes?

Joseph, things are different from last season.

Back then, they came on their own, but that'll be impossible for now.

We can ask influencers for our exposure.

You didn't invite them, saying it's a fashion show, not a flea market.

Fashion isn't about business. Why would I do that?

All we have are celebrities and stylists.

If JD wears your clothes

in a pictorial or an Instagram post,

you'll take over this year's fashion scene.

JD? Hong Ji-seon works for him.

I don't like that woman.

You'll have to from now on.

I'm getting a call.

PPYOJI

What?

Ji-eun, what's up?

Jjoseph, my only hope.

Please be my savior today.

What?

It's a 30-year-old baker on Seongbuk-dong hill.

Ms. Ahn lived there for a long time.

And what she misses the most

after moving to Seocho-dong is that bakery.

Someone as busy as her

can't go back and forth just for that bread.

She even joked she's getting depressed from not eating it.

My legs.

Man.

You're just telling me to go straight, which means I have to keep going uphill.

Sold out?

Yes. Once we run out of ingredients, we close for the day.

The fig bread is out, but we have cinnamon rolls left.

These are good too.

Nothing else is of any use to me, sir.

Only the fig bread can save me.

Before sunset, I need to bring the fig bread!

I told you. We don't have the ingredients, so I can't make anymore.

God...

No.

Please sir, you can save me.

You make it with these hands. And the figs...

Where's the supermarket?

I'll go get the figs, okay? Please!

We don't use just random ingredients...

We have a vendor we buy from in Garak Market.

And I've turned off our oven already.

I'll go. To Garak Market!

So please put the fire back on in the oven

and help me out, I'm begging you.

Here, I'll leave this.

It's as dear to me as my own life.

Your... lifeline?

But it's cut off.

There was an accident...

It's a keepsake from my mother.

I'll put it back together somehow, and that's how important it is to me.

But bringing the fig bread is also super important to me, sir.

Miss.

If you need it before sunset,

you'd better head out right away.

Thank you so much, sir.

-I'll call for a ride. -Okay.

Baby.

What happened to your neck? Are you hurt?

It's just a scratch.

It doesn't look like it.

It's red.

Let me see.

The show's about to start.

You're a model on stage, and I'm the designer.

I know that. Baby, I just...

I'm not your "baby" here!

I'm giving model Ye Seon-ho a warning as designer Jin Young-soo.

Keep your work and private life separate.

Check this for me.

Okay.

If she slept her way up top, does she not think she'll be replaced?

Her coffee.

She spilled it!

Her face, that was something.

She made a fool of herself.

Is it fun talking behind my back?

Let me hear it, too.

Yu-jin, why don't you tell me?

What are they saying?

Jung Hye-na, I think you'd better be the one to tell me.

Seems like you've got a lot to say.

Why should I?

I don't think I need to report to you

about every little thing we say.

Are you trying to be a boss here? So pathetic.

You're no different from us.

How can we be the same?

You think all models are the same?

Seriously?

Well, technically, I've walked more runways than you.

I auditioned for every show I did, fair and square.

But as for you...

You sold your body to walk the stage,

That's the difference.

That's how low you want to go, huh?

Wanna see what low looks like?

-Hey! -You!

-Hey, let me go! -Stop it!

Let go!

You crazy brat!

Let go!

Let go of me!

Hye-na.

Go get your hair and makeup fixed.

What are you doing?

Are you putting her on stage after what she did to me?

You can't fight.

Why would you start a fight with her?

Am I being fired?

So that's it?

Your face is a mess.

I can't allow a messed-up model.

I'm not an object.

Do you want to keep making a scene?

Go home. See you after the show.

Jin Young-soo.

You think you're so rational and smart.

Seon-ho.

You should've called my name earlier.

And then you should've checked if I was all right.

But you called me a mess.

You should've consoled me and comforted me.

At least, when we're alone,

instead of judging me like this,

You idiot!

You should've pretended to take my side!

Thank you.

Sir, I brought the figs!

Wow!

Next, just a little brighter, please.

Okay, that was good.

EDITOR IN CHIEF AHN NAM-HEE

Ms. Editor, where are you going?

You're here.

Looks like she doesn't like the jewelry and decorative items we prepared,

so she's more on edge than usual.

So I'm going to get some flowers instead.

Oh...

-Let me take care of it. -Sorry?

She might get upset if you're not around.

Oh...

Then, I'll leave you to it.

Let's take a ten-minute break!

It says Editor-in-chief Ahn Nam-hee.

Must be fresh out of the oven. It smells amazing.

The flowers are here!

Thank you, Ji-eun.

-Who... -Oh.

Hello, Ms. Ahn.

I'm Pyo Ji-eun from the PR agency Audrey.

Did you not know only staff are allowed in here?

Well, it's...

-I'll show you out. -Oh...

JI WOO-MIN

Call me right after the shoot.

I have to see Ms. Ahn, no matter what.

What?

Why?

No.

Ji Woo-min, what's going on? The shoot's over?

You're still here?

I told you to call me when it's done. I have to talk to Ms. Ahn today.

-You texted me? -Gosh.

You've never been helpful to me, ever!

Let go. Stop fooling around.

Ji-eun.

Here.

Why are you giving me this?

Thank you, Ji-eun. You saved us all today.

We got good photos.

And you saved my life, seriously.

These flowers were really helpful for the shoot,

and I can finally breathe.

I feel so relieved.

Take a look.

AUDREY PYO JI-EUN

Yes, Ms. Oh.

She chose our clothes for JD's pictorial!

Your name came up,

and she said she owed you. What did you do?

Really?

Oh my gosh.

Pyo Ji-eun... I mean,

Editor-in-Chief Ahn Nam-hee mentioned my name?

She really said my name?

Don't get too excited!

Hong Ji-seon is still a problem.

Don't worry about Ms. Hong.

I'll make this pictorial successful, no matter what.

What is this?

Jin Young-soo's collection theme is violence?

What's with the black eye makeup?

It's not makeup, it's real.

Real?

Fell off the stage?

Not the runway, backstage.

Bosh. For real?

So you walked the runway looking like that?

Does Jin Young-soo love you that much?

Oh my, how romantic.

I got fired.

Fired?

The great model Ye Seon-ho's kicked out from the runway?

Jjoseph!

Jjoseph!

Hey, Ms. Ahn Nam-hee mentioned my name!

Jjoseph! I have so much to tell you!

Seon-ho, get this...

Cheers!

OB DRAFT BEER

I'm sorry that I'm the only one who's happy today.

At least one of us should be.

How did you turn it around like that?

Was it really because of the bread?

In that case, Ms. Ahn let me down.

It was the bread.

But I also think

my mom was looking down on me from heaven and helped out.

So what will you be working on with your role model, Ms. Ahn Nam-hee?

You won't believe this.

What I'll do is...

a pictorial with JD.

-For real? -Bosh! That JD?

Yes!

But she's with Hong Ji-seon.

You said she's an asshole.

Asshole, a-hole, asshat, who cares? It's JD anyway.

I've got to suck up to Ms. Hong from now on.

Ms. Hong!

This honor's all thanks to you guys!

You really...

CHAMISUL

Hey, Ye Seon-ho!

You're completely wrong this time.

Hey! Tell it to my busted eye.

I wouldn't have let you on my runway either.

A collection means everything to the designer.

You guys are too harsh.

Listen to me, you brat.

You should be told off when you do something wrong.

And you have to apologize for what you did.

You hurry up and go apologize to Mr. Jin.

You can't just break up out of anger. He's probably waiting for you.

Honey, do you love Jin Young-soo?

If you do,

apologize!

-Apologize! -Apologize!

Why are you two making a fuss when I'm being calm about it?

Hey.

Why aren't you apologizing?

You never said sorry to me, not even once.

Am I right?

How could you do that to me?

How could you?

How could you do that to me?

You acted as if you were waiting to break up with me.

How could you just say "okay," without hesitation?

You're drunk.

You were always passive and indifferent about everything.

When I said "I love you," all your response was,

"me too." That was it.

I asked you out first, I kissed you first,

I hugged you first,

and I said we should break up first.

You're a real piece of shit.

I was wrong.

What am I supposed to do?

You want me to wait?

Wait until you feel sure about me?

What do you want from me?

Do you ever think about what I want?

What are you up to this time?

Where did you...

It was under my bed.

It means a lot to you.

It was your mom's.

I'm sorry for insulting a classic,

your mother,

and our memories together.

I'm sorry.

Why was it under Woo-min's bed?

Bosh.

You two...

slept together?

Is it true? What's going on between you two?

What is this? Friends with benefits?

Sober up, Joseph!

This isn't the time for this, hurry!

We have to go apologize to Jin Young-soo. Come on!

Quick! What are you doing? Get the car, already.

Those guys really ride or die.

Why did you have to choose me Among everyone else?

This relationship could've Passed by casually

And I've never wanted something like this

Oh my gosh, the lights are on.

Okay, be cool and go apologize,

and tomorrow morning,

walk out of there like you're on the runway.

-Ready? -It's okay, go.

Right, you look great.

Seon-ho!

-You got this! -You got this!

Oh my.

Seon-ho, what is it?

You can't do it? Your pride is getting in the way?

There's some other girl in there.

No way.

Let's go.

Screw them!

Hey! Jin Young-soo!

Your collections have been the same for years,

yet your heart move on this quick?

That's why you can't make it abroad, you hear me?

Slay. She's going totally ride-or-die tonight.

And you!

Who are you to get laid with someone else's man?

Get out here!

Hey.

My God.

Wait.