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Carlos is so lovely,

but I'm scared of being let down again.

I don't want to get my hopes up.

- I had fun. - That's what friends are for.

I don't think we can be friends.

Luckily you improvised.

I didn't, I'm seeing someone else.

- Has everyone left? - It's just you and me.

I want you to know that we have a great time together, but--

But that's all it is. I agree.

I don't want any misunderstandings.

I'm going to see the love of my life.

Her name is Rita Montesinos.

- You're here! - I can't wait any longer...

Pedro, right?

- Remember him? - You're together?

- I don't know, it's hard to define love. - Did you say love?

I know exactly what women like you need,

so why waste any more time?

I thought that maybe we could go to your house?

She wants to go to my house.

- But she'll find out-- - I know!

I had a wonderful night at Mateo's house.

I was on cloud nine when I walked to work.

- You walked that far? - Mateo only lives around the corner.

He lives in San Camilo.

That wasn't your house.

- Hello, Gloria. - What do you want?

To be happy and my son.

- And that doesn't include you. - Get out of my house.

And you get out of my son's life.

She's still alive and in Madrid.

She wants to take what's ours.

She won't get a cent because everything will now be yours.

I'm going to work with Velvet on the Airsa uniforms.

- With Don Alberto? - Yes.

As you all know, we're starting a new project at Velvet

working for Airsa.

Each of you will have to prepare a sketch.

This is what we're looking for. It has style, class.

Should we be working together?

I've called you here to inform you

who the designer of the new Airsa uniforms will be.

You've all worked fast and efficiently

and I appreciate that,

but there can only be one designer this time.

Ana Ribera.

Ladies, please.

I still remember

when the thimbles were too big for you at this workshop.

Congratulations, darling.

- You earned it. - Thanks, uncle.

Back to work, please.

Doña Blanca.

From tomorrow, I want Ana to be at my disposal.

I want her full attention on the collection.

No distractions.

- Understood? - Of course.

- As you wish, Don Alberto. - Thank you.

I hope you don't mind that I handed it to him directly.

I needed time to gather my thoughts.

I've become very accustomed to you going it alone.

You have a lot of work ahead of you,

but you should celebrate with your friends.

- Go on. - Thanks.

Don Alberto,

since you and Ana will be overseeing the new uniform line,

we won't need another workshop manager.

The workshop will be split into two.

I know, but I'm perfectly capable

of managing both workloads.

If I may, Doña Blanca has already handled

similar tasks on other occasions.

I understand that, but it will get busier

and I need her to be well rested.

That's all.

Put an ad in the newspaper.

Should I give details about the project?

No, nor about the company.

If you hear me out

you'll see there's no need to--

The decision has been made.

Come over here!

I couldn't be happier for you.

You're the best designer at Velvet.

- Tell her, Luisa. - Of course.

Who else could it be?

But what about working closely with Alberto?

Excited? One thing could lead to another...

You can always rekindle a flame.

You even managed it long distance.

Everything's fine!

We spoke and set some boundaries.

Well then, that's great.

Excellent.

- It's always good to clarify things. - Enough, Rita.

No, seriously. The past is in the past.

So, what happened with Doña Aurorita?

Well, Ana will be designing for Airsa,

but for Doña Aurorita...

- The great Phillip Ray. - Exactly.

We're going to hit the jackpot!

Clara, could you hear me out?

- Please. - So you can lie again?

- No thank you, Don Mateo. - Don't start with the formalities.

Listen to me.

Don Alberto, I left what you asked for on your desk.

Clara.

It's no big deal.

Clara found out that it wasn't my apartment.

Thanks, just what I need, laughter.

It's just that,

you could see it coming.

- Aren't you going to tell her the truth? - I've tried.

It's impossible.

How can I tell her I live with my mother and two aunts

who are like the witches of Salem?

That I have three mums, each one worse than the other.

How are you doing?

What are you smiling about?

We have a designer.

- Ana? - Yes.

Is this absurd or--

It's a brilliant idea, Mateo.

- I told you she'd say yes. - What about Enrique?

Enrique asked me to take care of Airsa

and I'm taking it very seriously.

I thought you were no longer a shop assistant.

Today's my last day and I had some loose ends to tie up.

You know I don't like doing things by halves.

Being thorough is a great virtue at work.

At least that's what they say.

Besides, I thought you'd prefer to slip me out of it.

Gloria.

Right on time.

Lateness is not one of my flaws.

Did our husband never mention that?

My husband didn't talk about insignificant things.

What did you call me for?

I'd like to make things clear once and for all.

I felt there may have been a misunderstanding

the last time we saw each other.

And I couldn't care less what you do, Isabel.

You can tell Alberto everything,

play the victim, try to blackmail me,

it's no use.

You're making a mistake.

No, you're the one who's mistaken.

You thought you could just turn up and take what's mine.

I've handed over all my shares.

Nothing is in my name. You can't take anything from me.

I don't want anything.

I only want to get my son back.

Why don't you tell him?

Oh, of course!

You're afraid of him asking you why you abandoned him.

You know that wasn't the case.

Yes, that's true.

You're never to blame for anything.

You're just the poor victim at the hands of others.

If you were looking for an apology

this time you are a little late, Isabel.

Rafael is dead.

Don't worry, she won't talk. She doesn't want a scandal.

Given the state of your health

I think it's best to forget the past,

even if it's just for now.

Don't start pointless wars

and make the most of your time with your son.

You're right as always.

Being right is futile if people don't take your advice.

If you want to continue to hide your identity

I think there's something we can do.

We need a workshop manager

and with your experience

you'd be perfect for the role

and would get to see Alberto every day.

I don't want to work with my son and lie to him.

I couldn't.

There's been enough lies to last us two lifetimes.

Do you think it's worth destroying the memory of his father

for him to know the truth?

If you tell him what happened,

perhaps you'll get the opposite reaction you were hoping for.

Do you really think if he knew the truth

it would push him away?

I think that job is a good opportunity to be by his side.

That's all. Think about it.

Of course.

- Good morning, Doña Blanca. - Good morning.

Have you seen Ana?

No, she's not here.

She must be at dance class.

That's a shame, we wanted her to personally take care of

tailoring my sister-in-law's new dresses.

Ana is the new designer for Airsa uniforms,

and under Don Alberto's orders

she'll exclusively be working on that until further notice.

Right, well, thank you.

I'll tell Pepita to work on that.

Thank you, Doña Blanca.

I had no idea.

Ana and Alberto working together. How strange.

Come in.

Hi.

Hello.

What are you doing here?

Saying hello.

We came to pick up some things for Bárbara

and that way, I would get to see you.

So, the new collection's going well.

It is.

We were told that Ana's the new designer.

Her design was the best one by far.

Fancy that.

On top of music and dancing, she's a good designer.

Who knows what other hidden talents Ana has?

Darling, I thought you were at home with Lourditas.

My life doesn't revolve around looking after the child.

Besides, Velvet's becoming a very interesting place with all these changes.

Marvellous.

Now, if you wouldn't mind, we must get back to work.

The new designer's about to arrive and we must greet him.

New designer?

You hired a new designer without consulting me?

Well, we'll leave you to it.

What's this about, Enrique?

I'm not sure what you mean.

This isn't your house. You can't do as you please.

Really?

Hiring a new designer must first be approved by the director

and that's still me.

You didn't think twice about hiring the seamstress as a designer,

you organised the workshop as you pleased.

I don't know why I'd need to give you any explanation.

Besides, when you find out who it is, I don't think you'll complain.

The decision's been made.

Who is it?

Lorenzo Palacios.

But he retired years ago.

Maybe it's time for his comeback

and he'll do it with a bang, here at Velvet.

And now,

if you don't want to come across as an awful director,

you should come down with me and greet him with a huge smile.

Shall we?

Make sure everything is in order.

And that everything and everyone's in place

in case the new designer wants to see the workshop.

Let's go.

Where are you going? The new designer is on his way.

I don't care. I'm leaving.

I must find out what Mateo's hiding.

- Hasn't he told you yet? - No, I didn't let him.

I don't believe a word that liar says.

What could it be?

Maybe his house was a tip,

you know what men are like.

I know exactly what Mateo earns.

He could have a legion of maids if he wanted.

He's hiding something and I'm finding out what it is.

Cover for me.

Hey, blondie.

- Where are you parading off to? - Work.

You should go too if you don't want a scolding from Emilio.

I'd be killed for you.

Why don't we go out tonight?

I want everyone to see how pretty my girlfriend is.

Are we a couple?

We are, right?

Yeah, of course. I'm just not used to it.

- My lioness! - You bowl me over!

Master, welcome.

This is Alberto Márquez, director of Velvet.

Pleased to meet you.

- My father founded these-- - I know.

I hope to restore it to its former glory.

And Patricia Márquez, also a shareholder at Velvet.

Young lady, it's a pleasure to have you here.

Mateo Ruiz, the deputy director.

I could show you around.

There's no need.

I prefer the good company of a woman to walk around

and I'm sure the young lady knows these galleries well.

Certainly.

Patricia will show you how the galleries operate.

I'll leave it in your hands. If you need anything, I'll be in my office.

See you later.

Shall we?

Rita, wait.

Where's Clara? I didn't see her in reception.

You should know, she's your secretary.

Not you too, please.

Hold on.

I know I put my foot in it.

I'm trying to fix things.

Please, help me out.

It's impossible to explain anything to your sister.

Please.

Sis.

Sis?

Don't think you'll butter me up with that.

I don't know where she is.

You're the same,

you and your sister.

How so?

Just as impossible as each other!

The Ruiz Lagascas?

That idiot is married.

Good morning. Does Mateo Ruiz live here?

Yes, ma'am.

Good morning,

your husband's a real piece of work and it's about time you knew.

I for one am sick of your husband taking me for a ride.

- My husband? - Yes, your husband.

Mateo Ruiz is cheating on you with me.

What's all this commotion about?

Has the greengrocer come to sell us fruit?

Mateo is my son.

I'm not sure who you are, but clearly...

you have very little class.

I'm a friend of Mateo.

Our little Mateo.

Are you done?

What else is there to say?

She said it all.

Are you OK?

Apparently they're hiring a workshop manager

since you'll be with Lorenzo Palacios.

- I understand you're hurt and-- - Hurt?

I'm experienced enough to handle the collection and the uniforms.

This is insulting.

You know if there's anything I can do to make you feel better.

I could explain everything...

- Take this to the store, please. - ...but let's ask Doña Blanca.

Good afternoon, may I help you?

Mr Palacios would like to see how the workshop operates.

Please, follow me, Mr Palacios.

We have eight seamstresses and two apprentices.

Except now, with the Airsa uniforms project

we'll be divided into two.

Tell me what you need and our staff will adapt to that.

My needs.

Yes, of course, I'll inform you as soon as I know.

Right,

since we'll be working together

we can be on first name terms.

If you wouldn't mind, I'd rather not.

Please don't be offended.

I admire you and have always followed your work,

but I think that having a hierarchy

is essential for things to run as they should.

Very well.

As you wish, Doña Blanca.

This way, please,

- Hello. - I've had to cover for you all day.

So have you come to fire me, Don Mateo?

Clara, could we put the hostility to one side, please?

I want a calm conversation. Is that OK?

I haven't been totally honest. You deserve an explanation.

The reason I didn't tell you where my real house was is--

Mateo.

Let me finish, otherwise I won't be able to.

It's because...

I still live with my mother and aunts

and honestly, they treat me like a child.

Is that it?

That's what your whole sham was about?

- If you knew them, you'd understand. - That's not the point.

- Do you know what I went through? - Sorry.

I thought you were cheating on me.

- Forgive me. - You lied to me.

You played me.

I was embarrassed you'd think I was childish.

- You were childish. - Sorry.

I want to trust you, but you can't lie.

You're right. Is that what you want to hear?

I'm new at this, sorry!

I mess up.

I've never had such a long relationship.

I'm not used to it, forgive me.

I do believe that.

Good.

And I also don't want you thinking that I'm too proud.

So...

Does that mean...

can I spend the night with you here?

I forgive you.

But I won't forget this, you've been warned.

OK, great.

Yes, Carlos?

How's the most beautiful woman in Spain?

I'm glad my phone calls make you happy.

Well, there's that,

but I also have some good news.

I'm going to be the designer for Airsa airlines.

Oh, great.

Aren't you happy?

Of course, it's just that

now we'll be seeing each other twice as much.

Yes, well...

But it's not...

You little...

I would've paid to see your face. How did you fall for that?

If you ever wanted to quit your job, you'd make a good actor.

I'm in London now,

but I'll be back tomorrow and we can celebrate.

- What do you think? - Of course.

Goodnight, Mrs Designer.

See you tomorrow.

- Hi! - Hello.

Tired?

I'm exhausted.

- How are you? - Very happy.

Let me see you.

You've got a great shape, sir.

What a relief.

When I left your office,

I thought a war was about to break out,

but you've worked it out which is great.

- Worked it out? - Yes, for the meal with Lorenzo.

- Enrique called me and said that-- - Again?

Didn't you know?

No, I didn't.

Do you know why?

Because you're brother keeps trying to make me a pushover.

No, please don't think that.

- He really values you. - Don't be so naive.

Don't you want to see that?

He takes the collection from me,

then has me in charge of air hostess uniforms.

Don't you see that?

Enrique could've hosted the dinner with Lorenzo at his house

and he wanted it to be here, at the director's house.

Put aside your differences with my brother for a moment

and think.

Take this as an opportunity

to get closer to Lorenzo and earn his respect.

Don't you see that?

Let's go and get changed.

- Good evening. - Good evening, Elvira.

Hello.

- Where are happy couple? - Getting ready, ma'am.

I told you we would get here too early.

It's my sister, don't worry.

In the meantime, I'll be your host.

Patricia, look at you, you look fabulous.

No, you look fabulous.

Many women can only dream of having that figure after giving birth.

- You can't complain, Enrique. - I don't.

But in any shape or form, Bárbara would always be perfect for me.

Don't listen to men who win you over with compliments.

Ten kilos, would you believe.

Ten kilos?

You're already here. Great!

Wasn't Lorenzo coming with you?

I asked him to come at half past.

I wanted us all together beforehand.

I thought it'd be good to show a united front as a family,

then eat in the living room.

No, it'd be better in the garden.

Of course, good idea.

A cocktail to liven things up?

Perfect. Shall we?

- I'll get you one. - Thank you.

I see things are going smoothly with my brother.

I'm more interested to know what's going on with you and my wife.

Have you decided to become her best friend?

Bárbara is one of the most suspicious women I know.

We wouldn't want her to find out.

Maybe I'll get changed.

- Stop, you're making me nervous. - It's the date.

I'll put some music on.

Just a reminder to our bustling listeners

about the first "Radio Continental" singing competition

for new talent.

Listen!

For those who want to take part

all you have to do is call or send a letter

to our broadcaster saying "Music talent competition".

The prize will consist of a 300 peseta cheque for the winner.

- You've got to enter. - You're crazy.

Think of what you could do with that money!

- I can't. - But that's just the start.

300 pesetas would be nothing when all of Spain and Latin America

are singing your songs.

Yeah, right, and you'll be my agent?

I already am.

Well, we are.

You're...

all dolled up.

But that's good.

I never mean it in a bad way.

Thanks, you give original compliments.

I'm meeting up with Adolfo.

You're meeting your boyfriend?

That's me.

The world's upside down because tonight, the stars are on the ground.

Aren't you going out today?

I'm not in the mood.

That's what happens in long-distance relationships.

But you'll be reunited, she could come here.

Or maybe you could go there.

I won't be going.

The sun is nicer here in Spain

compared to over there.

We'd better go.

See you tomorrow.

Have fun.

Don't come back too late, you've got an early start and...

Who cares?

Good evening.

Mr Palacios, welcome.

I'm Cristina Otegui. It's a pleasure to meet you.

At your feet, my lady. If you'll excuse me,

it's 10:30pm, don't go too far, I want to leave around midnight.

Don't worry, I'll wait in the car.

No, there's no need!

I can ask Elvira to prepare something for you.

No, don't bother, thank you.

It's best to keep things separate.

Dario knows his place, don't you?

Can't we have a normal designer?

I'll pick you up at midnight.

Shall we?

It's a splendid night.

You have a beautiful garden.

Thank you.

I hope you like the galleries even more than our garden.

Oh, of course.

It's still reminiscent of the big fashion houses in Madrid.

Do you have ideas for the new collection?

Well, for a house as prestigious as the Velvet galleries,

one must be very careful.

Not just anything will do.

But to be honest,

there is one thing I'm very clear on.

Let me guess, you're going to make the skirts shorter.

No. You're wrong.

I'm going to get rid of all of De la Riva's designs,

tomorrow.

Raúl De la Riva is a great designer.

Of course, but he's no longer at Velvet.

We've already discussed this.

Showcasing his designs would be disrespectful to our new designer.

No, Enrique.

We always keep the previous collection before the new one comes out.

Well, De la Riva's collection was a complete failure.

I wouldn't want the public to associate my work to his.

Well, Raúl is a great friend,

but maybe it's time to turn the page.

- That's absurd. What will we sell? - Alberto.

Shall we have some dessert?

Elvira has prepared crème brulée.

- Would you like some? - It's my favourite.

Elvira.

Alberto?

No thank you, I'm full.

If you'll excuse me.

Really?

Patricia.

Bárbara has an offer you can't refuse.

Do you remember Borja Sagalá, Sofía Latorre's nephew?

He's back in town and has just broken up with his fiancée.

I'm not surprised, she was horrid.

But he's wonderful,

charming, rich, lovely...

The perfect candidate.

He's coming over for dinner soon

and you're invited.

You must admit he's a catch

and lately, you haven't really been to any parties.

I'm very grateful for the invitation,

but I want to focus on the galleries.

Patricia.

How many times do I have to tell you that living in a man's world

won't get you into the social circles in Madrid.

Something tells me I'll always be able to count on you

to keep me up to date with the gossip.

Well, I'll keep you posted.

Lourditas should be going down for her second feed.

I'm going to call and see how she is.

What are you playing at?

Didn't you say my wife shouldn't be suspicious of us?

If I'd have said yes, would you have cared?

No.

It would've turned me on.

That's what happens when you're near me,

regardless of who's there.

I must see that.

How is Lourditas?

Sleeping like an angel.

- Is she always this good? - No way.

When we're at home, she refuses to sleep.

She just wants cuddles, right?

Yes, she only wants cuddles.

Babies just want to be fussed over. Like everyone.

- Thanks for everything. Goodnight. - My pleasure.

Drive safely.

I'm going to bed.

Tomorrow's going to be a long day.

- Sleep well, Patricia. - You too.

I think it all went well, don't you?

Well for you.

Didn't you say you wanted to support me?

Then don't interrupt me when I'm speaking.

I did it to avoid a war breaking out, Alberto.

I want my brother and husband to get on.

What's wrong with that?

Nothing.

Nothing's wrong.

Were you looking for me, Doña Blanca?

I'm not in the mood for games today, come in.

I saw you with the new designer.

I think he likes you.

He's arrogant.

And a slave driver.

I don't like him.

He undresses you with his eyes.

Well, blondie, how about a goodnight kiss?

Adolfo.

I'm tired!

- Let's go to bed then. - What?

You're crazy, they'll hear us.

- How about a guesthouse? - What?

That's not even nice. A guesthouse? I'm a lady.

- A three star at the very least! - Done.

What?

Tomorrow, you, me and a room in Cibeles.

That's what the most...

the wildest woman I know deserves.

I don't know about wild.

A whole night without any distractions.

What do you say, blondie?

- Fine. - OK?

Good evening.

Good evening.

He has more than two arms.

I'd get rid of one and find another on me.

He really is a "handy man".

Why didn't you get him off you?

Well, it wasn't bad either.

In fact, we're meeting up at a hotel.

Don't laugh. I'm really nervous.

Do you think the time has come to...?

- Well. - Yes.

To give my flower.

- You know what I mean. - Yes.

But I think you need to be sure.

What do I know? I don't know about that.

Were you sure with Alberto?

You either feel something or you don't.

Well, thanks.

I'm still confused.

Don't be silly.

It's not only a matter of knowing whether it's the right time or not.

If I keep waiting my flower will start to wither.

Don't be silly.

You also need to think about whether it's the right person.

If you're referring to Pedro, that ship has sailed.

It wasn't meant for me.

- She's a good singer. - Luisa?

Look, it's the girl who only sings when she's tipsy.

You have to enter that competition.

What? That's so embarrassing.

I want to be friends with a famous singer.

Really?

In the meantime, we've got to keep working.

- I'll get the overall. - What?

You're not a seamstress anymore!

She's right. You need a makeover.

- Wait. - No overalls!

And no dressing like that in the office.

Don't get me started on your hair.

What about my hair?

No, no, no.

I see what you're doing.

- Let me do it. - No.

If your mum could see how pretty you are

and how far you've come.

Thanks, uncle, but stop or I'll start crying

and mess up my makeup.

Excuse me, Don Emilio.

- Bloody hell! You look-- - Pedro.

- Ma'am. - Thanks, Pedro.

"Wishing you the best first day ever as a designer. Carlos".

I'm not the only one who's happy about your promotion.

Don't tell me if you don't want to.

No, it's fine. I'm seeing someone and it's not Alberto.

So, that smile on your face recently

wasn't just because you had your beauty sleep?

- Don Emilio. - Yes?

Someone's asking for you.

Hello, Doña Blanca meet Elena, I don't know if you remember--

Yes.

- If you'll excuse me. - Yes.

Have you made a decision?

Thank you for coming.

It's your turn.

- And you are? - This is Elena.

A good friend of mine

who has ample experience and is very hard-working.

That's a lot coming from Don Emilio.

Please, come in.

Thank you.

So, we're looking for a workshop manager.

Tell me about your experience.

Even though I started working in Madrid,

most of my career was spent in Cuba.

My father worked there

at a small establishment called--

The Charm.

I worked with your father.

With my father?

Tell me about it.

Well,

he was a man who made a strong impression.

He was very handsome. You inherited that from him.

He was a go-getter. Nobody could get in the way of his goals.

That's true, he was feisty.

He was also capable of sacrificing anything

to achieve his dream...

without looking back.

At least that's the impression he gave us.

You're hired.

Already?

Maybe my experience isn't suited to what you're looking for.

Some things are much more important than experience.

So, if you're happy with it,

I'll see you around.

Yes.

-Mateito, Mateo. -¡Mateito!

Come over here, snookums.

What are you doing here?

Dinner went cold last night waiting for you.

It was your aunt Sagrario's birthday and you didn't even show up.

Sorry, I had so much work and--

You lie as poorly as your brother.

And your father.

Herminia.

But at least he went out with classier floozies.

Don't pull that face.

Yesterday, one of your "friends"

came to our house.

She thought I was your wife

and she had no problem telling me what she thought of me.

- What do you mean? - You don't know?

No. What's wrong?

Well, some vulgar, blonde commoner came.

She told me I had no class,

and that I was stupid. Can you imagine?

Mother, I'm sincerely sorry you had to go through that.

Look, I don't know what you did to that girl,

but you need to put her in her place.

Or tell me who she is and I'll personally deal with her.

No, Mother, I'll handle this.

- Are you sure? - Positive.

I assure you this won't happen again.

I assure you.

Shall I walk you to the door?

What a handsome nephew.

Aren't you going to eat that cake we left?

Don't forget my birthday ever again.

Clara went to your house!

She laid into my mother thinking she was my lover!

- Well, your mum is-- - Don't you dare finish that sentence.

- Just telling it like it is. - Have some respect.

She didn't even tell me what happened.

I had to find out from my mother!

You think this is funny?

Well, I don't!

I apologised and she pretended to be offended.

She laid into me:

"You lied to me, Mateo"

"You hurt my feelings" and I kept apologising like an idiot.

Could you pay some damn attention?

Sorry.

What will you do? You'll have to talk to her.

She didn't tell me the truth, right?

Well, I won't either, she'll spill everything.

Everything.

Excuse me, Don Mateo, Don Alberto.

Ana, you look...

really good.

Thanks. It's just a small change for the new job.

Small, it's amazing.

Mateo.

New job, new boyfriend.

Why is it when you women leave me you end up looking incredible?

- You're going to be late. - Yes, I'll leave you.

- It really suits you. - Thanks.

Nervous?

I didn't sleep a wink all night.

Good, that means it's important to you.

Are you ready for battle?

Are you delighted?

Yes.

- Let's begin. - OK.

Here's what I was thinking.

It's really good.

I like how you've drawn them.

But in my opinion...

- May I? - Yes.

I would make them a little more fitted here.

The women will look more elegant and the men will be happier.

It must look like Velvet designs.

- And Velvet is high couture. - Of course.

But don't forget they're uniforms and they must be comfortable.

We'll use thin fabrics.

The temperature in the cabins is stable.

And risk any tears at the drop of a hat?

That would be terrible publicity.

They're air hostesses,

they have to deal with luggage and trolleys.

Hold on.

In your opinion, you'd bet on--

I think we should look for

a strong, but pretty fabric with staying power.

So, you want loose uniforms,

heavy fabrics and double stitching?

No, that's expensive. It's not elegant.

I never used the word "loose".

Clothes don't have to be fitted to see a woman's form.

It needs to be cheap and strong, what do you suggest?

We have to choose a design first.

Sorry, but the budget is the budget.

You like my designs, but you won't listen, I don't understand.

I'm asking for it to be elegant and within the budget!

It's not that hard.

- In my opinion-- - I already know your opinion.

- Do you know mine? - I've been hearing it all day!

Well, you're not acting like it!

Hey, guys.

Need any help? A third opinion? Herbal tea? Guns?

Now's not the time for jokes.

I would say it is.

- Mateo. - I'm just trying to cool things down.

I think we need a break.

Ana.

Ana, please.

Well, well,

it's the whole cabin crew.

How are the uniform designs coming along?

- Great. - Couldn't be better.

Yes, I can vouch for that.

They're in tune with each other.

Great, I want to see something later today.

- Today? - Problem?

No, things couldn't be better.

Good, I want Lorenzo to take a look.

You said I had total control over this.

You do, but since we have a top designer here

we should get his input.

Can I speak to you privately?

- Of course. - I'd love to review them.

You don't mind, right? You'll learn a lot.

That's all I seem to be doing recently.

Hello?

Alberto, I was just thinking we could meet for lunch and...

Yes, very well.

But try to come home early.

Hopefully I'll be awake and we can talk.

Yes, take care.

Bye.

What's wrong?

Nothing, he's going to be busy all day.

He'll probably come home late again tonight.

What's the excuse this time?

Oh, Bárbara.

It's work.

He says he has to have something ready for tonight.

Of course, work.

Yes, I wanted to talk with him over lunch.

Who's to say you can't?

You two are married now.

A husband must work, but must also spend time with his wife.

Yes, but if there's one thing I've learnt with him

is that work is very important to Alberto.

More important than you?

They look good like that.

White and simple, that's the key.

Now they're looser without being smocks and we can save on double stitching.

And it goes perfectly with a pencil skirt.

I've also swapped the jacket for a sleeveless cape.

Imitating the Spanish cape. Good idea.

And it's cheaper than the jacket.

Didn't I tell you?

I knew we would do it.

Did your boyfriend buy these pencils for you?

- You don't have to answer. - Yes, he did.

Right.

Does he have a name?

I assume he does.

Aren't you going to tell me?

I'm trying to make things normal.

Carlos, his name's Carlos.

Carlos.

What a name.

So, how did you and Carlitos meet?

He received Cristina's lost wedding dress,

came to return it and...

Smart guy.

Is he a client of ours?

His mother or sister?

I've never seen him here.

But I've never asked.

We don't talk about work when we're together.

Right.

Alberto, it's been a difficult couple of weeks

and Carlos has really been there for me.

No, I think it's great.

I wanted you to know that I'm actually happy for you

and after everything you've been through,

I'm glad you're happy.

I want to be happy too.

Am I disturbing you?

Cristina. One second.

- Why are you here? - I'm picking you up.

You have to eat.

We could have lunch next door--

I told you I'd be busy.

And I'm feeling very lonely.

Since we've come back from our trip

we haven't had a chance to spend time together.

- I have to work. - You're my husband.

Is it so weird for me to want to spend time with you?

It's good that you came to smooth things over,

but it's not the time nor the place.

- And when is? - When my company's not at risk!

Don't you get that?

I'm leaving.

I'll let you work.

Why are you packing up?

It's basically done, I can do the rest from my bedroom

unless you need me to stay.

No.

It's going to be a success.

- You've done an excellent job. - Thanks.

Do you have a lot left to do?

About ten minutes.

We remind our lovely listeners that today's the last day

to sign up for our singing competition.

Here at Radio Continental: passionate about music.

Let's go back to the song.

Right, well, I'm done.

Can't you help me with this?

No, I've not finished. I'm just going to the toilet.

I'll help you when I come back.

Radio Continental? Yes, hello.

I wanted to sign up to the competition.

Can I sing? I have the voice of an angel.

You want a demonstration? OK.

I mean, I haven't had a chance to warm up.

My name's Rita Montesi.

No! Not Rita, Luisa Rivas.

Yes. Who's Rita?

Just a friend standing next to me.

Yes, Rita, I've already signed up!

I have, right?

Great, thank you very much.

Good afternoon everyone.

Please don't stop.

There's nothing more relaxing than the sound of sewing machines

and a beautiful workshop manager.

- Right, Dario? - Certainly, Don Lorenzo.

Good afternoon, Mr Palacios.

Since you won't drop the formalities, at least call me Lorenzo.

- How's everything? - I was organising the workshops.

How many girls will you need?

At least three out of the eight seamstresses.

Would you like a space for yourself and your helper?

No, we'll work here in the workshop.

Very well, thank you.

I have some suggestions

for the new work setup.

How about discussing it tonight

over dinner?

If you want, we can talk now.

I have until 7pm.

Do you have something better to do today?

Pick any restaurant.

Forgive me, but no thank you.

Relax, Blanca.

It's only dinner.

She said no.

Who's this knight in shining armour?

I'm Maximiliano Expósito. I'm the store clerk here.

Yes, that and a wandering knight.

At least I know who to call when they're delivering a package to me.

I've changed my mind, Mr Palacios.

I accept your invite.

Perfect.

Shall I pick you up at 9pm?

At the entrance of the galleries.

Great.

Maximiliano, come with me, please.

I can't believe it. You're having dinner with him?

Don't ever do that again.

He was being disrespectful.

And you almost made me look ridiculous.

I can take care of myself.

Is that clear?

So, I have to watch that man treat you like that

and not say a word, is that it?

Now you're getting it.

So, any advice for the big night?

Anything I need to know? Tell me.

I don't know. It's personal.

It's different for everyone.

Don't worry if it's not good the first time.

You need to ask someone

who's more experienced and not shy about these things,

someone who's looser.

I have the perfect candidate in mind.

First, you have to pick the right clothing.

What do you think of this?

- No. - Too much lace.

He'll start singing you lullabies.

How far have you gone?

No further than the outskirts of Madrid, why?

Focus, Rita: we're talking about men.

With men? Well...

Not much, kissing

and...

Oh, Clara!

Have you seen a man naked?

Yes.

Once at the Prado museum, covered by a fig leaf.

Well, there won't be any fig leaves.

Look, just have some herbal tea,

relax and let go.

It's very easy.

Sex is like dancing.

You might tread on someone's toes at first,

but once you get the hang of it,

you'll have a ball.

- Clara, can I come in? - No!

Wait, I'll come out.

Try it on.

- What's up? - There's been a change of plan.

- We're having dinner at mine. - What?

I spoke to my mother and aunts.

I told them that we're dating.

I was a little scared of how they'd react

since I'm their golden boy, but they were thrilled.

Really?

So much so that they want to meet you. Today.

Aren't you excited?

Yes, but you should've consulted me.

It's moving too fast.

No one's more surprised than I am.

But seeing how you reacted when I told you the truth

made me realise that I need to grow up

and start taking our relationship and my family seriously.

You're the only woman I've done something like this with.

Please tell me you'll come.

I'll pick you up at 10pm.

- Did you hear-- - Yes, everything.

You might need that negligee more than me now.

Negligee?

What I'm going to need is a nun's outfit.

You? Where are you going to find that?

Your wardrobe.

It's not bad.

It's good for an amateur

or for someone who's just started,

as I think is the case for Ana.

Perhaps they're too modern or daring for you,

but they're ideal for a growing airline like Airsa.

Modern does not mean outlandish.

Modernity isn't a fitting adjective for just anything.

No, no, no.

You have to start over.

No, not a chance.

- What we have is great. - Alberto.

I've spent years in fashion and I know when something's good.

I'd bet on it.

Very well, if my opinion means nothing--

Of course, it'll be taken into account.

Big mistake, Enrique.

You're starting the designs over. Period.

Where's Ana?

She just left, she was meeting her...

Well, her...

Who?

- Her boyfriend. - I'll wait for her.

Do you have a moment?

- I'm in a rush. - That flower doesn't suit you.

You always have something to say.

I've wanted to tell you something for ages, but I keep chickening out.

- I never get to the point. - I know.

I want to tell you something,

but I've been too embarrassed.

- I really am in a hurry. - Where are you off to?

Don't be so nosy! What do you care?

- Are you staying out tonight? - Yes, that's the plan.

But you have a room here

and a bed, and the handyman?

Yes, him. His name's Adolfo.

- He's been baptised. - One question.

Are you going to...

Are you going to sleep with him?

Would there be a problem if I were going to?

No.

None.

Rita

The flower...

It really suits you.

Are you still not ready?

Are you OK?

I've caught a cold.

The gas bottle ran out and I had to have a cold shower.

Poor thing, a cold shower.

I don't want your family to see me like this.

We have to cancel.

You can't do this to them.

They were so excited.

I'm really sorry, but I don't feel well.

If I go, I'll feel worse.

You'll go from the car to mine and the house to the car.

And my aunt has a great remedy

that she used on my brother and I which was a miracle worker.

It's the first time I'm going to meet them

and I don't want them to see me like this.

My mother doesn't care about appearances,

my aunts even less so.

But if it makes you feel better:

put on some blusher and cover up with a scarf.

Let's see,

this fits you like a glove.

Stop, Mateo! I can't meet your mother.

- Why not? - Because I already did!

I went to your house and thought she was your lover--

- You already knew. - I did.

- You knew? - I did!

- How could you do this to me? - Me?

- Yes, you. - Me?

- How dare you! - What about you?

You go to my house, insult my mother and lie about it!

Sorry, me? What about you?

This wouldn't have happened if you'd been honest. You lied first.

- Want to hear the truth? - Yes.

I don't want you to meet my aunts,

at least not until they're senile

and can't remember how much you screwed up.

Really? Don't worry,

I don't want to go to your little sanctuary either!

- They call you Mateito. - So what?

I love that.

Mateito this, Mateito that, I love it.

I love living with my mother, my aunts and their three cats.

I love that they make my bed,

that they buy my clothes and even do up my tie.

- Happy? - Now you mention it.

You obviously don't buy your boxers.

What's wrong with them?

I don't know. I love them.

I like all of your stuff,

apart from when you drive me crazy.

We're both agreed on that.

But tonight,

my boxers and a servant

will go back to their house

which you're banned from until further notice.

Goodnight, Clara with a lot of experience.

- May I help you? - Yes.

I don't know where my room is.

I'm moving in, but...

Maybe I'll ask Don Emilio.

Moving in?

- Yes. - Why?

Haven't you been told?

No.

I'm the new workshop manager.

Pleased to meet you.

- Welcome. - Thank you very much.

There's nothing to read. I already told you:

one's a contract to give up my estate

and the other is to cancel it and restore order again

when that woman has disappeared.

You have to sign every sheet next to mine and the last one too.

She can't do anything against you.

Have you lost your mind?

Quite the contrary.

Here's a copy of your first contract.

This isn't funny, Patricia.

What's this about?

I'm doing exactly what you did to me.

Now you know what it's like to be left with nothing.

Who do you think you are?

From this moment on, the head of everything.

You can keep the beach house, I'm not as cruel as you,

just as long as I don't have to see you.

This is all your fault.

You've humiliated me all my life.

Please,

don't turn this into a drama.

And don't slam the door behind you.

A bit more, blondie, we're celebrating.

All right.

Speak quieter, they'll hear us next door.

They should prepare to get used to it, right neighbours?

Aren't you drinking?

- Yes. - Come on.

There.

What?

Gorgeous.

Thanks, yes.

I'm just going to pop to the loo.

I'll be back soon. Just stay there.

- I'll stay. - Don't move, I'm coming.

Gorgeous.

Right.

Let's see, Rita.

"So, did you miss me, hot stuff?"

"Did you really?"

No, not like that.

"Well, I'm back!"

What are you going to say?

He doesn't want to listen, he wants to do.

So just do it!

And stop talking.

The flower,

it really suits you.

Adolfo, I've been thinking that

maybe it's best we wait-- Oh, dear God.

Why are you like that?

It's slightly more difficult in clothes.

Cover yourself, I can't speak to you like that.

- Cover up. - What's wrong?

Well, I was wrong.

I thought I was ready, but I'm not.

I'm not ready at all.

I haven't kept my flower to give it to the first naked guy I see.

What do you mean? What flower?

This one!

Thanks.

I liked it more before.

You could be in overalls and I'd still like you.

- Thanks for a wonderful night. - Me?

Thank you for picking me up,

taking me to a beautiful restaurant

and taking me home.

Should I kiss you before bedtime?

You haven't kissed me.

- He's Ana's new boyfriend. - Carlos?

She was going to move on sooner or later,

did you think she'd stay here forever?

You know, since we came back from Rome,

I haven't had my...

Raul de la Riva, have you come to say hi?

These papers show that

I never plagiarised my former colleague.

It's a shame it couldn't be resolved

before we had to hire a great designer.

I came here tonight to open your eyes.

What are you talking about?

Your brother tried to sink me.

We're all here.

- Gloria's missing. - My mother won't be coming.

She left me all her shares so I control her part of the company.

I don't think she would've--

I don't care what you think. These documents clearly state that.

I now own 40% of this company

and am in a position to choose what I want for this company.

Can I come in?

You just want me when you need to blow off steam.

I'm tired of being used by you, Blanca.

Forgetting or celebrating?

Those are the only reasons you'd be at a bar at this time.

Forgetting, I suppose.

It sounds complicated.