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♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ You know ♪

♪ From the first time
I seen you, girl ♪

♪ I've always kinda liked your style ♪

♪ I just wanna break off a little piece ♪

♪ I'm afraid that I could lose you ♪

♪ 'Cause I've been acting like a fool
'Cause baby... ♪

I'm fine.

Coming.

- Oh, hi.
- Bonjour.

Uh...

- She's not here.
- I don't need Emily, I need a shower.

- Oh.
- I have one bathroom,

two women monopolizing it.

- I'll be quick, promise.
- Sure.

I'm on the way out,
take as long as you need.

Thank you.

Oh, and, uh, I wouldn't use
the pink loofah if I were you.

Yeah.

Good morning, Emily.

Bonjour.

Shouldn't Gabriel
be bringing you pastries?

Aren't you carrying enough?

I like my morning walks.

I almost cleared out
the whole boulangerie, though.

I had to buy enough for three. Well, four.

You're having twins?

God, no. I was counting Sofia.

- Ah, bonjour, Emily.
- Bonjour.

You find pains aux raisins this time?

So how is it going with the three of you?

It's like a sleep away camp in there.

Where are you sleeping?

In Gabriel's bed.

Oh. Great, yeah, it's cozy.

He's on the couch.

Oh. That makes more sense.

You must think we're crazy, right?

What? No.

No, well, I'm... I'm gonna go get ready
for, um, work, work, work.

Yeah, we'll see you there.

- Tout à l'heure.
- Tout à l'heure.

Tout à l'heure.

They're both still staying there, Min.

They're jammed in his apartment
like a clown car.

I know that you've told me
to shut up about it so many times,

but I just... I don't understand
why Gabriel would let his ex-girlfriend,

or his ex-fiancé and her girlfriend,
who are back together, to stay with him.

It's like he's got a harem in there.

I mean, is this a French thing?
Is polygamy legal here?

Meanwhile,
do you know what I saw on my run?

Men, hot men, everywhere.

Paris is, like, filled with them.

I've just been
so focused on Gabriel and Alfie

that I... I forgot
what it feels like to be single.

And now that I'm not
with either of them, I'm...

You're not with Alfie?

I saw you kissing at Roland-Garros.

Um...

What are you doing in here?

My shower was occupied.
I didn't mean to scare you.

- You did.
- Would you pass me a towel?

You heard all that,
why didn't you cut me off?

Oh, and miss hearing
about your, um, stimulating run?

No chance.

Uh, look, I know
my living situation isn't ideal,

but it's only
until they find their own place.

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to be launching Heartbreak,

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with our friends at Baccarat.

Baccarat created a work of art.

It was our pleasure.

Ah, this one's cracked.

They're all cracked.
That's the design.

Ah! So clever.

Sorry I'm late.
I took the wrong train.

Bonjour, Alfie.

Now, let's discuss
our launch party at Maison Baccarat.

- Thanks for hosting.
- Of course.

Even our most esteemed collectors
can't refuse a party.

To track our social media reach,

we also invited select influencers
to post about the event

using #HeartbreakBall.

Antoine, are... are you comfortable
taking photos with them?

I'm always happy to pose for photos
with beautiful women.

And men.
This fragrance is unisex, after all.

What inspired you
to create a unisex fragrance?

My divorce.

I realized heartbreak is universal.

Everyone experiences it.

And everyone is RSVP-ing.

Guests are so excited
it's a masquerade ball.

And Baccarat is providing
a horse and carriage

in front of the venue
for photo opportunities.

Why are we doing this?

Excuse me?

Is there a problem?

How is this event
a brand extension for the fragrance?

- Uh...
- I mean, what's a masquerade

got to do with heartbreak?

Because sometimes you don't want
everyone to know how you're feeling.

And when you're wearing a mask,
you can do that.

You can pretend
to be someone else if you want to.

Someone who isn't heartbroken.

Love is a masquerade.

- Oh! Alfie, what a surprise.
- Ah.

Mmm. Bonjour, Camille.

I haven't seen you since...

Yeah, yeah. I've, uh, been laying low.

I'm so sorry for what I said.

I feel terrible
for causing you and Emily to break up.

It's not your fault.

Uh... You told the truth,
and I knew it and they knew it.

"They"?

Emily and Gabriel.

Look, I bowed out because,
well, despite what they say,

they still have feelings for each other,
and I won't stand in the way of that.

But they've been free
to get together for a while now,

and they haven't.

So what does that tell you?

Good to see you, Alfie.

Yeah.

Kir Royal
is my mother's favorite cocktail.

She's gonna be amused
to see young people drink it from a can.

Will young people drink it, though?

If we market it to them correctly.

Oh, what if we did
a non-alcoholic version?

There's growth in that sector,
thanks to the sober curious movement.

The sober what?

Sober curious movement.

It's mostly Gen Z and millennials

who are adopting
a wellness approach to alcohol.

They're not sober.
They're just exploring not drinking.

So they're drinking,
but not talking about it?

No, they're not drinking,
but they won't shut up about it.

Sounds like they need a drink.

Sobriety may be popular in America,
but it's the antithesis of French culture.

Maman used to put brandy
in my baby bottle.

Hmm, that explains a lot.

Dry January was banned from France
by order of President Macron.

So...

Just google it.

Thank you, Emily, but I don't think
my parents will go for it.

Well, non-alcoholic drinks
aren't just for sober people.

They're also for pregnant women.

Oops. Désolée.

It's fine. Really.

- No. Félicitations, Camille.
- Merci beaucoup.

We already knew. Emily told us.

Oh, okay. Um, I think we're done here.

Yeah.

No, not eau gazeuse,

but do you have any alcohol-free drinks
that taste like alcohol?

It's for research. I still think
there's a market for a sober Chamère.

- Oh.
- Let me ask the bartender.

Okay.

Deux verres de vin sans alcool,
s'il te plaît. Merci.

Okay. Is it just me,

or did all of the men in Paris
suddenly get a lot hotter?

They've always been hot.

You've just been busy
gazing into Gabriel's green eyes.

Well, they're blue, but...

My point exactly.

I saw a lot more
than just his eyes this morning.

You could have told me
he was in our shower.

Oh, come on. I was doing you a favor.

You were meant to jump in
and get wet with him.

Please. Maybe we could have
been something at some point,

but he's gonna be a dad,

and with the way
that Alfie challenged me at work,

I am so over both of them.

You're on a dick embargo?

If that's what you have to call it.

Well, buyer beware.

I tried that once,
and it basically rained dicks.

Like, I was just swimming in...

Wine. Great timing.

Is this popular?

It's the first bottle we opened,
so, no, not very popular.

But those pregnant ladies
are drinking it.

That's just regular wine.

- Cheers.
- Hmm.

- Hmm. Hmm.
- Oh.

Heady.

Substantial. It's kind of like kombucha.

Tastes like rotten apple juice.

Okay. Check out this text my dad sent.

"Proud of you."

But that's nice, isn't it?

Well, no. He's just proud of me
because I'm dating Nicolas.

He would love if I married
into the royal family of fashion.

I don't think that's how he meant it.

Huh. That's exactly what he meant.

Look, I know my dad could be a lot worse.

- More like Nicolas'?
- Exactly.

But I hate that he still gets
under my skin like this.

Oh, excuse me. Um... I think we need
some real wine, s'il vous plaît.

- Mmm.
- Okay.

And tequila shots. Doubles.

Two. Okay.

Sun chairs on the side.
And cabanas over there.

That's quite an investment.

It's not our money.

Yes, that's my concern.
You've always been your own man.

Do you really want to have a boss?

A boss?

Who are you talking about?

JVMA, Louis de Leon...

Louis de Leon is my partner.
He's not my boss.

What is your problem, Sylvie?

Do you not want me
to open a club in Paris?

Worried I might overshadow you?

Laurent, I don't like the man.

And I don't trust him.

Trust me, then. Believe in me.

This isn't about you!

Of course, it's not.

I think that everything he's been doing,
the club, offering to work together,

it's all been to buy my silence.

Your silence?

This has nothing to do with you.

The newspaper, Le Monde,

wants to ask me about his behavior
with female subordinates.

Trust me, it's not pretty. I should know.

I don't think
they have a story without me.

Oh, Luc!

Ah.

You live on a houseboat?

Yes.

Of course
you live on a houseboat.

C'est par là.

See you next time.

- Salut.
- Okay.

Salut.

By the way!

Should've thanked you
for what you did for the restaurant.

Non, non, non, non.

You brought your friend
who is a Michelin inspector, right?

Not a Michelin inspector.

No, she inspects Michelin tires.
You got it wrong!

For Quality Assurance.

My mistake. I thought that...

Well,
I'll leave you to your... bras.

Putain.

I can't believe you, Luc.

You only reached out to me
to get your friend a star. You used me.

What? No, I didn't.

And he's not a friend. He's a client.

That's worst. That's insider dining.

But his food's Michelin-worthy.
You said that.

I did. But we can't play favorites.

If Michelin discovers
that my identity has been exposed,

and I've played a role
in cheating the system,

your client will never get a star,

and his restaurant
will become a black hole.

Marianne, wait!

I'm sorry. Marianne, please don't go.

You don't want me here.

I do. I love having you on my boat.

I don't even have a toothbrush here.

But, Marianne, what about tonight?

You'll still be my date
at the Heartbreak ball?

- No.
- No?

My anonymity is paramount.

I can't be seen with you anymore, Luc.

I'm losing everyone.

First you, now Marianne.

- Lost me?
- Yes.

I'm here.
Even though I've got to go back to work.

How is JVMA?

Oh, quel bordel.

Bordel...

It's... It's a brothel?

It also means a big mess.

You know, like me.

What? No, you're not, Luc.

I am sorry that you got dragged into this
Michelin star business with Gabriel.

Did Marianne say anything about that?
Is it gonna happen? Or...

Can you stop thinking
about your chef for one second?

You're right. Too soon.

Are we okay?

I feel bad about you leaving.

Well, you should.

But it wasn't just about you.

I didn't feel valued,

and you shone
a very big American spotlight on that.

So, merci.

You're welcome.

So, has Sylvie asked about me?

I tried to apologize to her,
but she won't return my calls.

She's gonna be at the ball tonight.
You could come and talk to her there.

You'll be in a mask.

- Ah.
- So she won't even see you coming.

And you...

Café. Everything reminds me of Marianne.

Are you laughing?

Waiting for your Prince Charming?

Oui. His name is Jacques,
and he has five stars.

- Oh, what a catch.
- Mm-hmm.

Where are you off to?

Oh, the, um, launch party
for Antoine's new perfume, Heartbreak.

That was tonight?

He invited me, but there's just no way
I can leave the restaurant.

Need to keep up appearances for that star.

So it's a masquerade. Why?

You sound like Alfie.

A mask lets you hide.

You can just have fun and dance

and pretend to be someone
without complications.

You think I'm complicated?

I just think
you have a lot of responsibilities.

But this shouldn't be
getting in the way of us.

"Us"?

My feelings for you haven't changed.

Have yours?

I think the only way
that this "us" could work is...

if we were two different people.

Waiting for the perfect moment?

Excusez-moi?

Am I that obvious?

It's gonna be great, okay?

Sylvie loves you,
even though she'd never say it.

At least that's what
I keep telling myself. Bonne chance.

Un verre de champagne?

We're twinning!

Well, great minds dress alike.

The Glamera was a great idea, by the way.

Oh, yeah, let's see.

Trois, deux, un, prêts? Et pose!

Incroyable.

I'll see you later.

Okay. Oh!

That was amazing, Antoine.

I'm getting a little sick of Heartbreak.

What do you mean?

They spray it in my face for every photo.

I need some air.

Hurry up, just five minutes!

The influencers need influencing!

Hey, Cooper.

Hey.

This is pretty epic.
I'm sorry I gave you a hard time about it.

You didn't understand
my sophisticated vision.

Yeah,
that went right over my head.

I've never seen you in a tux.

Wait till you see me dance in it.

["Hot Summer"

You're really good at that!

My mom
was obsessed with Strictly Come Dancing.

Took lessons with her when I was 12.

That's adorable.

I think this fragrance is gonna be
a big hit. You know what that means?

You're stuck working with me.

- And you're stuck in Paris.
- Mmm.

Looks like that. That's not so bad.

I've missed seeing it
through your eyes, though.

I heard you and Gabs aren't together.

I thought you would be by now.

No, we're not.

I'm sorry
for acting the way I did at the tennis.

I felt like
I was standing in the way of you two.

I get it. You were hurt.

I was heartbroken, Cooper.

I guess I'm in the right place.
Ready for a double?

Double?

Hey!

Hey! Have either of you seen Antoine?

Then, go find him. Your influencers
are getting impatient, Emily.

Yeah. On it. Okay.

Bonsoir.

How did you get away from the restaurant?

The restaurant?

What restaurant?
You must be thinking of someone else.

Someone far more complicated than me.

Well, who are you, then?

I'm... David...

Guetta.

The DJ?

Uh, different David. I get that a lot.

And you are?

- Anna O'Leary. Middle school math teacher.
- Hmm. Oh.

- Hmm.
- Pleasure to meet you, Miss O'Leary.

From, uh, Ireland?

Sure. Yes.

But, please don't make me
do the accent, though.

Um, you'll have to excuse me, David.
I... I really must go find Antoine.

I hope we meet again soon,
Miss O'Leary.

Marianne.
I thought you couldn't be seen with me.

Thanks to this mask, I can be.

You put me in an impossible position.

I can't reveal my identity
to Chef Gabriel.

That's against Michelin rules.

But I can't alert Michelin,
as they'll fire me.

I would only take this risk for someone
who I knew was truly committed to me.

I am. I'm committed, Marianne.

We don't even live together.

Then move onto
the houseboat with me.

Really?

Yes, really.

I'll be right back.

Why?

Chef!

I've been to your restaurant many times,
and it's good.

Some may say Michelin star good,
but you need a top tier pastry chef.

- You didn't hear this from me.
- Uh...

Thank you, whoever you are.

- Hey! Sorry I'm late.
- Oh, hey.

Getting into this outfit
was a two-person job. What'd I miss?

Turns out the masks go on
and the true feelings come out.

Oh! Who are we talking about?
Gabriel or Alfie?

Both.

I thought that I could move on from them,
but they both mean so much to me and...

Now you have to choose?

Oh! Someone's living out
their horny Bridgerton fantasies.

Are you kidding me?

Let's just go back inside.

Nicolas is on his way,
so I'll see you in there.

And, Em...
about your choice, don't overthink it.

Oh, Mindy.

Oh. Bonsoir.

I wanted to thank you
for what you said to Emily.

Oh, God.

I say a lot of things to Emily.
Was it about the hat she wore to work?

I am so sorry, I tried to stop her.

No. It was about the closet. At JVMA.

Oh. She told you that?

Yeah. I'm glad she did.

Men like Louis de Leon need to be
held accountable for their actions.

Right.

Excuse me. I've got to go.

Don't worry, it's just water.
No more Heartbreak to the face.

Merci, Emily.

Oh. Let's just... Okay. Good to go.

Allons-y.

Thank you
for getting things back on track.

- Now we can relax and enjoy ourselves.
- Mm-hmm.

Are you here with anyone tonight?

Oh. I...

I am. Yeah.

Good for you. Go and have fun.

♪ We get it on most every night ♪

Care to dance?

Are we still Anna and David?

Can it just be us?

♪ Dancing in the moonlight ♪

♪ Everybody here is out of sight ♪

Sometimes I wish
there was nobody else. Just us.

Why can't it be?

♪ Everybody was dancing in the moonlight ♪

♪ Dancing in the moonlight ♪

♪ Everybody's feeling warm and bright ♪

♪ It's such a fine and natural sight ♪

♪ Everybody's dancing in the moonlight ♪

♪ We like our fun and we never fight ♪

♪ You can't dance and stay uptight ♪

♪ It's a supernatural delight ♪

I don't want to be stuck with you,
I want you.

I should never have let you go.
I made a huge mistake.

It didn't feel like a mistake to me.

Wait, you're not...

Oh, uh...

You thought I was Emily.

And this is why
masquerade balls are a dumb idea.

Have a good night.

♪ Sent west ♪

♪ Senseless ♪

♪ And way out ♪

Julien?
What are you doing here?

That's an amazing dress.

May I?

You may.

Um... I'm really sorry, Sylvie.
I hate how we left things,

and you know how grateful I am
for everything you've...

Julien, stop.

There's no need, we're good.

- We are?
- Yes.

You're family.

The door is always open.

Thank you.

But you should know...

...it may not be the best time to join JVMA.

Be careful who you're dancing with.

I just saw the story.

Ah.

You did the right thing.

Oh. We'll see about that.

Excuse me.

LOUIS DE LEON
HAS DESIGNS ON HIS FEMALE EMPLOYEES

Can you believe the shit
people say about my dad?

It's pretty damning.

Are you okay?

People have been
trying to bring my family down for years.

It's all lies.

I know it's hard to accept,
but I think it's true.

- I heard things too.
- You did?

Like, I'm sorry, but I don't think
he's the man you thought he was.

You love your dad.

I love mine too,

but he has broken my heart
more times than I care to remember.

It's terrible, but...

sometimes our dads disappoint us.

This is going to do so much damage, Mindy.

I know.

I'm gonna need you by my side.

And that's where I'll be.

As long as
you're on the side that's right.

What is it?

Ah! This night, this carriage,

it just feels like a fantasy.

It's too good to be true.

Why can't it be?

Because tomorrow we're not Anna and David.
We're back to reality.

Why don't we...

just forget about reality for one night.

And just stay in the fantasy.

I would love that.

♪ Dancing in the moonlight ♪

♪ Everybody's dancing in the moonlight ♪

♪ Dancing in the moonlight ♪

♪ Everybody's dancing in the moonlight ♪