Hold that. Hold that.
You're a natural, man.
Wait.
Yeah. Good.
That's enough!
You don't like it?
Yes.
Give me some of that strong business attitude.
That's very good. Love it.
Yes. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
-Okay, that's good. -Okay.
All right. We've got it. Thanks, everyone.
Oh!
Bonjour, Luc.
Everyone…
-Everyone looks so nice. -Yeah.
Why are we taking pictures?
For the press packet we are sending out.
Oh. Um…
Shouldn't I be having my photo taken too?
Perhaps you should ask Sylvie.
Yeah, Emily, you're not officially part of the company
until your work visa's approved.
I've been filling out tons of paperwork for you,
which is the last thing I want to do.
Is there anything I can do to help?
I have to write a letter arguing why you're so exceptional
-no French person could do your job. -Well--
Don't say your Instagram account.
That'd be more likely to get you deported.
So, until your visa's approved, you'll make a low base salary
and you have to earn the rest in commissions.
You're paying me like a car salesperson?
No, I'm paying you like an American without a work visa.
You eat what you kill.
But you're resourceful,
and I'm confident you can make it work.
Okay, listen up, everyone.
Hi.
So those press packets are going out to our former clients
and the people we already know.
But, the survival of the company depends on attracting new clients.
I have ideas for socials.
Okay, get me a proposal.
What I really want is to get onto La Liste.
That would raise the visibility of the company
and legitimize me as its head.
So let's see which one of you can get me an interview with Janine Dubois.
Janine Dubois, that name sounds so familiar.
'Course it does.
Janine Dubois writes a monthly column in the newspaper Le Monde
about the "10 Faces Changing Paris."
Everyone reads it.
We're always trying to get our clients on La Liste, it's impossible.
She's a bitch.
I knew it! She follows me.
She follows you?
She follows her?
Why don't you follow me, Emily?
Yeah, cheers for that.
The table should be ready in a couple of minutes.
Mindy should be here by then.
I was telling her about your new place,
and we both think you should throw a housewarming party on Saturday.
You gonna show up this time?
I promise.
Let's blow it out. Let's invite everyone we know in Paris.
That's, like, eight people.
Everyone knows a good party is a 1-to-10 ratio of friends to strangers.
Hello, monsieur, come to my party. I've just moved to Paris.
Go home, rosbif.
Yeah, I'll see you there, mate.
Roast beef? He'll definitely be there.
Good chat, right?
God, that's Nicolas de Leon. He's one of the heads of JVMA.
I met him at Pierre's retrospective. He was surprisingly friendly.
Surprisingly friendly?
Should I be jealous, Cooper?
The only interest I have in Nicolas is strictly business.
Hi. Sorry I'm late.
Hi.
-Mwah! -Mwah!
All right.
Oh, my God.
Nicolas?
Mindy Chen?
-Stop. -Hey.
Hi. This is so crazy.
Wait, I know you. How do you guys know each other?
-Roommates. -Roommates.
How do you know each other?
We went to boarding school together in Switzerland. Le Rosey.
Mindy was this very naughty girl who used to sell weed out of her dorm room.
-Stop. You were the naughty one. -Nah, it was you.
-No, stop. You, so naughty. -You know that it was…
That's a whole lot of naughty going on.
I'm sorry, this is my boyfriend Alfie. Alfie, Nicolas.
-Nice to meet you. -You too, mate.
I'm running super late. How long are you in Paris?
I live here now.
I can't believe it!
Oh, yes.
Alfie's having a party on Saturday. You should come.
Yeah. No. No, yes. But yes, you should come.
-Call my office. -Okay.
-Mindy Chen. -Nicolas de Leon.
-I love it. -Me too.
-Okay, ciao. -Bye.
Okay. I literally cannot believe you know Nicolas.
Can't believe he's still so hot.
All the girls were madly in love with him. Including me.
Also, it wasn't just weed.
That's a story for another time.
I don't need to hear those stories.
-You really do. -No, I really don't.
You free for lunch today?
With you? Non.
And Janine Dubois?
Really? How did you manage to set that up?
She follows me on Instagram.
Janine Dubois follows you?
Well, I guess all those endless selfies are finally paying off.
I'll take that as a "yes."
Since Janine is très influential
and decides who's who in the cultural scene,
I figured why not have her here
so you and Chez Lavaux can be on her radar.
Thanks. I'll do my best to impress her.
Merci.
Do I seem nervous because I'm so nervous.
Relax. You're très influential too.
Emily.
Oh, Janine. Bonjour, enchantée.
How are you going?
I've never been here before. Nice spot.
You're not French?
Australian.
You're an expat too.
I should've figured. I don't have many French Instagram followers.
Their loss. I've been following you
since Brigitte Macron retweeted your Vaga-Jeune campaign.
I thought, now there's a kindred spirit.
I thought I was gonna get kicked out for that.
No. You've got to give it back to them.
It's the only way you get respect around here.
I really appreciate you taking the time to talk to Sylvie.
She's the kind of woman I can only aspire to be.
You're doing just fine being you.
You're here on a work visa?
Well, it's a tricky situation.
How did you prove you were so exceptional at your job
that a French person couldn't do it?
I didn't.
I married one instead.
Well, there's an idea.
Something smells spectacular.
Yes, I brought you here because the food is extraordinary.
-Merci. -Merci.
Bonjour.
I'm Gabriel, the chef here at Chez Lavaux.
Janine Dubois. Lovely to meet you.
Emily says your food is extraordinary.
I'm prepared to be dazzled.
I hope you will be.
A little amuse-bouche. Asparagus velouté.
Wow.
Oh, my God, this is amazing.
So he's not just "le chef hot." He can cook.
Oh, yeah.
I may have followed a link from Emily's Instagram to your package.
Marketing package.
See. Très influential. She's really good at what she does.
Stop. Now I'm the one blushing.
Enjoy.
You've got the answer to your visa problem right there.
Janine.
Sylvie Grateau.
I'm so sorry to keep you waiting.
No apology necessary, Sylvie.
So happy to meet you.
I hope you don't mind that we started without you.
Of course not.
-Are you English? -She's from Australia.
Oh.
Well, for an Australian, you certainly have the pulse of Paris.
Sometimes it's easier being on the outside looking in.
-Right. -Closest I've been to Australia
is Outback Steakhouse.
It was the special occasion restaurant with my family.
You have not lived until you've tried their "bloomin' onion."
Has Emily been regaling you with her Chicago stories?
Not yet.
So… Where shall we begin?
Well, maybe you could talk to me a bit about how you opened the agency.
What inspired you?
-Sorry.
Oh, my God.
There you are. Who are all these people?
I invited the entire building.
Hopefully, we don't run out of booze.
I've got three kegs of beer, one case of champagne
and tons of bottles of Grey Goose for my special martinis.
Sounds like you have enough for two buildings.
Oh, my God!
Nicolas de Leon actually showed up. Excuse me.
Nicolas, you made it.
Yes. Thanks for inviting me.
Of course.
Mmm. Very nice.
It's Domaine de Lalisse.
One of the brands we market at Agence Grateau.
I've seen the social for Champère. Very clever.
But I haven't seen Mindy. Is she here yet?
Oh, I'm sure she's on her way.
But by the way, congratulations on acquiring Pierre Cadault.
He is such a talent.
Thank you. He's having quite a resurgence.
He is. Which, as you know,
happened when we started working with him at Savoir.
Yes. He often credits you for inspiring his latest chapter.
Oh, so then you see our value.
I wish there was a way that we could work together on Pierre's account.
We could be outside consultants.
Hasn't anyone told you we don't do business at parties in France?
Well, this apartment is technically on British soil.
Excuse me, I just saw Mindy.
-Thanks, Emily. -You're welcome.
You're Emily?
-Hi. -Hi. I'm Sofia.
I'm Camille's friend. I'm meeting her here.
Oh, yes, you're the artist.
I've heard wonderful things about your show.
I can't wait to see it. How long are you in town for?
Just for another week. And then back to Greece.
Camille has been my concierge and tour guide.
She's the only person I know in Paris, so she has no choice.
Well, now you know me.
Is she here yet?
I don't know, I haven't seen her.
But here…
saucisson en croûte.
Fancy.
Just pigs in a blanket, but don't tell anyone.
Bye.
I thought you were gonna be a professional polo player.
No, come on, you were so good in school.
You know we used to call you Nacho?
-Seriously? -Yeah.
I don't think my father would've liked that.
He expects his children to work at the company.
-Mmm. -Does have its perks.
Two weeks ago I was on a company retreat in Fiji.
How nice. Two weeks ago, I was busking in the metro.
But I did get a gig at a jazz club, so yeah, now I'm legit.
I'm not sure you'll ever be legit.
Oh, what's that supposed to mean?
-Even in school, you were a rebel.
Yeah, well, the one downside to being a rebel
is your parents shut you out. So…
Wow.
We're getting deep before I finished my first glass.
That's okay.
It's nice to talk to someone you don't have to explain yourself to.
Yeah, it is.
Come here.
I'm glad I bumped into you.
Yeah, me too.
-There you are. -Hi.
Oh. Well, Nicolas, this is my boyfriend, Benoît.
-Nice to meet you, Benoît. -Nice to meet you, too.
We perform together,
and actually, he's going to be joining me on stage
at La Trompette Bleue this week.
Really? Since when?
Since I insisted and they said yes.
This is Nicolas. A friend from boarding school.
Boarding school?
Le Rosey. In Switzerland.
Well, where else? Were you in the same class?
No, Nacho was a few years ahead.
I thought you said his name was Nicolas?
I meant Nicolas. But no, he barely knew I existed.
No, I knew she existed,
but when you're that age, three years is a giant gulf.
I was about to turn 18 and she was just a kid.
Ew.
But at this age, three years is nothing, right?
So true.
If you'll excuse me, I need to get going.
-It was lovely seeing you again. -You too.
-Nice meeting you. -Yep.
La Trompette Bleue.
You two seemed very cozy.
No, we're just old friends.
Thank you for a lovely evening.
Oh! Um…
Yeah, no, thank you for coming.
Tomorrow, JVMA is sponsoring an event
to launch a new sunblock at Hôtel Molitor.
I'll arrange for VIP lounge chairs.
And bring Mindy.
Oh, well, if there will be VIP lounge chairs, we will definitely be in.
See you soon.
I'm not much of a city person, but Paris really is magical.
Mmm-hmm.
I live here and I never get over how beautiful it is.
The people are beautiful too.
Not as beautiful as the visitors from Greece.
You know, this show has been so much more than I expected.
I know, the response has been incredible.
I was talking about you.
It has been such a special experience.
Working with you and getting to know you.
I don't want it to end.
Do you?
I don't.
Ah.
Hey.
Mmm, looks good.
It's getting a little stuffy in here. You want to show me that roof?
Absolutely.
You know what, it's kind of windy out there. And cold.
It's beautiful, but we can go back another day. Okay?
All right.
Mindy, over here!
Wow.
Nicolas really hooked us up.
Plus he sent over some champagne.
Finally, someone who understands my needs.
Have you seen him yet?
Not yet, but he'll find us.
So, I saw something at Alfie's party
that I wish I hadn't, but I don't want to gossip.
Ooh! You know I love when a story starts like that.
Okay, I was up on the roof and I saw Camille and Sofia making out.
Sexy. Why am I never around when anything good happens?
It's not good, okay? It's terrible.
She's having an affair and Gabriel has no idea.
-What am I supposed to do? -An affair?
You saw two girls kissing at a party. You need to get out more.
Okay, well, it was quite the kiss.
Okay, Emily Jane Cooper, occupe-toi de tes oignons.
Occupy your onions?
Watch your onions. It means stay out of it.
You're responsible for breaking up Camille and Gabriel once.
Why couldn't they've been making out on someone else's roof?
-Bonjour.
-Hi.
Would you like to try our new mineral sunblock, Soleil De Paris?
It rubs in clear, is non-greasy,
and has a subtle scent of citrus.
Merci.
Well, I'll just be taking one. Thank you.
Just because I was raised rich doesn't mean I don't love a free sample.
Soleil De Paris.
You know what song would be perfect for their commercials?
Dear Lord, please, give it a rest for, like, two minutes, Em.
"Mon Soleil," the song Benoît wrote for you.
We should pitch it to Nicolas to use in their ads.
Do you think he'd be interested?
Why not? The song is so good.
I mean, Benoît could really use that money.
Plus, I feel like his self-esteem kind of took a hit
when I got the job at La Trompette Bleue without him.
Maybe selling his song will be just the boost he needs.
How are you?
Bonjour, Nicolas!
There you are. Hi.
Hi, Nicolas.
Emily. Hello. Hi, Mindy.
Hi, this is amazing.
Nacho, you really came through.
Emily, don't give me that look.
Oh, you can relax.
I'm not going to make any more outrageous proposals… for myself.
We've a friend who wrote a song
that could be perfect for a Soleil De Paris commercial.
It's called "Mon Soleil."
Benoît wrote it. Remember, you met him.
-The boyfriend? Right. -Yes.
You should check it out. Mindy sings on it and she's amazing.
Well, no. Shh!
Well, if Mindy's singing, then I'd love to hear it.
Really?
Play him the remix version.
What am I gonna do?
Hold my phone to his ear for three minutes?
-I should send it to you. -Give me your phone.
-Give it. -Why?
-Give me your phone. -No.
I'll be right back.
Don't do something weird.
Emily.
Well, this is the song. So…
That's you?
Yeah.
Wow. I'm blown away.
Aw!
Well, it's a really great song. It's a vibe, right? Look at them!
You…
All right, I'm coming.
Sorry, my marketing team bothers me with every single detail.
That wouldn't be the case with Agence Grateau, but…
Wow, you don't stop, do you?
-No, no, she doesn't. -No, I don't.
-Okay, let's keep talking about this song. -Okay.
-I like the idea. Ciao. -Ciao.
My God, bitch. You are, like, so good at your job.
I know.
Wait, this is a huge opportunity for Benoît.
I'm going to tell him at dinner.
Whoo!
Yes! Louder!
And he loved it and, you're going to die,
he wants to buy the song for the Soleil De Paris commercial.
-The one who wasn't your boyfriend? -He wasn't.
This is a huge opportunity, Benoît.
If they like this song, they could commission others,
and you could make money while writing music.
While establishing the band.
I can't believe you're asking me this.
I wrote that as a love song for you.
-I guess that meant nothing. -It meant everything.
But you are so talented.
You can write other songs and make money from this.
There are things in life that are more important than money.
I know.
Maybe I have other ideas for that song besides being a sunblock commercial.
Okay.
Okay, sorry, I was excited. I get it. Um…
I'll just text Emily that it's a no.
-Thank you. -No problem.
Can we talk about what we want to sing at the club tomorrow?
-That I'm excited about. -Sure. Sure.
Cool. Um…
Nicolas, I'm really sorry,
but it turns out Benoît isn't interested in selling the song.
Hey, you tried.
Artists are strange creatures.
I'm going to give you a shot on the Soleil De Paris account.
-Really? -Yes.
It's not because you made La Liste today.
But congrats on that.
You think outside the box. It makes me think I should too.
Wait, what? I made La Liste?
I'm sorry, I have to call you back.
I'm thrilled to be working with you, though.
Okay, bye.
Um…
Oh, my God.
Oh, wow. Gabriel?
Um…
Where is Sylvie? This is a disaster.
-Mademoiselle…
Um… Just one second.
Hello?
Did you see?
Yes, just now.
The voice mail is full with people asking for tables.
If this keeps up, we'll be booked for two months out.
I'm so happy for you, Gabriel,
but Sylvie didn't make the list, and I don't know what she's gonna do.
So, what number am I?
What?
I didn't make it.
Emily.
So I'm not one of the faces changing Paris.
Fuck La Liste. Who reads print anymore, anyway?
Anyone who matters in Paris.
How is she?
How do you think?
You are on La Liste and she's not. How did that happen?
I don't know.
Emily.
Sylvie wants to see you in her office right away.
Is she really mad?
I wish you well.
Sylvie, I had no idea.
You were supposed to promote this company, not yourself and your chef.
Do you understand the sort of pressure I'm under
to let people know Agence Grateau even exists?
To convince people I'm up to the job.
All I did was talk about how amazing you are.
Yeah, well, you're American, she's Australian, you colluded.
Okay, I can understand why you might feel that way,
but believe me, it's the last thing I would have wanted.
And when you hear my good news, maybe we can get past this.
Now what?
I got us a new client and it's a big one.
JVMA.
No, that's impossible.
Okay, well, maybe not all of JVMA,
but a brand that they work with, and that's a foot in the door. Right?
Agence Grateau is now repping Soleil De Paris.
Okay, that is good news.
And I guess this story will save me from the torture of filling out your visa.
I understand why people don't trust the press.
About JVMA…
Good work.
Tonight was amazing.
We never had so many sittings in one evening.
Here's to number 8.
Thank you, thank you,
but I wouldn't be where I am today if it wasn't for number 1.
-To number 1. -To number 1.
-Hey, guys! -Hey!
-Who's my number 8? -Hey.
You must be Gabriel. I'm Sofia.
Sofia, nice to finally meet you.
I forgot you haven't met.
Thank you for loaning me your girlfriend.
My pleasure.
What are you guys drinking?
-Gin, tonic? -Gin, tonic.
It's gonna be after my second number
and you'll come on with the guitar
and I'll be at the piano, and it'll be super simple and elegant.
And if they like us both, maybe this can be a regular thing.
I hope so.
For you.
You're on in five.
Oh! They're so beautiful. Thank you.
Well, these aren't from me.
What? Then who…
It's from him, isn't it?
They're just flowers, Benoît.
It's not just that. Okay?
I saw the way you were talking to him at the party.
I told you, we're old friends.
Yeah, from a fancy boarding school
in a life that I'll never be a part of or understand.
That again?
Are you serious? I…
I am so tired of apologizing for who I am.
I can't change my past.
If you'll always resent me for it, maybe we don't have a future.
-Let me see the card. -You…
I'll see you on stage.
Benoît, don't do…
Oh, my God.
IT'S LUXURY AT HER AGENCY