RICH IN LOVE
I don't feel like talking to anyone.
Andres. Andres?
Hello?
Andres!
I'm glad you're happy.
Andres sounds super drunk.
I'm scared something might happen to him.
I don't know where he is.
-Relax, sis! -I texted you his number.
-Why don't you call him? -Me?
Yeah, he doesn't have your number.
Okay.
Nothing's going to happen to him, sweetie.
Relax.
When guys feel blue, we drown our sorrows in booze.
It's only normal for him to be drinking.
Cheers, Dad.
Hello? Andres.
Oh, okay.
Right, but where are you?
Alright! We'll head over now.
Yes, of course! Alright, bye!
What'd he say?
That was the bartender.
I think Andres is too drunk to answer.
Well, where is he?
I think he said Hotel Madison. Know where that is?
He's at the Madison?
Even to drink away his sorrows he had to go someplace ritzy.
I'm leaving. I owe you one, bro.
Dad, can I borrow your car? Please?
Alright. Drive safely.
Yeah!
Vicente, you should go with her.
No, Dad!
Are you crazy?
I'm not 15 anymore. Relax.
I'll call you if anything, okay? Bye!
Hey.
Hi, cutie.
Hello!
Oh, Mr. Benito.
Life keeps slapping us in the face.
Yes.
Oh, I don't want coffee.
How about you pour me some whiskey instead?
That'll help us get over this fiasco.
Oh, Trini.
You'd never believe it, but I'm out of whiskey.
I could bring you a cold beer.
Mr. Benito, please!
Do I look like a construction worker to you?
Is it Irish beer at least?
It's not Irish, but...
Fine, toss me a cold one.
I'll take a beer.
At this rate, it's all the same to me.
I never thought Maria Jose could do such a thing.
That poor girl.
Her poor groom.
He must be heartbroken.
It's not every day you get jilted at the altar.
That is true.
How's your granddaughter, by the way?
I think that... Mrs. Trini?
Mrs. Trini?
What were you saying?
How's your granddaughter?
She seems awfully calm.
I'd say she's relieved, even!
Oh, I don't know.
This whole situation has me feeling so frustrated.
I'm sorry. That's why I...
Oh, my.
Why do you think she got cold feet?
You'd have to be blind not to realize
that she's head over heels for the fisherman's son.
Yes, I agree.
How about another beer?
These bottles are awfully small.
That's probably why I drank it so fast.
I think there's definitely something going on
between them.
I saw them making eyes at each other several times.
Heck, I've caught them doing way more than that.
Who knows?
Girls these days are pretty deaf.
What do you mean by that?
They're deaf because if you tell them to sit,
they lie down instead!
That's a rather vulgar joke, Mr. Benito.
I... I'm sorry.
No respect, I tell you.
That might apply to your granddaughter,
because she's definitely one of those.
Not my girls, though.
Not by a long shot.
You know something awful, though?
My God!
If Antonio Jose finds out
that Maria Jose did this because of that fish boy...
all hell will break loose!
Don't worry, Trini. Calm down.
Don't bother yourself with negative thoughts.
Besides... I know!
You need a distraction.
You need to relax and let loose.
Yes!
You think so?
Of course!
I know exactly the cure for that kind of thing.
Oh, really? What?
Would you like to go dance the tango with me?
Oh, Mr. Benito!
[Risas]
You really are full of surprises!
I didn't know you could dance the tango!
That's such a refined, elegant dance.
I love to dance.
Really?
Yes.
And with a woman as beautiful as yourself, it'd be a privilege.
Would you like to?
Oh, I don't know.
I don't think now's a good time.
Especially not with Maria Jose's wedding fiasco.
Okay... but think about it!
It'll do you some good to shake things up.
Dancing is good for one's health!
Alright, I'll think about it.
In the meantime, could I have an empanada?
Some tapas, perhaps?
How about peanuts or something?
Some hors d'oeuvres.
-Right away. -Cheers.
No!
I could never tell Dad the truth about us.
Earth to Angie!
What's the point of telling him the truth, anyway?
He'll die if I do.
To Dad's understanding,
I simply wasn't in love with Andres.
Okay, Maria Jose.
What about Vicente?
Have you guys spoken yet?
Would you like to be with him right now?
I don't know!
Why are you asking me all these questions?
I'm obviously crazy in love with him...
but I'm not exactly sure what I want to do.
I'm tired, Angie.
After this, I just want to do things right.
I'm glad.
So what about Andres?
Do you know what you're going to do about him?
Nope.
I guess I'll have to accept the fact
that he's going to hate me forever.
And we'll probably never see each other again.
I think it's better that way, too.
I don't think I can face him.
Sis, I know you tend not to listen to me,
but I hope you realize my advice isn't all that bad.
Shut up! You're so arrogant.
Why don't you just...
Pay attention!
Why not take a chance on Vicente?
Talk to Dad and tell him the truth.
Look, parents always end up understanding.
No.
Even if they deny it at first.
Dad's been such a good sport about me dating Jorge.
He's been super supportive.
Just be happy.
RICH IN LOVE