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Have you been crying?
Nico, I'm so stupid.
No.
-The gargoyle with a man? -What gargoyle?
Who said gargoyle?
Everybody, we're celebrating I'm a single man.
I'm free!
Oh, Nicolas!
You've no idea how much I like Mr. Armando.
I'm smitten and it's starting to be obvious.
I really like him
and every time he talks to me or looks at me or touches me...
I melt away.
This is why you're making so many mistakes.
I mean, you're giving your life to him
and you've lost all your objectivity.
Of course not.
I believe in him as a businessman.
He's very smart. He has really good ideas.
Do you really believe that
or am I talking to Betty, Woman in Love?
I don't know, but you're right!
That has to change. I have to forget him.
Nico, if I weren't implicated in this BAR and V&M thing,
I swear I'd quit.
But the worst part is that they've already noticed.
-Who? -Sofia.
She saw how I looked at him
and what happened after he kissed Marcela.
Well, Betty... love is like a cough...
or like gas.
When you gotta let it out, you gotta let it out
and you can't hide it.
I'm serious.
So am I.
So you were saying Sofia noticed.
How do you know?
She asked me if I was in love with Mr. Armando.
And Sofia's very nice, but she's also a huge gossip.
What if she tells the Squad?
They'll tell everyone and sooner or later,
Mr. Armando will hear about it.
I'll be so embarrassed.
Alright, come on.
Yesterday, you didn't finish the story
about the bottle blonde.
I did. I told you everything.
She thought she was pregnant.
She told Mr. Ricardo and he even considered marrying her.
Oh! Please.
As if!
I know for a fact that he thought about it.
But then, it turns out, she wasn't expecting at all,
so she had to tell him and he literally ran away.
He was ecstatic and she got stood up.
No wonder he was partying like it was Spring Break.
He's going to be so hung over that I'll have to deal with it.
Inesita, what's wrong? Why the long face?
I was thinking about that poor girl Patricia.
She's so lonely and... she's a woman.
She must've been excited about the baby, certainly.
No, no, no.
No, Inesita.
You shouldn't feel bad
for someone who doesn't deserve your pity.
Patricia's heartless.
Instead of a heart, she has a cash register
that only opens up when you throw money at it.
From what I can tell,
looks like you had a good time last night.
You probably drank till sunup.
Or later, bro.
Last night was all about my liberation.
I had to celebrate. I needed to feel alive.
-I'm alive. Thank you. -And now you're dying.
Sorry to say so, but you're not 20 anymore.
That's not what the girls said last night.
Oh, no...
What are you laughing about?
If I were you, I wouldn't be so happy.
Actually, you should be worried.
Worried? Why?
Because Saint Beatriz isn't so innocent.
Oh, please.
Stop being suspicious of her. Just stop it.
Alright, alright.
In the spirit of passing information,
last night I saw your beloved Betty
in the arms of another man.
They were in full embrace, like this.
That was probably her father.
No, no, bro. It wasn't her father.
I didn't see the guy's face,
but he was young, handsome, and manly.
I know you don't want to listen to me,
but do you really know anything about Saint Beatriz' life
or about this Nicolas guy who's managing our money, by the way?
Is he just her friend or something more?
Think about it.
What are you doing here?
Good morning, Danny. How are you?
Not good, because you're in front of me.
Now, I'll ask you again. What are you doing here?
Are you blind? I'm working.
I told you I wanted you out of here.
I'm not going anywhere.
I'm not a millionaire like you and I'm hungry.
I don't care if you're poor.
Leave or everyone will find out what kind of woman you are.
Don't talk to me like that.
I might just tell everyone what I know about you.
-Really? -Uh-huh.
-Are you threatening me? -You're threatening me.
What are you doing? Ow!
Ow!
Danny, try to understand.
I can't leave V&M. I have nowhere to go.
Yes, you do.
With your body and your lying abilities,
you could get a job anywhere.
Heck, if you learned how to manage yourself,
you'd be queen of Manhattan in a year.
Careful.
Ow!
A slap? Really, Patricia?
Why are you so stupid and predictable?
Respect me!
When I feel like it, not when you tell me.
I want you out of here now.
Alright, I'll go,
but first I'll stop by Armando's office
to tell him something like, "Armand, guess what?
Daniel and Mata conspired to take the presidency from you."
Think he'll believe me? I know he will.
Roberto, Margarita, and Marcela will too.
Don't be stupid! You'd be implicated.
You dumbass!
You're the dumbass!
I have nothing to lose, but you do.
What'll you do
when I tell Marce that her brother is a rat?
What will Armando think?
Wow!
So go ahead. Kick me out.
I'll start talking.
That's good. I'd go to that one.
Hey...
Good morning, girls.
Good morning.
What's wrong?
She looks sad.
Because of what you said about her look last night?
You told her she smelled like an old lady!
Did not!
That's not why she's sad.
She's sad... because of something else.
Are you not going to tell me the rest of the story?
What do you want me to do? Do you want me to beg?
Do you want me to... kneel?
Don't even think about it.
How does it feel?
Remember when you kept the bottle blonde's business
all for yourself?
Chofis, don't be so cryptic. Come on.
I'll only tell you because I love you.
This is only between you and me.
Promise you won't tell anyone.
-I won't. -Swear it!
-What? -Swear it.
I solemnly swear it.
Betty is in love with Mr. Armando Mendoza.
That's impossible.
How can she be in love with Mr. Mendoza?
-Be quiet! -Why?
Are you planning on telling the whole world?
How come? What makes you think that?
Don't you think it's weird that she's so loyal to him?
She has a boyfriend. Stop making things up.
Are you sure she has one?
Maybe she made him up
so she wouldn't have to say that she's alone.
-You see? -That's really juicy gossip.
Almost as good as if it came from me.
You need to hold your tongue.
It'd be terrible if everyone found out.
Betty's in love with the boss?
-What?! -What?!
-Good morning? -You again?
Yes.
You spent last night harassing me.
What do you want?!
You're so rude.
If it's a problem, I'll just ignore you.
It's a problem.
Now, get back to work. That's why they're paying you.
I'm going to use the restroom.
What am I going to do now?
Without Ricky and Danny...
I have bills. Who'll pay for them?
Jordan!
Of course!
Jordan will pay for everything.
The Squad will respect me.
They'll know who the real Patricia Fernandez is,
especially that damn meatball.
Oh, Patty!
Trust me, this hurts me more than you,
but I'm not stupid.
Oh, Patricia... my sweetest Barbie doll...
the distance between us keeps growing.
I can't keep lying.
I mean, if I could satisfy your every whim, I would,
but I think owning a racehorse would be cheaper.
I never thought this would happen,
but there's nothing I can do.
Plan B.
Thanks for everything, Jordan. Rest in peace.
"We regret to inform you Jordan Branch died in a maritime accident.
Let us all pray for his quick reincarnation."
Quick reincarnation?
I don't get the post.
He died!
Oh, no!
I'm a widow and I lost my baby!
At the same time!
The universe hates me.
Hey, Betty.
Mr. Armando!
Hi.
Yesterday you left without saying goodbye.
Is everything okay?
Yes. Everything's great.
Why?
How'd you leave? Did someone pick you up?
Yeah... my friend Nicolas.
Nicolas?
Why are you asking?
No reason.
I don't mean to pry in your personal life.
It is after all... personal.
It's got nothing to do with me. I'm just curious.
So you and Nicolas are really just friends?