Grace Stirs Up Success Page #4

You don't have to be nervous.

I'll hold her.

Hi.

Hello.

You ready?

Now make sure you

support her head.

Here we go.

You got her.

Wow-ow-ow.

I've never held a baby

this small before.

A perfect little angel.

Oh...

Not again.

When will this night ever end?

She's finally asleep.

Shh...

Good morning.

Be very quiet,

she is sleeping.

How can something

so tiny be so loud.

But she is a sweet one.

I'm going back to bed.

Sylvie, you woke the baby.

Sylvie.

Sylvie?

It was me.

I was so tired, I bumped into Sylvie

and made her dropped her book.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Just try and be a little more

careful next time, okay.

Why did you

do that for me?

I...

hasn't been...

...very nice.

I know.

But.

We're family.

And with family,

even if you don't

always get along.

you always have each other's backs.

That means help each other out.

Sylvie.

What's wrong?

This has been hard for me.

The baby.

You.

- Jes... Now, what did I do?

- No.

Scratch that one.

I mean.

A few years ago,

my mother died,

and there is just

me and Papa.

2 of us.

Now, nothing is the same.

I'm sorry Sylvie,

that must be hard.

Especially with all these

new people around.

And one of them is

sharing your room.

That's okay.

I should not blame you.

You and your mother came to help.

I get things are different with

the new baby and stepMom.

But,

just think.

You get like...

a bonus family, right?

Like, my grandparents.

Now, they are your

grandparents too.

That sounds nice.

But for my Papa,

I always feel like

I'm in his way.

I know all about

being in his way.

You are good baker,

do not be scared of him.

Underneath, he's just

a big puppy dog.

Oh no.

Not again.

Kid's got a set of lungs.

Yeah.

This worked.

I cannot believe the baby

sleep for 4 hours last night.

It is a miracle.

And I can't believe that 4 hours

of sleep feels like a miracle.

I know.

I feel sorry for Papa.

He's so tired,

and there's so much to do.

I know.

I wish there is some way

we can help him more.

Bonbon.

Hi!

- You know this little cher.

- He comes by sometimes.

I call it, Bonbon.

Wait a second.

I just thought of the

perfect way to help your Dad.

How?

I'm going to get that guy to sell

Bernard's pastries in his hotel.

Grace, it must be that

lose sleep makes you crazy.

Papa has been trying to talk to

Monsieur Pernaud about that for a long time.

If we can just get Jean-Luc to try

one of you Dad's amazing macarons,

he'll change his mind.

You really think we can do it?

Definitely.

Look out, Monsieur Pernaud.

Prepare to meet your baker.

Excuse me.

Could I speak to Mr. Pernaud, yours please?

Please.

Yeah.

What she said.

I'm sorry, but Mr. Pernaud is too busy.

He said Monsieur Pernaud is too busy.

Um

For how long will he be busy?

For a very very long time.

Well...

That's alright.

We don't mind waiting,

if you could just show

us where to stand.

But, of course.

Follow me.

You can wait here,

as long as you like.

Come on.

Okay.

Now, it's on.

Let's go.

Follow me.

Now!

Looks like the coast is clear.

Now, all we have to do

is find Monsieur Pernaud's office.

Hm.

Sylvie. I think it's time

we give Bonbon a bath.

What is this?

M. Pernaud

Oh.

Hello, yes. Bernard here.

Who's speaking.

Oh.

Hello, Jean-Luc.

Yes, how are you?

Yes.

Thank you, thank you.

Um-hum. Yes.

Yes.

What?

How's that?

A dog?

A dog in your hotel?

Oh oh.

Do you think

we are in trouble?

What if Jean-Luc is

mad about Bonbon.

Thank you.

Thank you, Jean-Luc.

Let's just...

hope he's a dog person.

That was Mr. Pernaud.

He was calling

to inform me that

2 girls and a dog

took quite a stand today.

Uncle Bernard,

we were just trying to help.

And you did.

Jean-Luc wants me to

provide all of the desserts

for his annual Bastille Day party.

- What's Bastille Day?

- It's like French' 4th of July.

The party is next weekend

and it is a big order.

- Okay.

- I will need a lot of help from everyone.

You too, Grace.

You want me to help

with the baking?

Yes yes.

You're ready.

Everything must be perfect.

This is my one shot.

I put every bit of money

we have into the ptisserie.

What if I blew it?

What if he hates

everything I make?

If this goes wrong,

I'll be ruined.

Good.

Good.

Now, make sure the mixture

is forming soft peaks.

It must be absolutely perfect.

I think it's ready.

No-no-no...

This won't do at all.

But.

I follow your directions and...

these are definitely soft peaks.

It's not you, Grace.

It's the recipe.

We must dazzle

Jean-Luc and his guests.

It needs a little bit of...

Je Ne sais quoi.

- Je Ne sais quoi?

- Um-hm.

I don't remember that

from the recipe.

What did I say?

It's not an ingredient.

It's a french phrase.

It means,

"I do not know what. "

We use it to mean

a little something extra,

that can't quite be

described in words.

Here.

It's better if I show you.

Girls, today we seek the

elusive "Je Ne sais quoi".

That surprising,

unexpected ingredient.

Oh.

Like...

the violet.

Did you just...

eat a flower?

It's a candied Violet

So good, try it.

Wow.

- Amazing.

- Or this cheese.

Mm.

Oh.

Or maybe,

perhaps this escargot.

Wonderful.

Non.

Non?

Non.

I do not need to taste it.

Oh.

What're these beautiful bottles?

Of course.

The vinegar balsamic.

Just a drop of balsamic vinegar

in the butter cream

filling of the macaron.

A bit of sour

develope into sweet.

Grace, I believe you have found

our "Je Ne sais quoi".

See, just a big puppy dog.

Excellent.

Oh, no. I see I've been

working everyone too hard.

Maybe it's time to

turn in for the night.

But, we can't.

The party's tomorrow.

I think we're fine.

We just need a little

musical inspiration.

I didn't think you for a dancer,

Uncle Bernard.

I thought you want

the kitchen to be serious.

Baking is serious.

But I like to have fun

doing it.

No?

A little "joie de vie".

Um.

Joie de what?

Joie de vie.

Joy of life.

We must find something

wonderful in everything we do.

Grace and Sylvie,

you work on the fruit tarts.

Colette, you back up.

Now, everyone have their jobs.

- Yes!

- Yes!

You hear that.

The music of the kitchen.

Like a little dance.

Clean that up.

Attention.

Whoa.

Mmm.

- Oh.

- Come on, Grace.

Oh.

I need that.

Go for it, Grace.

Yeh.

Yeah.

Yehh!

Let's hurry.

I want to get home to spend

as much time as I can

with my petite chrie

Well.

I hope these don't get,

how you say,

smoosh

going to the party.

This party could change

everything for my family for good.

Or bad.

You've done everything you could to

make sure people will love your desserts.

In fact, I've never met anyone

more prepared than you.

Except,

maybe me.

And.

Yes, Grace?

I just want to say thanks.

I've learn a lot from you.

Like...

today, when you make sure

everyone have their own job.

We all felt like we are part

of making things happen.

It's an important part

of running a bakery.

Everyone has a job.

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