Love by Design Page #3

I need a drink.

(upbeat music)

(chattering)

- I'm still working at

the clothing factory,

but I got promoted to

apparel quality

controller number eight!

- Yay.

- Well, it's not glamorous,

but at least I

have a steady job.

- Which is more than I can say.

- Yeah, well, you never know

what is going to happen.

There are rumors that

somebody might buy the plant.

Yeah, could be a bad thing.

Or maybe it's a good thing

and the new owner will

give us all a raise.

- Let's hope.

- Vlad.

(speaking foreign language)

How about a welcome home drink

for my beautiful single cousin?

- Sofia!

- What?

(upbeat music)

- [Danielle] Thank you.

- Hey, she's single.

- Hey, hey, hey!

- Stop telling everyone.

- Let's find a table.

Oh, hottie alert.

- Where?

Wow, I'm sorry.

Did I do that?

- No, I was aiming

for that picture.

- Are you being sarcastic?

- Just a little bit.

- Hey Adrian, are you

gonna play or what?

- Do you wanna

take a shot at me?

- Nah I'm good, but

uh, see you around.

Why did you walk away?

- Trust me, I'm not

that guy's type.

- Okay, forget about him.

I have a plan for you.

- I'm glad someone does.

- You should stay here and

start your own magazine.

- It's not that simple.

- Well, maybe not,

but just remember,

in Romania, you are a fat fish

in a skinny pond.

- Got that.

(cheering)

(upbeat dance music)

(laughing)

(cheering)

All right, Romania,

the fat fish is back!

(cheering)

(upbeat dance music)

Ssshht!

- [Sofia] I didn't say anything!

(goat bleating)

- What was that?

- What?

- I think I woke up the goat.

(laughing)

(frolicking music)

(rooster clucking)

- Good, you're up.

- Oh, not so loud.

- Here, I brought

you salty coffee,

to help you get over last night.

Drink.

- Thanks.

- Okay.

- Oh...

(calming music)

It's so strange

without Dad here.

- I know, we all miss him.

- Mom, are you all right?

- I am now that I

have my daughter home.

Look, it's a beautiful day.

Do you know what you need?

- Sunglasses.

- No, to stay busy.

- Well, I haven't stopped

since I came here.

- You came home because

you subconsciously

wanted to get back

to your roots.

So, put on some

comfortable clothes,

wash your hands and go

out and milk the goat.

(frolicking music)

- Work with me,

Maloo, work with me.

- Yeah, Grandma, it's

nice to be validated.

Thanks.

(phone buzzing)

- Hello?

- Danielle, I'm

freaking out here.

I screwed up a shoe

order and I'm desperate.

Vivien wanted the Jimmy

Choo fringed sandal

but they sent the color

block gladiator instead.

Now they're back-ordered.

- Claire!

Well, didn't you

hear me calling you?

- I'm sorry, Vivien.

- Well where are the sandals?

- They're on back order.

- Well, what good is that?

- Tell her Enzo is

over-nighting the Sergio Rossi

geometric sandals from Milan.

- Enzo from Milan

is over-nighting the

Sergio Rossi sandals.

You know, the one from

the geometric line?

- Oh, good.

- Thanks for the rescue.

- Why's our dinner not here yet?

- Uh, it will be

here in a minute.

- Did you print

out the mock-ups?

- I don't have the flash drive.

- Elaine?

- Yes?

- Why didn't you give

Claire the flash drive?

- I have it here.

- [Vivien] What

good is that to her?

- I need these in

color and full res.

And don't use the chintzy paper.

- I am in hell.

- I'm sorry, Claire.

How are Lance and

Elaine getting along?

- Oh, they've kind

of become a thing,

but we don't need to go there.

How's everything with you?

- Yeah, I'm fine, I'm

just milking Maloo,

my grandmother's goat.

- (laughs) Funny.

- No, I really am

milking a goat.

(relaxing music)

(speaking foreign language)

- Now we have enough

potatoes to feed

the entire Romanian

wrestling team.

- Good.

- All right, well I'm

gonna go take a bath now.

- Before you do that,

can you run into town

and pick me up some

olives and pickles?

I'm making potato salad.

- Sure.

Be back in a bit.

- Why does she

need the car keys?

(groaning)

- What the heck?

Why isn't it working?

(foreboding music)

Okay, there's no engine.

Hey, my old scooter!

(frolicking music)

- [Veta] Danielle!

- Hi.

- So nice to see you

after all this time!

You are so big.

- Thank you, I think.

(laughs)

- Cosmin!

(speaking foreign language)

Danielle is here!

- Tell me, how can I help you?

- I need some olives

and pickles, please.

- Yes, we have olives here.

- I go get the pickles.

- Okay.

- Okay, thank you.

Hmm!

It's hot, it's hot!

Hot, hot!

(laughs)

- Danielle, no not, no hot.

- Yeah, perfect.

- Pickles.

- Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

- [Veta] You're welcome.

- How much do I owe you?

- It's a gift.

- Oh that's so sweet,

but I'm happy to pay.

- Please take it,

we want to help.

Since you lost your big job.

- Oh...

Okay.

Thank you.

- [Veta] You're welcome.

(frolicking music)

- [Salesman] Here, chocolate.

- Oh thank you.

- Chocolate, to make

you feel better.

We also heard about

your boyfriend.

- So sad.

(foreboding music)

- [Danielle] Bye!

(cheerful upbeat music)

- Ah, get out of the way!

(bell ringing)

(screaming)

(scooter horn honking)

- I'm sorry, that

was totally my fault.

Are you okay?

Oh, he's cute.

Please don't be dead,

I'm gonna go get help.

You stay here.

(frantic music)

Help, over here, over here!

- Ah, he's back.

- Yeah, where am I?

- Hi.

- It's you.

- I'm Danielle, the one

who ran you off the road.

- That's right.

- [Danielle] You hit

your head on a tree.

- Yeah, you have a pretty

good lump over there.

- Yeah, I can feel that now.

- Okay, how many fingers?

- Three.

- [Doctor] Okay

what's your name?

- Adrian Edwards.

- Good, you should be okay.

Here, ice will help.

- Owh!

(dog barking)

- Ah, that's my next patient.

- You brought me to a vet?

- Yeah.

(calming music)

Are you sure you're okay?

- Yeah, it's just a bump.

- I'm so sorry.

It was the closest medical

facility I could find.

- I suppose I should be

grateful you didn't leave me

on the side of the road.

Do you know what

happened to my bike?

- I'm not sure it

survived the crash.

- Right.

Cause I kind of borrowed that

from the landlord of the pub.

- I hope it didn't have

any sentimental value.

- He did seem rather attached.

- I could try to see if

someone could fix it for you.

- Yeah, that would be great.

If you could, I mean I'm

kinda new around here, so.

- Can I give you ride somewhere?

- You're funny.

Oh, you want me to get on

the back of that thing?

- [Danielle] Yeah.

- I'm not sure I'll

fit in the basket.

(warm music)

I haven't done this

since I was 16.

Hold on.

- You staying here?

- Yep.

- I vaguely remember being

at this pub last night.

- That you were.

Dodging darts and crowd

surfing as I recall.

- That's embarrassing.

- Well, thank you for such

an interesting encounter.

It's not often I'm run

into by girls like you.

- I've got to go take my

mother her pickles now.

And don't worry about your bike,

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