[S9E12]: Pardon Our French
We get shots of Paris, France.
The scene focuses on a fabulous building in the heart of the bustling, historic city. In front of a residence building, we see a large sprinter van pull up. Olivia and Violette are the first to get out.
Olivia: “We’re here! Wow, it’s really in such a prime location, Vi!”
“It was a long flight, but I had a good laugh with my girl Violette. I’m bummed that Marcie is joining a day late, but I understand she has a lot going on at home.”
A male and female member of the house staff wait outside. Violette walks over to them.
Violette: “Bonjour Aurèlie et Gabriel ! C’est bon de te voir.”
Violette then turns back to the women.
Violette: “This is Aurèlie and Gabriel! They’ll be on duty the whole time we’re in Paris.” She smiles. “Shall we go pick rooms? They’ll carry our luggage up!”
Violette leads the women inside the building, the camera focuses on Valentina and Monsè as they admire where they are staying.
Monsè: “Damn, and I thought you were loaded Val!”
Valentina: “This is generational wealth! You know I’m that new money wealth! There’s a difference.” She laughs.
“Paris Fashion Week we are here! Thank god that Violette’s parents let us stay at their estate! This is wealth! Finally a girl who puts us up in a residence and not a shoebox hotel room! This is how I envisioned girls trip to be! So thank you Violette!”
Violette leads the women into the main living area.
Violette: “Welcome! Welcome! This is one of my family’s homes! Please, make yourself at home.”
Serena: “Oh wow. This is beautiful.” She gawks.
Monsè: “This place is INSANE!”
Valentina: “I mean this is jaw dropping! This is how I want the girls trip to be every time.”
Olivia: “Violette, thank you again for offering up your parents property for our stay in Paris! This trip will be fabulous, ladies. I want us all to have a fun time, okay? I know there is a lot going on back in Beverly Beach, but let’s just have a good time in Paris!”
Violette: “Of course, Liv! I really do want to have a great time here. Paris is my favorite place to be.” She claps.
Serena: “I can’t wait to see what this amazing trip had in store.”
“There is a lot of drama within this group. I’m hoping that we can keep that mess in Beverly Beach, and just have a good time in Paris. After all, I have a show to run!”
Violette: “I took the liberty of assigning the rooms for everyone so no one would fight for one!” She laughs. “Let’s go see them!”
The ‘Wives follow Violette as she walks down the hall to the first room.
Violette: “I’ve given this room to you, Liv. I think you’ll be quite happy in here. It’s the room with the most natural light. Like you exude!” She smiles.
Olivia: “Awww!! Thank you, babe. This is beautiful!”
Serena: “It really is! I may come in here!” She laughs.
Violette: “You’re welcome, girl!” She smiles at Olivia and walks out into the hallway. “Right across the hall, I’ve placed you, Valentina. I think this fits you best!”
Valentina: “Oh this is beautiful! I love this balcony that opens up to the streets!”
Monsè: “This is cute girl! I love the hint of Beverly Beach in Paris.”
Valentina: “I’m such a beach and palm trees girl!”
Serena: “Oh yes! Bongos and twerking tonight!” She laughs and gives Valentina a side hug.
Violette leads the remaining ‘Wives down the hall.
Violette: “Monsè, I have you in this room right here.”
We see Monsè look around the room skeptically and eye the painting on the wall.
Monsè: “Oh I love the color scheme in here! Gorgeous, thanks Violette!”
“Good thing I packed my sage!”
“She gets the darkest room. She has the darkest soul out of the group.”
Valentina: “Oh my god this is so elegant Monsè! And we have this Jack and Jill bathroom that connects us!”
Monsè: “Yesss perfect for me to steal your glam again!”
The ‘Wives walk to the next room.
Violette: “Serena, this here is you!”
Serena: “You better know how to accommodate a lady! I love this. Elegant and bright, like me and my future. Thank you baby.” She hugs Violette.
Valentina: “We are doing Bongos night in your room, Serena! I’m in a shoebox compared to your room!”
Serena: “Bongos and shots in my room! Enough room for booties everywhere!” She laughs.
We see Olivia rolling her eyes.
“Of course my room is better than the others. This is a lifestyle for me. Not just a weekend trip. It automatically gravitates towards me.”
We see Violette shows Yvonne her room, before stopping at the final room.
Violette: “Of course, I get the pink room!” She grins. “I’ll show Marcie her room when she arrives tomorrow. I hope you ladies all enjoy your room assignments and are comfortable there! I’m excited for this trip!”
Olivia: “Girls who are coming with me for the fittings, get ready! The Sprinter will be here in about an hour and a half!”
The scene fades as we get shots of the ‘Wives settling in.
The camera pans over the fabulous Parisian streets. It lands on a street cafè.
The camera then shows Valentina and Yvonne walking up together.
Valentina: “I just love Paris!”
We get a shot of Yvonne stumbling on the street.
Yvonne: “Oh my goodness, this ground is dangerous!”
Valentina chuckles and catches her.
Valentina: “I don’t need to call AARP do I!” They walk into the cafè. “Let’s get a drink and catch up!”
We see Valentina and Yvonne sit as they get their drinks.
Yvonne: “I love a Parisian cafe. So fun and fresh!” She smiles and looks around. “So how are you?” She sips her wine.
Valentina: “Girl I’m good, that flight here was crazy! We hit that turbulence and I thought the plane was going down!”
We see Yvonne just nod and smile.
“Valentina just has horrible nerves. I mean, she’s always frantic about something.”
Valentina: “Are you glad to be in Paris with the girls!? I hated Marcie didn’t come with us…Do you think Marcie is okay?”
Yvonne: “I think Marcie feels that she’s fine and that’s where I’m leaving her. I don’t think she feels that she’s in a bad relationship and she is very picky about who she blows up on.” She shrugs. “Do you think she’s okay?”
Valentina: “I want to believe she’s okay and she told me the reason she wasn’t going to be here when we came was because a difficult client was coming in but I just feel like there’s holes in her story. I had a friend drive by her shop today to see if she was there and she wasn’t, In fact it had she was out of town posted on the door the dates we are here in Paris. So she indeed was not working.”
Yvonne: “So…what do you think she’s doing?”
Valentina: “It makes me wonder if Jon didn’t want her to come on this trip….”
“Look I love Marcie but the story she is telling us is not aligning with what is happening back in Beverly Beach. I want Marcie to know she’s got a group of women who love and support her.”
Yvonne: “Why wouldn’t he want her here? From what I understand, it doesn’t seem like he really wants to be anywhere near her!”
Valentina: “I think it’s a control thing Yvonne. I think he likes for her to be right in Beverly Beach so if he wants her to come home and put dinner on the table she can.”
Yvonne: “Oh darling, Marcie can’t cook! She just bakes!” She laughs.
Valentina: “Anyways — I wanted to bring her up to let you know that I had Marcie and Serena over to help me with something and we got on the topic of you and Marcie expressed how she is infuriated with you.” She sips her cocktail.
Yvonne: “What did she say exactly?”
Valentina: “She said you lack empathy and you alleging that Jon throws her around was so out of line for you.”
Yvonne: “I don’t think what I said was particularly good but Marcie has to decide if her life troubles are a crutch to avoid accountability or something she doesn’t want to speak about.” She looks at Valentina. “This is what I mean by her being picky. Olivia has thrown darts at her, you were the one who really brought the allegations to the group, and I’m getting all the backlash!”
Valentina: “Wait wait wait just a minute.” She holds her hands up. “I didn’t bring the allegations to the group. I experienced his behavior first hand.”
Yvonne: “You have to know that we wouldn’t be talking about Jon as an abuser if it weren’t for your insistence on discussing it.”
“I’m not sure why Valentina is getting snappy with me when this is the truth: she brought up her alleged experiences with Jon, pushed me to have an intervention for Marcie, and was very vulgar toward Marcie at my home regarding her relationship.”
Valentina: “Well someone had to do it for Marcie. She wasn’t going to talk about all this on her own. But I certainly didn’t bring this to the group for everyone to weaponize her with this.” She shakes her head. “As someone who’s experience abuse from a loved one it’s not something we need to take lightly.”
Yvonne: “Okay Valentina, you’re missing the point. But nonetheless, I’d prefer if Marcie spoke to me directly and didn’t play telephone with you other ladies.”
Valentina: “Yvonne im having this conversation with you so you can talk with her about it. I obviously want resolution between you two.”
Yvonne: “I’m open to having another conversation but I’m not kissing her ass and tip-toeing around what’s already been put out there.”
Valentina: “I think a conversation is a start. Plus she was brought into this group as your friend Yvonne don’t you want to fix this?”
Yvonne: “Did I not just say I want to have a conversation, Val?” She squints.
Valentina: “Yes, don’t cut your eyes at me like that Yvonne! I’m trying to be your friend here! Geez!”
“ Yvonne and I’s relationship…. I’d say it’s better than mine and my mother’s. We are still warming up to each other.” She laughs. “I’m slowly peeling back those layers.”
Valentina: “Let’s talk about this fashion show with outdated fashions! How are you and Olivia doing, better?”
Yvonne: “Not at all better!” She laughs. “The last conversation I had with her was filled with insults. How do you feel about getting her employee disciplined?”
Valentina: “I thought it was strange she just demoted him from his position but still kept him on her payroll. It makes me wonder what they both have on each other. Don’t you think you’d fire an employee if they were bad mouthing you like Weston was?”
Yvonne: “Yes, I probably would but I think it’s moreso that Olivia doesn’t want his competition in the fashion space. Maybe she considers him a true threat, professionally speaking.”
Valentina: “That sounds about right and something along the lines that Weston has told Alekos. I mean have you seen that man’s fashion pieces?” She flips her hair.
Yvonne: “No, do you think they’re better than Olivia’s?”
Valentina: “Well of course! Olivia’s looks like her target audience is Stanford wife and Weston’s are pieces you see in Paris fashion week!”
Yvonne: “You mean stepford wife?”
Valentina laughs.
Valentina: “Is the pinot grigio kicking in? Yes! Stepford!” She taps her glass.
“Poor little Valentina…she’s so eager to get this shade out that she’s mixing up words.”
Valentina: “I just hope Olivia doesn’t get on her high horse and kick any of us out of her show. I plan to be on my P’s and Q’s this trip. I don’t need a repeat of Istanbul.”
Yvonne: “Or of what happened at the mansion dinner. I think she finally doesn’t hate your guts!”
Valentina laughs; the scene fades.
The next scene begins with shots of the busy streets of Paris. It lands one a large, black Sprinter van.
Inside; Olivia, Serena, Violette, and Monsè sit and chat.
“I asked Serena, Monse, and Violette to accompany to the venue for our rehearsal for the show tomorrow. When you’re as big of a name in fashion as I am, you get to do a run-through the day before the show. It’s time to make sure everything goes to plan.”
The Sprinter van pulls up to the venue. The ‘Wives get out and begin to walk inside.
Violette: “I am so excited!” She claps.
Inside of a large room we see The Blake Agency branding. Rows of models sit in chairs as they begin to get their makeup done. We see rolling racks of the garments for the show.
Monsè: “Olivia, how are you feeling girl?! I can already tell the show’s gonna be a hit!” She motions around.
Olivia: “I am feeling great, Monsè!”
“Miss Monsé is officially a model!! Of course, I’d rather have my girls Val and Marcie here for this big moment, but I’m not gonna let anything or anyone get in the way of this huge moment.”
Olivia leads Violette, Monsè, and Serena to two empty chairs infront of mirrors so the models can get their makeup done.
Olivia: “Sit! Sit!” Monsè and Violette sit. “Okay ladies, thank you for coming!” She grins. “I just want to make sure that the two of you…” She points to Violette and Monsè. “Are ready for your big moment.”
Violette: “I am definitely ready. I was born for this.” She smizes. “I’m kidding!” She laughs.
Monsè: “Oh I’m more than ready, hunni. You do not have to worry about me. I know all about dealing with… personalities on set.” She glances at Violette.
“I am still so happy that Olivia asked me to model in her show. I just have to make sure I upstage that demon Monsè the Monster.” She makes a face then laughs.
Olivia: “And you…” She turns to Serena. “Are all setup for your duties tomorrow. I want to make sure we are all good ladies!”
Serena: “I have everything set and ready for tomorrow! I’m so glad you decided to allow me to be apart.”
There is a montage of the girls getting their makeup done. Olivia adjusting things on the model’s garments. The finally, we see Olivia, Serena, and some of her team sit in chairs by the runway. They do a runthrough of their show.
Olivia: “Yassss!”
Serena: “Oh this is it!” She snaps.
The scene slows as Olivia, Serena, Monsè, and Violette sit at the end of the walkway and chat.
Olivia: “Great job girlies! I can’t wait for tomorrow! Serena, weren’t they stunning?!”
Serena: “You guys were absolutely beautiful!”
Monsè: “Thank you ladies!! I was nervous getting on the runway for the first time but” She snaps. “We did the damn thing!”
Violette glances at Monsè and then smiles.
Violette: “We did, didn’t we.” She quickly looks Monsè up and down.
“Monse, you’d think would be a perfect person to be a model. She’s tall, she’s slim… whenever she’s sucking in that beer gut and hiding her stretch marks. But, she walks sort of like she has something stuck up her bum.” She makes a face. “I definitely outsold her!”
Olivia: “Monsè you were perf! Tomorrow will be amazing. I’m so excited to be doing this with you 3 girls.” She smiles. “Thank you, seriously.”
Serena: “You are going to be amazing tomorrow! And with what I’ve already seen, you’re gonna knock this whole show out of the park!”
“Tomorrow’s show is so important to me and it means a lot that these women will be part of it.”
Serena looks over to Olivia.
Serena: “How are you feeling?”
Olivia: “I’m feeling fabulous, Serena!” She turns to Monsè who sits on the walk and then back to Serena. “But, you two…are you good? I know you’ve had some rocky bumps, but how are you both doing with your friendship today?”
Serena chuckles and we get a shot of Violette looking between the two.
Monsè: “I mean, we agreed to let bygones be bygones right?” She looks at Serena. “I’d say we’re doing just fine. We’re not friends or anything, but we’ve been in the same room for an hour and haven’t killed each other.” She laughs. “I think that’s something!”
“I truly can and will be professional, by all means. But Monsé is just very hard to get along with. I think it’s because she really doesn’t have her own mind sometimes.”
Violette: “So… is everything truly and really resolved then?” She perks up. “She is doing your makeup tomorrow. You better hope it is and pray she doesn’t paint your face horribly and set you up!” She giggles and looks around. “Ah, I kid! I kid!”
Olivia: “I don’t think she’d do that, Violette. Serena is a professional.” She looks at Serena.
“Serena is being compensated for her work and signed a contract to perform. If she were to show her ass by making Monse look anything less than stellar, there would be legal ramifications.”
Serena: “Of course I’m a professional! I wouldn’t let petty things get in the way of my business.” She looks to Monsè. “It’s just… sometimes things don’t feel genuine with you, Monsé. I’ve been able to create a meaningful connection with everyone here except you.”
Violette: “Ouch.” She clenches her teeth.
Monsè: “Okay… If that’s how you feel that’s fine, but let’s not pretend I was the one dragging out an issue for months ago. I’ve been moved on from the BS in Istanbul last year, and I’ve been clear about that for months. If you don’t feel there’s a friendship here, I’m totally fine leaving it as a business relationship.”
Serena: “I totally forgive you for that incident. I understand you had a position to play and you played it, but what I am saying is, since we both decided to move on.. it still feels disingenuous. That’s all.” She shrugs. “I don’t hate you like you think I do. I just don’t beg anybody to like me now, doll face.” She laughs.
Monsè rolls her eyes.
She begins the confessional by mocking Serena.
“You’re fake! You’re a mean girl!” She scoffs. “Serena is always trying to paint me out to be the bad guy when the truth is she just doesn’t like me. PERIOD! Just admit that and move on. We don’t have to be friends, girl!”
Olivia: “Ladies, I want you to start from scratch and try to work on a friendship. Today could be a new start, you have something in common….a love for fashion.” She laughs. “There’s something!”
Monsè: “Serena, look. For the sake of the group I’m happy to start from scratch and bond over fashion or whatever. I think for now though, we should take the little wins and be thankful that everyone is cordial for the show. Don’t you think, Olivia?”
Serena: “I agree. Let’s just go slow.”
Olivia: “Okay ladies — you’re right Monsè.” She gets up. “Let’s practice one more time before heading back to find Yvonne and Val.”
The scene fades out as Vi and Monse are walking the cat walk practicing.
We get shots of the ‘Wives getting ready back at Violette’s family home as night falls over Paris. Some of the women are getting glam, some are dressing. Eventually there is a montage as the women make their way out of the property. There is a transition as they walk into Le Clarence, one of Paris’ hottest and most upscale restaurant.
“I was able to score a dinner table at one of Paris’s most elite restaurants. I’m excited to eat a great meal and just have a good night tonight with the girls.” She smiles.
The women are lead into a private dining room with a large table set up.
The camera focuses on Olivia who walks over to Violette.
Olivia: “Hey Vi, thanks for putting this together!”
Violette kisses Olivia on the cheek.
Violette: “You look so fab tonight! I love this pop of color, doll!”
Olivia: “Thanks baby!” She takes her seat. “This is just fabulous, I must say!”
“Violette has been amazing as a co-host for my trip. She’s really taken over so I can focus on my fashion show!”
The camera pans to Valentina and Monsé who take a seat next to eachother across the table.
Valentina: “It really is beautiful! Violette, I need your contacts!” She laughs.
Violette: “Val, you’re so funny.”
Monsè: “This place is bougie even for Paris! Thanks for the hookup, Violette babe.”
Violette glances at Monsè and chuckles.
Violette: “Isn’t all of Paris usually bougie? Maybe not the parts you can afford to stay at, so understandable.” She laughs. “Ah, I kid!”
Valentina: “I’m just glad I’m finally on a trip that’s my caliber of vacations!”
Monsè: “You shady bitch!”
“This girls’ trip has been a hell of a lot better than Istanbul. Sorry Monsè! Let’s hope dinner goes smoothly!”
The camera shows two sets of legs walking through the restaurant in slow motion. The shot switches as the door of the private dining room opens; Marcie and Yvonne walk in together.
Marcie: “Woww Violette! This is beautiful thank you so much for having me! I’m happy I got in earlier than expected!”
Violette: “Marcie! Glad you made it!”
We see the ‘Wives get up to hug Marcie and Yvonne. The camera pans to Olivia who avoids Yvonne.
“I’m hoping that tonight, we can really hash out our remaining differences so that things can be peaceful tomorrow for Olivia’s show. Although she’s been a pain in my ass lately, she deserves success without any interference from our petty mess as a group.”
The group all sits down now. The waiter brings out a few bottles of wine for the ladies and pours everyone a glass.
Valentina: “So how was the fitting rehearsal?” She sips her wine.
Monsè: “It went really well! I’m excited to strut the runway tomorrow now that I know what to expect. I’m just happy to be a part of Olivia’s big day though.”
Olivia: “I think it was fantastic! Vi and Monse did a fabulous job and Serena is all set.”
As the ‘Wives talk, we see a blonde woman walk into the room and stand behind Violette, rubbing her back.
Yvonne: “Who the hell is this?!” She looks at the woman.
Violette turns around.
Violette: “Mom!”
Cèline: “Bonjour! I just wanted to stop by and meet all of my sweet girl’s friends. I’m Cèline. Violette’s mother.” She says with a thick french accent.
Marcie: “Oh wow hi Celine!” She smiles.
Valentina: “Oh hi Celine, you look young enough to be Violette’s sister! I’m sure you get that a lot. They look like fraternal twins to me.” She points between the two.
Cèline: “Oh, well. You are adorable.” She smiles at Valentina. “You’re a cute girl. All of you are! Well, I just wanted to come over and introduce myself.”
Monsè: “Who’s your doctor boo? I need their number before the wrinkles start to come in.” She nods at Cèline, impressed.
Cèline makes a face and Yvonne scoffs.
Yvonne: “Monsè, that’s inappropriate.”
Monsè: “I’m admiring his work, Yvonne. You might want his number too.” She looks Yvonne up and down.
Yvonne: “Well only one of us can probably afford it.” She sips her wine.
Olivia gives Yvonne and Monsè death glares before turning back to Cèline with a big smile on her face.
Olivia: “Cèline, will you be watching your daughter walk in my show tomorrow?”
Cèline: “Ah, yes! I forgot about her big debut. I shall be there.”
Valentina: “I’m sure you are so proud of your daughter, she’s a mogul in Beverly Beach! I mean she’s quite the beauty Celine. I see where she gets it from!”
Yvonne: “A mogul?” She makes a face.
Cèline: “Such kind words! I will now leave you be…It was nice meeting you girls! We must have you girls over in our place in Canada.”
The ‘Wives say bye to Cèline as she walks out. The waiter now begins bringing out food for the women. The women begin eating.
Valentina: “Olivia I’m glad you invited us all here to celebrate you, I know you and Weston have worked so hard on this collaboration!” She cuts into her steak.
Marcie looks at Valentina and sips her wine; Yvonne giggles.
Olivia: “Oh no, Weston isn’t here. He hasn’t worked on this particular line, this is all me this time.” She smiles.
Valentina: “Oh?” She looks confused. “I thought he had told Alexos he was going to be here. What made you keep him at home?” She glares at Olivia.
Olivia: “Well, he was demoted due to the things you and Monsè told me he said about me. So he is managing the agency while the team is here.”
Valentina: “Oh well about that Yvonne and I were talking earlier about that and we just found it weird that you just demoted him and didn’t just fire him completely.”
Yvonne: “Valentina!”
Violette shakes her head at Valentina. We see Marcie glance between Olivia and Valentina.
“Honeyyyyy.. this digging into Olivia’s work relationships isn’t going to end well for.. well anyone sitting here. I just hope I can finish my meal before they start arguing .”
Olivia: “Well I care about my employees and up until this, he has been a good employee. Had I terminated him, he has a lengthy non-compete clause in his contract that would have seen him not able to make any money, and I would never do that to him.” She picks up her wine glass. “At least in the fashion industry.” She takes a sip.
Valentina: “That sounds about right. I mean are you afraid he may be competition to you?”
Olivia snorts.
Olivia: “Afraid? No.” She laughs. “Weston has a great eye for fashion and I’m sure he’d be great if he ever ventured out to start his own company but my non-compete is lengthy and I wouldn’t want him to go broke in Beverly Beach and have to go back to Kent, Ohio where I found him.”
“I’m not sure why Valentina is so worried about Weston the Blake Agency. Perhaps she’s bothered that she’s too old to be a model for me.”
Yvonne: “A lengthy non-compete sounds very…manipulative. Why would you try to bankrupt employees?” She raises an eyebrow at Olivia.
Violette: “My God.” She makes a face at Yvonne and rolls her eyes.
Olivia: “Well Yvonne, perhaps you need to take some lessons from Olivia Blake on how to properly run a multi-millionaire dollar company.”
Yvonne: “Not if I have to conduct business like this — your lessons are more suited for a Trump kind of audience.”
“It’s the business, and it’s cutthroat. What do you want me to say? The boy kept a job!”
Monsè smirks a bit.
“Olivia is doing charity work keeping the demon twink around if you ask me. I think she’s better off without him sabotaging her.” She shrugs.
Yvonne: “I also find it convenient that you can always throw darts my way but these two — “ She points to Monsè and Valentina. “Can try to wreak havoc and cause you embarrassment but it’s all fine.”
Olivia: “Oh please, Yvonne give me a break.” She rolls her eyes and sets her napkin down. “What’s with this hard on you have for me lately? Why are you so bothered?”
Yvonne: “Bothered by you?” She laughs. “I don’t even know sewer rats who’d be jealous of you — “
Violette: “Yvonne, that’s so rude to say.” She shakes her head.
Yvonne: “Actually, I take that back. Based on how Valentina speaks of your business, she might be bothered by lack of involvement.”
Olivia: “Those granny panties of yours have been so far twisted up your ass since I’ve been back around.” She laughs and takes a bite of steak. “Relax, babe.”
Yvonne: “No one cares about you, girl. You moved back to boost your business.”
Valentina: “Wait what do Monsè and I have to do with you two fighting, Yvonne?” She looks down the table.
Olivia looks over at Yvonne.
Olivia: “Monsè and I are very good so don’t try and bring her into whatever game you’re trying to play. Valentina, I barely know her but I do know she gets a bit unruly with a couple cocktails so I will chalk it up to that.” She shrugs.
Yvonne: “None of us have to be jealous of a sugar mama! I’m simply pointing out a hypocrisy.”
Olivia: “A sugar mama? Where do you get this stuff? Do you sit alone at night and write these things in your notes app while Horace is drooling? We all know you aren’t having sex with his erectile disfunction.”
Monsè chokes on her wine and Marcie’s eyes widen.
Yvonne: “No, unlike you, I don’t think about other women when I’m near my man. Maybe you should reconsider who you’re laying with at night. Perhaps panties instead of boxers.” She points to Olivia.
Violette: “You guys… come on. We are in Paris and in this very effluent restaurant. Let’s have some class.” She laughs and looks around.
Yvonne: “It’s affluent, darling not effluent.”
Olivia: “Perhaps Horace can do some ads for the blue chew pill to help with your struggles. What you’re doing now is not working. You’ve fell off, my love. The clock is ticking.”
Violette gasps a bit.
“Olivia… I’ve never seen this side of her. I kind of… I like it.” She snaps. “She’s getting at that witch, Yvonne and she’s getting her good.”
Yvonne: “Maybe Horace can have an honest job instead of what it is Brandon does- gain profits by ruining lives.” She shrugs.
Olivia: “Get a life Yvonne Langley.” She laughs. “You are the queen of fabrications and flatulence. You smell.” She turns to the table.
“I’m tired of the stench, quite frankly.”
Yvonne: “Not as bad as your sales.” She covers her nose. “PEE-YEW!”
Olivia: “My sales must be really poor to be invited to Paris Fashion Week. Meanwhile your artwork is still hung up in that small antique shop behind Dollar Tree in Beverly Bluff.”
Marcie’s jaw drops.
Yvonne: “Don’t flatter yourself. There’s not a Dollar Tree in Beverly Beach and if there is, it’s staffed by your employees that you underpay. Don’t be so greedy! Were you invited to Fashion Week to present or invited to pay for play?”
Olivia: “I was invited because I am a top dog in the fashion world. You’re a measly art piddler. Shame.” She laughs.
Yvonne: “You may be a female dog in the industry but the last time you were on top, the economy collapsed.”
Olivia: “Oh please. The Blake Agency does very well. You’re losing it.”
Yvonne: “Now what else is going on?” She sips her wine.
Olivia: “Yes, enough of Yvonne’s mouth. Let’s move on and have a nice night. This steak is delicious!”
Yvonne: “Let’s. And cheers to Olivia’s show tomorrow, let’s hope she doesn’t have a hot flash and melt in the middle of it.”
The camera pans to Valentina covering her face with a napkin.
Olivia: “We have a big day tomorrow ladies, shall we get back to our rooms and get some good rest.”
We get a shot of the ‘Wives at the table, still in shock of Olivia and Yvonne’s fight, the scene fades and the episode ends.
