Mommy?
- We're gonna be late. - That's the plan.
Really? And why is that?
Because we're young, beautiful women with high-paying jobs...
...living in the greatest city in the world.
People should wait for us.
How did you get hot water?
I let the super buy me coffee. I didn't wear a bra.
Have you had any relationship with a man...
...that wasn't based on sexuality and manipulation?
Holly, that's the reason that men were put on this earth...
...to make life easier for beautiful women.
He fixed the oven light and the window in the living room.
You think we can still be roommates if one of us gets promoted?
I don't think it'll be a problem.
As long as it's me who gets promoted.
Hey.
Yeah, I'm gonna have to work late. We're just leaving now.
Red.
The lacy ones.
You play your cards right, maybe I'll stop by after the party.
Okay. Me too.
So when do I get to meet him?
Not until I'm certain there's nothing he can do to make life easier for you.
Oh, come on, Holly. I was only kidding.
Don't be so sensitive.
This way, please.
- That's great. Look over here. - That's great. Beautiful.
A little smile.
Right this way.
- Good times. - Champagne.
Champagne. Two champagnes, please.
- Two champagnes. - Thank you.
Ladies.
Mr. Foster, the new collection looks unbelievable.
The clothes sold themselves. The press loves you.
Thank you. If you'll excuse me.
So where's the new client, Mr. Rifkin?
David Kray. He's opening up a new restaurant in Midtown...
...and he's hired Simpkins to do his P.R.
They seem to be doing an excellent job...
...hiding him rather than promoting him.
You two innocent, lovely young things would be doing him a great favor...
...by stealing him from Simpkins' incompetence.
Say no more.
Holly, just so there's not a misunderstanding...
...I want this promotion. - So do I.
Which is why I wanna be upfront about everything.
We're gonna land the account together...
...but David Kray is going to give me the credit for it.
By the time I'm done with him, he'll be writing me a letter of recommendation.
You fuck him, then you fuck me?
It's not personal, Holly.
It is to me.
You're not gonna fuck David...
...and you're certainly not gonna fuck me.
- We'll see. - We will.
- Having a good time? - Having a good time?
- I'm doing fine, thanks. - Holly Parker. Nice to meet you.
Jan Lambert.
- David Kray. - So...
...I hear that you're opening up a new restaurant in a couple of weeks.
Leonard Rifkin's A-team.
And my backup.
- What's the name of your restaurant? - Zucca's.
Elegant.
Understated.
Intriguing.
Like the owner, I'm sure.
So this is your party?
Our company represents Mr. Foster, a fashion designer.
Did you enjoy his show?
Well...
- I don't know much about fashion... - I didn't like it either.
- I'd love to see your new restaurant. - We'd both love to see it.
Well, I could maybe arrange a tour sometime.
- Tomorrow afternoon? - Let's do it tonight.
- Tonight? - No time like the present.
Hey, thanks. Let's go.
It's perfect.
You've done an amazing job. This is beautiful.
I love the bar.
Great ambience.
I wanted it to be timeless, you know?
No gimmicks. Just a place you go for a special occasion.
We'll arrange a press preview on opening night.
An A-list crowd that will attract photographers.
Wait a minute. I already have a contract with a P.R. Firm.
You deserve so much more than they're giving you, David.
You deserve the best.
Let us help you. Don't let all your hard work go to waste.
Simpkins isn't holding up their end of the deal.
Why should you?
What if I told you we could set up a press preview for you by Friday?
You could get press in here by Friday night?
Print and electronic.
You have my personal guarantee.
Your restaurant will open with a bang.
You're on.
How'd I do?
You were great.
I believe a proper thank-you is in order.
I could hardly keep my hands off you in the restaurant.
It's too late for sweet talk. I saw the way you looked at Jan.
Visions of a threesome dancing in that little head of yours.
I think I've got all I can handle right here.
But I don't think Jan is the type to take losing very lightly.
Yeah, she'll go postal if she finds out about us.
Only because she didn't think of staging a new client for herself.
Gonna be a disappointing night for you if you don't stop talking about Jan.
- Who? - That's my man.
Hey.
It's Jan.
Yeah?
Probably wondering why you didn't come home last night.
I'm a big girl. I spend the occasional night out.
Yeah. With who?
Jealousy is so not sexy.
Yeah, well, I just wanna make sure the girl I'm falling in love with...
...feels the same way about me.
- You know I do. - Oh, yeah? Then say it.
Hello.
I'm sorry. I looked for you before I left.
They specifically asked for me?
You're not serious.
After all the effort to set this up you're gonna miss the first event?
- Come on. You should be there. - It's a press preview, David.
A few reporters lob softball questions your way...
...and then write that you're a great guy.
Even Jan can take care of that.
I thought the point was we didn't want Jan taking care of it.
I don't. But Jan said Rifkin asked me to handle the meeting personally.
It's a big hotel account in Chicago. She wasn't very happy about it.
Neither am I.
It's a big opportunity.
If I can land this and your restaurant...
...game over.
Bigger and better.
It's one night.
And I've made it very clear...
...there's no one bigger or better in my world.
I will personally handle every detail of opening night.
I promise.
I love you.
I'll call you.
The art was something that...
...basically, I'd seen in a picture in college, and it really inspired me...
...and the restaurant fell in place after that.
How long have you been working on Zucca?
Basically, the place has been a dream of mine since I was in college.
I wanted a place that was elegant but understated...
...and intriguing.
- What's next on the horizon? - Do you plan on opening any more?
Hi, this is David. Please leave a message.
Hey, it's me. I finally made it. My flight was almost two hours late.
How'd the press preview go? Call me with the details.
I'm sure they loved you.
I do.
You were very impressive today, Mr. Kray.
I was, wasn't I?
You were. To you.
To you.
You did a great job. Thank you.
To us.
- Hi. - Hi.
Checking in. My name's Holly Parker.
I'm sorry. There's no reservation under your name.
It's probably under PYK Public Relations.
Sorry. Nothing there either.
It was made through your public relations office.
I flew up to see your hotel manager.
Mr. Roth is away on holiday in Europe until the end of next week.
Here you go.
Jan?
- You set me up. - Back so soon?
You made a huge fucking mistake.
Did you really think I didn't know that you were sleeping with him?
I thought we agreed that sexual manipulation was my specialty.
Holly!
I honestly didn't mean for this to happen.
Didn't mean for this to happen?
You don't fuck someone by accident, David.
Listen.
I was drunk...
...and you'd run off to Chicago, and the press event went...
You were drunk?
- You're such a prick. - Holly... God, don't.
Don't what? Don't believe your roommate...
...when she sends you on a bullshit meeting?
Don't trust your cheating boyfriend not to screw around while you're away?
Don't throw away any chance of a relationship for a quick fuck?
It wasn't that quick.
Please, Holly. I made a mistake.
You both did.
And you're both gonna pay for it.
Hey, Holly. How was Chicago?
Bring me the morning paper. And hold my calls.
You okay?
I will be.
So do you know CPR?
Sacred Orifice. My band.
We rehearse every Tuesday and Thursday.
And on the weekends.
We're about to get a record deal.
- Hi. You must be Holly. - Hi.
It's nice to meet you.
Thanks for letting me stop by.
Oh, I have a couple good applicants already...
...but you sounded so desperate on the phone.
- Is it that obvious? - Come on back.
You don't play in a band, do you?
No.
- What do you do? - I'm in P.R.
- Oh, that must be fun. - Well, most of the time.
But I'll bet you get a whole lot more satisfaction out of your job.
My mother was a nurse, so I sort of fell into it.
She always said "There's nothing more rewarding than helping people."
Wow. This is beautiful.
- How long have you lived here? - Six years.
It's mostly old people in the building. You hardly ever see anyone.
It's like I have the whole place to myself.
I can't believe anyone would ever leave this place.
- What happened to your roommate? - New boyfriend's.
When the right man comes along, it's like old friendships never existed.
She left without paying last month's rent.
- I'm sorry. - It's history.
You have a boyfriend?
Not anymore.
I caught him cheating on me with my roommate...
...in our apartment...
...after she sent me on a fake business trip out of town.
You work with her?
I have to face her every morning...
...until I get my promotion. Then I'm gonna fire her.
I would have killed her.
I've thought about that.
But I'm more angry with him.
I just thought there was something special about him.
That maybe I loved him.
It's so humiliating when you love someone...
...who sleeps with your roommate.
I'm sorry. That is way too much information.
- I am so sorry. - Don't be.
This is your room.
- My room? - You need an apartment and a friend.
You can move in whenever you want.
Oh, thank you so much.
I will be the best roommate you've ever had.
And I promise never to sleep with your boyfriend...
...no matter how cute he may be.
Be careful.
There goes their tip.
What have you got in here, a dead body?
I used to move around when I was a kid.
Everything I ever needed was in here.
Now, it's mostly filled with junk I can't bring myself to get rid of.
Was your dad in the military or something?
I never really knew my dad. He left before I was born.
So it was just you and your mom?
Until I was 7.
Then she got remarried, and there was a house full of evil stepsisters.
Something like that.
- It's the third one. Not too far. - Okay.
Okay. Here we go.
- It'll be safe down here. - Is this all your stuff?
Yeah. Awful, isn't it?
Please don't tell everybody what a pack rat I am.
- Yeah. - Okay, just...
Slip right in...
...on the side. - Okay.
Why do you have all this stuff?
It's nothing. It's where I keep all the things I don't want the world to see.
- How's the new place? - I love it.
Good. Mr. Rifkin wants to see you in his office ASAP.
I'll be right there.
Nice work on the restaurant account, ladies.
David Kray signed the paperwork with us this morning.
You must have made a very strong impression on him, Holly.
He asked for you to take the lead on the opening.
I handled the press preview flawlessly, Mr. Rifkin.
- I'd like to continue what I started. - Client requested Holly.
Yes, well, did Holly mention that she and David Kray...
Thank you.
I don't know what's going on between you...
...but we need a sensational opening for the restaurant.
And I expect the two of you to work together to deliver that.
Go.
You left some plates when you moved out.
Keep them. I'm not interested in going back there.
Did you think you were gonna get that promotion...
...by setting up one of your fuck-buddies as a new client?
He wasn't a fuck-buddy. I was in love with him.
Well, then I did you a favor because it wasn't that hard to get him into bed.
You are such a bitch.
It's your game we're playing, Holly. I just leveled the playing field.
You're gonna regret fucking with me.
That's a promise.
I told him I couldn't give him a second chance.
You were too smart to fall for that "please forgive me" bullshit men do.
It's sad, though. I wanna forgive him.
I really loved the guy.
Fortunately, I never actually told him that.
You're better off without him.
- Maybe. - Hey, taxi.
Guys like David, they're more trouble than they're worth.
God, I need some retail therapy.
This place really isn't me.
No, come on. I come here all the time.
- Perfection. - Yeah?
Yeah.
Will you need shoes to go with it?
Try it on.
No, I couldn't.
Oh, come on, Wade. Wouldn't that look great on her?
Fabulous.
It costs more than I make in a week.
It'll be my treat. Come on, try it on.
- I look... - Stunning.
I don't have any place to wear something like this.
Come to the restaurant opening with me. You can be my date.
Really?
You'll be doing me a favor. I could use a friend there.
It means a lot that you would want me there. Thank you.
It'll be fun. Just be there by 9...
...and I'll have all the meet-and-greets out of the way.
You look beautiful.
Did you get some food?
Zucca's hors d'oeuvres are coming out now.
- Hi. You made it. - Good to see you.
- You look great. - I hope you like truffles.
- How's it looking out there? - It's gonna be fine.
- I need amazing. - You had amazing.
You don't handle amazing very well.
You know, I'm having a hard time living with that.
Well, at least something good came out of it then.
Yes, but I already told you, your name isn't on the list.
I'm with Holly Parker. She asked me to come.
- And who are you exactly? - I'm her roommate, Tess.
She didn't say anything about inviting her roommate tonight.
Right there. "Holly Parker plus one." I'm her "plus one."
Look, Tess...
This isn't the party for you.
Just put the dress back in the closet until the prom...
...and everything will be all right.
Oscar?
Frank Brusselier, Sasha McGann... Nicholas Quirke from Dining Out.
How did you get all these people?
It's what I do.
I saw your new roomie tonight.
She looked like she was dressed for a bar mitzvah.
Tess was here? I didn't see her.
- Well, that's because I didn't let her in. - What?
We're trying to create a scene here, Holly.
Remember?
Tess?
I'm so sorry, Tess.
I didn't know until the party was over.
We're friends, right?
Great friends.
These people, Jan, David...
...they're not your friends.
They don't care about you.
Please forgive me, Tess.
I was just so busy at the party, I just assumed you decided not to come.
Why?
- Because I'm so pathetic? - No.
Of course not.
What Jan did tonight had nothing to do with you.
She was just trying to hurt me by hurting you.
It worked.
I feel terrible.
I owe you a night out.
Maybe this weekend.
I have the perfect guy for you.
I haven't had much luck with men, Holly.
Well, maybe you just haven't found the right man.
Men don't find me very attractive.
That's ridiculous. Tess, you're beautiful.
There was this guy in high school...
...Chris Hammond.
After what he did...
...I just couldn't trust anyone.
I was so stupid.
He never even talked to me before Elizabeth died.
She was my best friend.
- She killed herself our junior year. - Oh, my God.
I'm sorry, Tess.
She was so beautiful...
...and fragile.
We were inseparable when we were little.
We did everything together...
...until Chris came along.
They went out for about a year.
She said she loved him.
Then he went off to college, and she never heard from him again.
Her world just collapsed.
She couldn't live with the pain...
...of loving and not being loved back.
Chris came home at Christmas and called me.
He asked me to come over and talk.
He said he was sorry he hurt her...
...and that I reminded him of her.
He said that he liked me...
...and he was so gentle.
I believed him.
But he didn't mean any of it.
Yeah, get me one too.
- Hold on a sec. I'll be right out, okay? - All right, hurry up.
- Hi. - Hey.
- How are you? - I'm good. I'm so sorry I'm late.
- I got stuck in a meeting. - That's okay.
Except, I have to be back by 2. Ralston's in one hell of a mood.
I know. I've been reading his reviews.
It's been a while since he's had a meal he's liked.
Yeah, well, he's having trouble with his boyfriend.
Any chance we can get him laid? I'm repping a new restaurant.
See, I knew there had to be a reason...
...why you took me to a place with waiters.
- You need a favor. - I'm willing to reciprocate.
Okay. Help me get Ralston out to review my restaurant...
...when he's in a good mood, and I'll set you up with my new roommate.
- Pass. - I'm offering to set you up...
...with a terrific girl.
All you have to do is make sure your boss shows up.
Well, that's just it. You said, "Terrific girl."
You mentioned nothing about hot.
Sam, she's my roommate. Would she be anything else?
Oh, God.
- You're scamming me. - Sam...
...this is the kind of girl you take home to meet Mom...
...and you keep a close watch on Dad to make sure he doesn't hit on her.
It's a win-win, Sammy.
Yeah, I'm sure it is.
All right, I'll do it, okay?
But if it goes bad, I don't wanna hear from you for six months.
Deal.
- I can't do it. - Sure, you can.
- I have nothing to wear. - What about the red dress?
He's not taking me to the prom.
Come on.
- Pick anything you like. - You're serious?
How about this?
Oh, it's kind of sexy.
Exactly.
Where are you?
Hello?
Figures.
Mother Teresa you're not.
How long have you known this guy?
Jesus Christ. You scared me.
I didn't think you'd be back this early. How was your date?
You didn't tell me you two had an arrangement.
- What are you talking about? - He gets what he wants...
...you get what you want.
I would never do something like that, Tess.
- Neither would Sam. - He tried to force himself on me.
There must be some mistake. Sam's not like that.
I'm not like your other friends, Holly.
I don't lie.
Tribune. How may I direct your call?
Sam Elroy, please. It's Holly Parker.
Miss Parker, Sam is out of the office.
It says here that he's currently at your office.
Oh, really? Thanks.
- So do you like Italian? - A lot.
We'll talk later.
- Food or people? - Food or people?
People.
What the hell happened last night?
We'll talk later.
- What's wrong? - What did you do to Tess?
What are you talking about? I didn't do anything.
Nothing?
No. I took her for dinner, then home.
- You didn't try anything? - With that girl?
Don't be a smart-ass. She said you tried to force yourself on her last night.
No, she's out of her fucking mind.
Come on, Holly, how long you known me?
You know I would never, ever do anything like that, right?
What did Jan mean, you would "talk later"?
She got to Ralston before I could. She's taking him to review Zucca's.
Tess?
Oh, Jesus, no.
Mommy?
Hey! You like?
I hope you don't mind. I used some of your red.
Holly?
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you.
I just love the way it looks on you.
I didn't think you'd mind.
I'll clean up the mess.
I can go to a stylist tomorrow and have it colored back.
I talked to Sam.
He said nothing happened.
What did you think he would say?
We're friends, Holly.
Friends tell each other the truth, protect each other.
I'm telling you the truth. I am trying to protect you.
And I'm sorry about the hair.
It was a silly thing to do.
It wasn't just the hair.
When I saw the spots on the floor...
It just reminded me of something I've spent a long time trying to forget.
What is it?
When I was 7, my mother committed suicide.
I found her in the bathtub...
...in the middle of the night.
And you thought...
...the red hair dye was...?
I just kept wondering...
...what did I do to make her so sad?
It wasn't your fault.
Sometimes I think it's harder when you're the one that's left behind.
I will always be there for you.
It's what we both want.
No, Tess.