Hey, what are you doing, Ake?
it never happened to us before.
I think there must be some kind of mistake.
But I’ve never made such a bad taste cake like this before.
Get out of here.
Hold on.
I have been assigned to oversee this place, the cake café of the hotel.
You must be a new chef here. Where’s the old chef?
I am the bakery chef of this café from the beginning.
And you?
Have you been assigned to oversee this place?
What can you do?
Can you cook? Can you make a cake?
If you cannot do this stuff,
I don’t think you are fit for the job.
Mielle. Mielle.
Mielle.
Khun San, I feel like watching a movie.
Let’s go to the theater.
Mielle.
Are they seeing each other?
No. Not yet.
Khun San has been going after her every day, from morning till dawn.
What are you doing here so early in the morning?
You said I couldn’t do anything.
Here are my pancakes.
Wanna try?
How dare you call them pancakes?
Why?
I’ll try eating them, though.
Yack. They taste so bad.
Don’t overreact.
Is this some sort of revenge?
Kim.
Lita, what are you doing here?
Nothing important.
I just want to check out your new office.
Hi.
These pancakes are made by Kim.
Do you want some?
How are they?
So bad.
Yeah. They are so bad, right?
But he made them for me.
How nice of him.
I said I didn’t want to eat.
But he keeps convincing me.
I’m sure he even wants to feed them to me himself.
You never told me you can make pancakes.
Hurry up, Rose.
Let’s go home.
Hey.
Ake,
why are you still here?
I’m waiting to see you.
Waiting to see me?
Why?
I want you to teach me how to make desserts.
I want to know how to bake a cake.
Wait a minute, Ake.
Why do you want to make desserts all of sudden?
I want to work hard and save money
so that I can open a small bakery in my hometown.
Can you help teach me how to bake?
I can pay for the course.
No. I’m not going to get your money
I’m willing to teach you if you really want to learn.
We have some ingredients that must be shrugged away anyway.
Thank you so much, P’Mielle.
It’s all right.
Come to the shop a little earlier tomorrow.
Okay.
Mielle.
What’s wrong?
I feel glad for Ake’s family for having such a thoughtful son.
I can’t hold back my tears.
Don’t be so dramatic.
Let’s go home.
All right. Let’s go home.
I’m right here.
See you.
Bye, Ake.
Help me one more time.
Please. I beg you.
This will be the last favor I ask from you.
What do you want me to do?
Steal Mielle’s cake recipes for me.
I don’t think I can do that.
Yes, you can.
You can just ask Mielle to teach you how to make a cake.
Then you write down the recipes. That’s all.
Please.
Or…
you don’t love me anymore.
How was it?
Did she agree?
Yes.
You are awesome.