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Kapeng Barako, Philippine coffee.
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It's more than just a drink.
It's my culture.
The aroma, smells like
rich soil mystery in comfort and home...
and love.
I can't even imagine life without it.
Sometimes, I think it's running right through my veins.
Who are you talking to?
Always dreaming and scheming, this one.
For your drive to the airport.
- Oh, sweet girl. Muah! - Muah!
She can make coffee okay,
but can we trust her to run the cafe
for such a long time?
You're not going to Mars,
papa, it isn't even two weeks.
Plus, she has her Bachelor's in business administration.
You know what they don't teach in business school?
- Hm. - Common sense.
Relationships built on goodwill.
That reminds me.
Remember to stamp
the customer's loyalty cards.
Hmm. How many rules are we up to now?
Seventy-two.
The book is called
"25 Rules for Running the Tomas Family Cafe."
Go have a vacation.
Promise to follow rule one.
Don't change a thing.
Written specifically for you.
Miss wants to do everything her own way.
Like father, like daughter.
I learned from the best.
Hey, sis.
Mama, papa, you have to get going.
- Have the best time. - Muah!
- Okay. Okay. - Bye! Muah!
Okay, pretty queen for your daddy...
Go.
- All right. - Call us.
Every day.
If you run into any problems,
call Tito Hari...
Got this.
And then, o-okay.
- Do we, in fact, got this? - Of course.
It's totally got.
Sorry.
You realize you have already changed
too much for papa's liking.
No, no, no. No, no, no, no.
Oh, no.
I can't believe you actually got your parents out of town.
Right, I thought we might have to box them up
and ship them by courier.
FYI, guys, Melina grew this charm.
We get it. Your girlfriend's talented.
Hm, Christo got promoted to junior partner at his firm.
- Hmm... - Oh...
And I'm terminally single.
Yay.
Hm. They really figured it out, huh?
Look at them in their wedding photo.
Working together, raising a family,
staying madly in love for decades.
You know you have to go out
once in a while if you want to meet someone.
- I'm going out tomorrow. - Where?
- Hotel Bellison. - Oh.
Do they have a club there now, or...
Okay, strictly speaking,
it's a business meet-up networking thing.
Okay.
That does not count as going out.
The meet-up's being hosted by one of my idols,
Charles Costales.
First Asian businesswoman
to make the top 30 under 30.
Now she runs the hotel.
She doesn't know it yet, but she's gonna be my mentor
and help me figure out what to do next.
I thought you liked working at the cafe.
Except papa won't let me change a thing.
I'm not even using my degree, not for anything real.
So what are you gonna do?
I have to go out in the world and figure it out.
To Sari, chasing her dreams.
Hmm.
Don't come on too strong at this thing.
Things always get out of hand every time
- you try and impress people. - Ate.
Raise your glass.
You know I'm right.
To me, cool, casual, calm.
And keeping it cute.
Okay.
But you can eat for free at this, uh, networking event
for entrepreneurs. I signed you up.
What am I supposed to do at this networking event?
- We haven't even opened yet. - Just meet people.
Smile. Be charming.
Just don't give out any details yet.
Our launch is supposed to be a surprise.
- You're the brains. - And you're the show.
I've got a good feeling about where we're going with this.
- Keep that attitude, all right? - All right.
Let me know if you need anything.
- Got it. - Talk to you soon.
I was told you declined the university's admissions offer.
Hello, Tatay. Yeah, I'm safe and sound.
I won't let my only son waste his life
when he could be so much more.
Don't be greedy.
We've already got eight doctors in the family.
I'll let you have your flaky fun.
Flitting all over the world.
Flaky, because I'm a pastry chef. That's good.
If you're gonna be away from home,
it has to be for a good reason.
- Just give me a chance. - Punyeta.
You have one month.
If you're not clearly successful,
you come home to med school, and to find a wife.
Look, I'm not a kid. You can't...
Well, that went well.
I hope they open a custom t-shirt shop next door.
Mm-hmm. It's gonna be something big-ticket.
Tita Jaslene heard from Tito Mario,
heard from Tito Jomari,
that you-know-who made a lot of money
when he sold off that storefront.
Who's you-know-who?
That boy who took advantage of Tito Hari
when he had to close the shop.
Oh.
The boy who broke Sarita's heart.
We're not talking about that.
Whoever moves in, I hope they drink a lot of coffee.
Accountants, or...
cops, or air traffic controllers.
I'm praying for a barber shop. I need a new one.
What's going on?
Can I talk to you for a second?
Are mama and papa okay?
Yeah, yeah, I just need to talk to Sari
for a moment, in private.
What?
Did papa tell you that rent is overdue?
What? No.
I just got off the phone with Mr. Lyons, the landlord.
He said that papa owes rent, several months'.
It must be a mistake.
It's not.
I found this at the back of papa's desk.
Oh, my God.
I knew papa was having trouble making a profit,
but I didn't know we were in a... massive sinkhole.
Mr. Lyons loves papa and loves Little Manila,
but gentrifiers are banging on his door,
and if he can't make steady money on this cafe...
All the goodwill in the world isn't gonna save papa.
I have to figure out a way to keep the cafe going.
What happened to getting out in the world?
It has to wait.
This is mama and papa's legacy.
They built it from nothing.
So what do we do?
I have an idea.
Hi, Ms. Costales. I'm your number one fan.
Something really awful happened today.
Hm... Hi, Ms. Costales.
I've been following your career forever.
And boy, do I need advice.
Ugh! Hi! Yeah, my name is Sari.
And do you have any advice for saving my dad's business?
Because, you know, the sky is falling.
- The sky is falling - Uh, can you...
Um, I meant... "Hey," is what I meant.
- Um... Um... - Hi.
Are you here for the meet-up?
No, I just love pacing awkwardly in hotel lobbies.
Is that North American custom?
Sorry, I'm not used to these things.
Fresh in from Paris.
I'm fresh in from... uptown.
Parlez-vous Français?
Oh. Uh, mais oui, mademoiselle.
Yeah, I don't actually speak French myself.
- I'm Gabe Capras. - Sari Tomas.
It's Rosario, isn't it?
- Jaro? - And it's Gabriel, I'm betting.
- Mm-hmm. - Gavo?
Not bad.
Uh, would you like a taste of home?
Uh, do you always bring your own coffee with you everywhere?
Not just coffee.
Kapeng Barako.
My father has a cafe in Little Manila.
I'm hoping to impress our host tonight
because I, uh, need her advice
- on how to handle a little... - Mm.
That is incredible. Do you sell it?
In the cafe?
Mm. No, no, no.
The beans, they're, they're exceptional.
Can I have some more?
Yeah. Yeah. Uh...
So, um... the beans,
uh, we grow them at our farm back home.
And then I roast them here.
I've been toying with the idea of selling them, but, uh...
- Oh! - Ouch! Oh, wow, wow.
- Okay. - Oh, your suit!
It's okay. It's okay.
Uh... No, no, no, don't do that. Don't do that.
- No, no, no. Um... - Oh, wow, okay. Wow!
- Wow. Wow. - Uh... Okay, take it off.
I can get it cleaned. I'll get it cleaned.
- No, no, listen. - Just wanna...
- Please. - You don't have to.
- No, I can fix it. I'll have to. - You don't.
- I'll get it done for tomorrow. - You should just let me...
No, please, let go.
- You, you let go. You... - Let go.
No, uh, please. I-I will do it myself.
- It's fine. Let me... - Let, let go, let me.
Let, let me, okay.
Don't be so stubborn.
Okay, you win.
I'm gonna go to the bathroom.
Oh, Charles Costales.
Do I know you?
Uh... Uh, s-s-sorry, I'm Costales.
Um, the sky is falling. I...
I followed your career.
I'm sorry, is there something I could do for you?
I was wondering if you would like to try some coffee.
But, uh...
Maybe another time.
Can we send someone to clean up that mess
in the foyer, please?
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Uh, it's so early.
It's all hands on deck until papa's cafe
is profitable again.
Can I just make a donation and go back to bed?
How much do you have?
A job at a clinic and almost six figures in student loans.
Hmm, right. So you can stir in the oil and vanilla.
Okay.
Mama and papa never wanted us to make pastries.
I think we have to try, traditional Filipino pastries
to go with our traditional Filipino coffee.
Papa won't like it.
He'll understand when he sees that I'm trying
to keep his business running.
Kababayan.
- Uh... - My favorite Filipino muffins.
Oh, they smell delicious.
- They look delicious. - Taste test?
Mm-hmm...
- Hm. - Yeah.
Phew!
All right, so far this bakery-cafe idea
is going much better than my disastrous networking night.
You have to tell us what happened.
Yeah, we'll only keep working
after our kabayan break
if you spill the tea.
I spilled the coffee...
all over the very fancy Hotel Bellison lobby...
and some hot Filipino dude from France.
No!
Well, that's one way to make a splash.
And of course, the Charles Costales witnessed it.
My chance to make a good impression
on a legend deterring losses in a profit, poof!
What did you do?
Ripped off a cute stranger's clothes,
stood in a puddle of coffee,
and forgot how words work.
Please tell me you at least
got a date out of this.
Only a dripping wet jacket, I left it with Tita Carmelita
for a white glove cleaning service.
And a hot French Filipino dude?
Disappeared like Cinderella after the ball.
I left a message with the hotel front desk with my info.
So it could still lead to a date.
- Hm. Hm. - Hm.
No, this is no time for romantic fiction, Daniel Steele.
Muffins over men.
Oh, thanks, sisa. Yeah.
Those were good. I'll take a box.
One kababayan to go with your coffee.
And have a Kapeng Barako kind of day.
- Yes. - Oh, I think the plan's working.
They love the new muffins.
Even Tito Reyes likes them.
Free! It's my favorite flavor.
Maybe if he paid once in a while
papa could make the bills.
Shh.
Did I lie?
- Hmm. - Shh.
She's sleeping.
You're gonna have to sell a lot of those muffins
to cover the rent backlog.
Then that's what I'll do.
Maybe I can raise the price.
Mama and Papa can't expect you
to solve their financial problems
while they're on vacation.
Especially since they decided
to keep it to themselves.
You saw how hard they worked to make life easier for us.
We never missed out on a school trip
or a pizza day or a new pair of shoes.
- Yeah, you're right. - They deserve our help back.
Please don't tell me we owe money to somebody else.
Is it the mafia this time?
Little Manila Street Festival. Yeah, they hold that every year.
They're promising thousands of guests this year.
That's way bigger than last year. Potential customers.
And look, the best booth prize has been increased to $25,000.
- Sari! Let's do it then! - We need to compete.
- Papa won't like that. - Ugh!
How do you do that?
It's like an older sister alarm clock that goes off
whenever her middle sister's getting somewhere.
You know I'm right.
Papa says that kind of thing is
brash, flashy, kind of thrashy.
Good thing he won't have to see it.
He can see the giant check after we win.
- And he'll like that part. - Mm-hmm.
They're not just gonna give you first place.
I took classes in this stuff.
We analyze what past winners did,
look up who the judges are and what they like,
do market research and survey our customers.
At least we'll give ourselves a fighting chance.
Do you guys mind locking up? I'll do the laundry room.
Out of the goodness of your heart,
or because the laundry goes to Tita Carmelita's?
Where hot French-Filipino dude's jacket is,
where you might run into him.
Stop it.
Speaking of fighting chances,
you need to stop by home first.
Definitely. Put something cute on.
- Mm-hmm. - What?
Seriously, you two, stop it.
Ugh!
A couple of pounds of coffee for each load.
And free Kapeng Barako for the week.
No, you need to be paid. You have bills too.
Don't argue with your elders.
This is what we do in Little Manila.
The OG way, as you could say.
Mm-hmm.
- Do you have a stalker? - Hm?
- No, that's not... - Hi. Thanks for that note.
Honestly, I felt like it was the least I could do.
It's a good excuse to see the Little Manila you mentioned.
A taste of home.
Tita Carmelita, Tita Reyna, Tita Jaslene,
- this is Gabe. - It's nice to meet you.
And it's so good to see you again, Sari.
You too.
Even without the hot drink all over you.
Is this your new boyfriend?
I'm so glad you're getting back on the horse.
Ride it. Ride it.
Boyfriend? Girlfriend?
Dirty laundry never lies.
We met yesterday.
Actually, um, new in town.
Then you need to show him our neighborhood, Rosario.
- Be a good hostess. - Oh.
I have work to do.
You work too hard, Sari. Go.
This is what your mother would say.
- He's probably busy. - I'd love a tour.
And we should respect the wishes of our elders.
Honestly, if you don't go out with him, I will.
Don't be responsible for breaking up
Carmelita's marriage, Sari.
And a one-night fling can turn into something more.
If you do it right.
Just ask Carmelita.
Go for a walk,
show him the real neighborhood
and the real Sari.
I like the sound of that.
One tour, coming right up.
Bring him to karaoke later.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
Oh, I love the architecture of this building.
It has a great history too, and the ivy is so pretty.
- Hey, Sari. - Hey.
Hey, Sari.
That's Tito Seblaya. He's running for counselor.
His wife has a martial arts studio around the corner,
and their son just got into the Hudson School of the Arts.
- Hmm. - Dancer.
You're like the TMZ for the neighborhood.
The good thing about Little Manila,
or the Laneways, as we call it,
is that everyone knows everyone.
The bad thing is that everyone knows everyone...
and their business.
Yeah.
Well, I'm glad that Titas had your number,
because that is a push nobody can resist.
Like a gale force wind. Whoosh.
Well, they're your superpower, I think.
They remind me of back home.
All the Titas from my teeny tiny village.
Do you miss it?
I didn't think I did.
I've kind of been going wherever the wind tipped me.
School, travel.
I went to the Ruff Culinary School of Paris.
Wow.
Oh, this is, um, my favorite patio.
- Hmm, I love it. - Right?
So charming with the flowers.
And I love outdoor seating.
Maybe it's a good thing that the wind dropped you here,
to remember what you missed about home.
Where else have you been?
Uh, Hong Kong, Japan,
Singapore, Argentina, France.
Uh, none of it felt like somewhere I wanted to stay.
Not yet.
I wish I could travel to even half those places.
Mostly, I just try to keep our little corner
- of the world going these days. - What's the problem?
All the little Filipino businesses are being gobbled up.
Tito Hari lost his small printing business next door
after a heartbreaking deal with my ex-boyfriend, actually.
- Oh, is that why he's your ex? - Oh, bingo!
I can't let what happened to Tito Hari happen to my parents.
Yeah, well, curse your ex wherever he is.
Oh. Do you mind if I...?
- No. - It's my parents' first time
away from the shop, so they're a little bit OTT.
You didn't check in with us today.
Ugh, it's barely been a day.
Tito Theo told Tito Margo
that Tita Carmelita said you have a boyfriend.
He's just a friend.
Hey.
Bad, krrr... connection.
Love!
- Love, love you. - Bye.
Remember, don't change anything.
Sorry about that.
- Tita power. - Mm-hmm.
Your parents are very cute.
Did they run the cafe together?
While somehow remaining happily married.
It's a magical balance.
Or some kind of witchcraft.
And it's like that with me and my business partner.
I do the fun creative stuff,
he does the serious stuff.
Money, paperwork.
- I dream, he plans. - Hm.
The perfect business marriage.
Hm. What about your family?
I have eight sisters. All doctors.
My mother is a saint.
My dad is, uh...
He's demanding.
Believe me, I get that. Deeply.
He thinks my dreams are childish.
My dad thinks I'm a literal child.
You have such a good head on your shoulders.
And vision. I saw that immediately.
It seems like it's about time we show our dads
who we've grown up to be.
- Yeah, you're totally right. - Mm-hmm.
- They need to know. - Mm-hmm.
Wanna make it a pact?
We will both prove to our fathers
that we are worthy adults.
- Deal. - Yeah?
Yeah, deal.
So, up for something else?
We're gonna take a quick break, but we'll be back
with more karaoke!
Ooh!
All right, Tita, my favorite.
Everyone is so welcoming.
More like they smell fresh blood.
- And we're back... - I love them. All of them.
So, listen, I have a confession.
Our next singer is Sari Tomas.
I signed you up.
Go, go, have fun. Make it your own, you know?
You'll have a good time.
Go, Sari. Whoo!
Ha!
Ooh! Go.
Sari, let's go, Sari.
Ooh!
All right, brought to you by "Tomas Family Cafe,"
home of the famous Kapeng Barako.
Ooh! Come in for a free sample!
All right, I'd like to introduce Gabriel Capras.
- Huh? No. No. - He's new. He's single.
And he's ready to mingle.
Let's give it up for Gabe!
Oh, no, no, I can't.
Don't let him off the hook!
- Oh, no, no. - Come on, Gabe.
Ooh! Don't start a beef, we're gonna have a part to finish it.
Oh, it's good. It's totally... You're gonna go first, right?
- No, I'm not going first. - I... Please, leave me...
- No, I'm not going first. No. - Hey! Oh, it's starting.
- Ooh, yeah. I go. - I hoping they press play. Okay.
♪ Take my hand I'm an honest man ♪
♪ I would never let you down ♪
♪ I would break my heart ♪
♪ Just to give you half ♪
♪ If you only hear me out ♪
♪ I'm not a rich man ♪
♪ I won't be buying any diamond rings just yet ♪
♪ But if you let me ♪
♪ I will show you I have so much more to share ♪
Where are the back-up singers? Let's get you singer on here!
Come, finish!
♪ A-a-are you gonna be ♪
♪ Are you gonna be mine? ♪
♪ Are you gonna ♪
♪ A-a-are you gonna be ♪
♪ Are you gonna be mine? ♪
♪ Oh-oh Oh-oh ♪
♪ I wonder oh why not ♪
♪ Let your heart decide? ♪
♪ Oh oh oh oh ♪
♪ Whoo-ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Will you be mine? ♪
Is that balancing performance too?
No time for hangovers.
It's opening day, bro.
I thought you supported party.
Well, play hard, work harder.
Look, I pulled some major influencers for today,
so we gotta stay at the top of our game,
you know what I'm saying?
Yeah, yeah, no, I'm good.
I'm good. I'm ready for the new staff.
And this is gonna be great.
Look, when you're rich and famous,
you're gonna look back on today and you're gonna thank me.
Already do. This is the dream.
- Hm. - All right, let's do it.
We got this.
No time for hangovers.
We're saving papa's cafe from ruin, remember?
What is that delicious smell?
Ah, cassava bibingka.
That's what I smell. It's heaven.
Toasted coconut and sugar.
You're getting really good at this.
Would it be enough?
Ugh, we shouldn't be running around on dates right now.
Don't think I didn't hear you come in so late last night.
Must have been good.
Ate, he was so sweet and so nice
and honestly, we had so much fun together.
So why are you making it sound like a problem?
You should be happy that...
Guys, look!
What's she yelling about?
There's a lineup outside!
A lineup for our coffee!
My karaoke show worked?
Something did.
Okay, here's how we're gonna handle the crowd.
Sam will take orders, Selene will pull the espressos,
I'll do the fancy drinks, we divide and conquer
on the baked goods.
And don't forget to take pictures
for the socials when the cafe is full.
We'll be able to pay off mama and papa's debt in no time.
- Oh! - Sister power!
Ah! So many new customers.
Wait, this isn't for us.
- Continental Bakery? - Continental Bakery?
You just started selling baked goods.
Hey, yeah, but we don't have that.
He's the Beyoncé of bakers.
- He's... - Ah!
Gabe?
this.
It won't be any good.
We're obviously gonna try it, right?
If you're this flashy, you must be hiding something.
You sound just like papa. Come on!
No, I'm going to head back to our place.
Okay, hm, I'll just eat your share too.
Oh! Look at the pastries. They're too beautiful to eat.
- I still would. - Oh, 100 percent.
I would eat it all, it's so gorgeous.
Why wouldn't Sari want to see this?
We should take her something.
It's like a portal to a magical baking world.
Imagine if we could afford all of this.
Hm. Gorgeous, tasteful.
And what the what is that fancy coffee machine?
Honestly, it is like Continental Bakery
is gonna set a whole new standard for Little Manila.
Would you like to try?
- Hey. - Hi.
Um, I'm, I'm Selene.
Your bakery is stunning, chef.
Oh, Gabe is fine. Thanks for coming to the opening, Selene.
- And... - Sam.
Honestly, I could live here.
Well, would you settle for some free samples?
That's very neighborly of you.
We're neighbors.
Yeah, our parents own the cafe next door.
Oh, uh, I haven't been able to explore.
I've just been to the kitchen and hotel
and back, you understand.
Oh, well, stop by if you ever need anything.
Cup of sugar, coffee beans.
Our sister makes her very own special roast.
Hm.
Did you mention your sister's name?
Did you mention free pastries?
No outside food allowed.
It's for you. Lighten up.
You should see what they have over there, especially the chef.
Yeah, how could you not tell us that he was
hot coffee spill guy before we went in?
Ate's just embarrassed because she was flirting with him.
I was not.
And it is pretty great that he's now literally
your boy next door.
It's not great.
Just when I meet a guy who actually seems genuine
and who I actually connect with,
he turns out to be the competition.
He's not actually competition.
We're Filipino-based. They're a patisserie.
Everyone loves French and fancy.
We're already losing customers.
Even Tito Reyes is over there
and he never leaves his post.
Have some faith, Sari.
It's their first day.
It's just because everything is new and shiny.
It'll all work out.
Maybe you'll feel better if you have
one of your boyfriend's macarons.
No! I refuse to try them.
He's going to put us out of business with these.
You need a mental health afternoon.
- Close up early. - No time.
I have to figure out how to get our customers back.
Fine.
Do your pouty, stubborn thing
about lover boy then.
Sammy and I are going home.
And he's not my lover boy.
Oh.
Oh, your Titas told me
you wouldn't mind if I came by.
Did you know Gabriel trained in Switzerland?
And Michelin stars all around the world.
Oh, interesting.
You didn't mention anything about this
when I asked you what you did,
you evaded every question.
I just promised my business partner
that I wouldn't tell anyone until we opened.
And I told you he does all the logistics, so...
- Yeah. - Right. Your perfect marriage.
Perfect.
- Ooh. Free cassava bibingka? - Oh.
Yes, it's something new I'm trying to increase sales.
Oh.
Your mama and papa would be proud.
- Hmm. - Mm!
Sorry, that is so good. Oh, my God.
Would you like to buy some for home?
- Oh, baby. We are so full. - Oh.
- And broke. - Another day, baby.
Well, goodnight.
I'll be spending my evening thinking through
how to rearrange my new plans for the cafe
into new, new plans, given the competition.
I mean, we don't have to be in competition, right?
just got rejected by the Titas
who I've known my whole life for something I made
using my own mama's traditional recipe.
- I see your point. - Mm.
So, may the best bakery win.
Ai, please do not let the beautiful baker boy
get caught in the crossfire.
I'm standing right here.
Great sign.
I made it myself.
I'm sure you would have had one made at great expense,
but we do things differently.
Why, good morning to you, too.
Looks like you're also an early riser.
The dough is.
Dough? Bread? It, it's a baker's jo... Uh...
Free bibingka? What, are you trying to steal customers?
Uh, no, I'm trying to get back my patrons
after you stole them.
Oh, I'm not afraid of a little competition.
I told you I have eight older sisters.
Bunso.
Well, I'm the middle child,
so I'm not afraid to lay patiently
and wait until it's time to make the kill.
Well, so much for "May the best baker win."
All's fair in something and war.
Ouch!
First point to the Tomas family cafe.
What if we make mama's favorite recipes
our boothing for the street market competition?
So you compete by copying.
I call it a level playing field.
Mm.
Okay, then.
- Oh. Hmm. - Hm?
Okay. Listen, I couldn't get
one of your of your Kapeng Barakos, could I?
'Cause I've been thinking about it since
you gave me that cup.
- Not a chance. - Mm.
In such a case, I...
brought a bribe.
Fifty-five layers of laminated butter
and homemade frangipane.
As good as any...
in the sixth arrondissement.
How do I know it's not poisoned?
Hmm.
Mm.
Gabe?
Gabe? Are you okay?
Do you need water? Do you need water?
Water! Can I get some water please?
Please!
I'll stop if you get me a Kapeng Barako, okay?
He's okay, guys. He's okay. False alarm, guys. He's okay.
- Suffering, oh. - False alarm. It's okay, guys.
Everything's good. False alarm.
False alarm.
She saved me. She saved me.
Oh, what a hero. Oh, you saved me. Thank you so much.
Thank you so much.
If you think you could beat me,
why don't we have a friendly...
wager?
Like if I win, you'd do orders for this week?
Mmm... Like if I win I get a real date with you.
Free coffee made by a hero.
Follow me to the Tomas Family Cafe, everyone.
- Okay, I was like... - Yes!
What the...
Sari.
Whoo. Yep, it's on.
"Bring me Kapeng Barako
if you ever want to see your flower again."
Mm.
Mm... Mm?
Sari!
Gabe!
You put salt in my sugar.
You put sugar in my salt.
How do I know you didn't poison it?
Don't you trust me?
It's hot. Water!
Point.
- Hello, Tatay. - Hi!
Your sisters showed me your social media.
Goofing off.
You're embarrassing yourself.
Ah, it's all in good fun.
Ah. How does fun make money?
People like me here.
People like the village idiot.
I spoke to the dean, pulled in some favors.
They opened up a spot for you.
Don't embarrass me again.
I don't wanna...
Huh...
So, uh...
how much of that did you see?
I'm guessing that was your dad.
Unfortunately.
You need a break.
Want to step into my office?
It's just the alley,
but sometimes it's good to get outside, you know?
Yeah.
You're lucky you could talk to your parents.
Hmm. Sometimes they just pretend to hear me.
But I always know they love me.
And the community loves you too.
Papa always says if you're there for the community,
the community will be there for you.
- You can't buy that. - Well...
You've bought a lot of stuff I would love to have.
Building a business at your level is unbelievable.
Well, tell that to Tatay. He thinks it's frivolous.
And I guess somewhere deep inside,
I guess I believe him.
You can't.
I'm sure he just wants the best for you.
He's got a weird way of showing it.
Mine too.
He wrote a 72-rule manual
for running the cafe while he's away.
- That's how little he trusts me. - Oh, that's crazy.
Yeah.
I'm designing this booth for
the Little Manila Street Festival,
and I'm terrified he's gonna be furious at me
for it because...
it's not in his rules.
Why do it then?
There's a big competition for the best booth,
and winners always see a boom in business.
Mm.
Actually, it'd be a great idea for you.
What a way to impress your dad.
- That's a brilliant idea. Okay. - One problem.
Um, you might miss the deadline for entry.
My business partner can convince anyone
to change their mind. It's fine.
My ex was like that,
only happy if he was winning.
Preferably at someone else's expense.
Well, I promise that I'll never backstab you or Little Manila.
So, you gonna do a big splashy booth?
It's a secret.
Okay.
You should tell a story.
The process of...
farming, roasting...
and making the perfect cup of coffee.
People love origin stories.
It's a great idea.
Do you wanna...
wave the white flag on this little rivalry of ours and...
focus on this?
Are you saying I beat you then?
No, I'm saying it's a tie.
I think you're conceding,
which means I won.
Mm-mmm. No, I think we both win.
- I win. - You set me up.
What you doing?
That was fun.
- Very. - Mmm, we're good together.
Mm, very.
Even when we're not at war.
Somebody's gotta win.
Mm.
I have an idea that's gonna win.
Hmm.
We collab for the Street Fest,
combine our assets to one big booth.
- Tempting. - Hmm.
But confusing.
How will people distinguish between us?
All the greats do collabs.
- Nicki Minaj and Eminem. - Oh!
Martha Stewart and Snoop Dogg.
I swear they secretly dating.
Oh, for sure. Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
See, let's follow their lead.
Hm.
Wait, do you... Do you hear that buzzing?
- What time is it? - Well... Oh!
Sari, we've been calling and calling.
Is that, is that a chef's jacket?
Did you buy uniforms?
Oh.
Sarita, we don't want you working on Sunday.
All the teachers are asking why my girls aren't in church.
No, we were, we were just looking...
- Uh... - We're working.
I'm on my way. How's the honeymoon/pilgrimage?
It's gorgeous here. Rain through days, though.
I heard from Tita Rosa, who heard from Tita Reyna
who heard from Tita Reyna that Sari and that boy next door
are courting with pranks.
We're so excited to meet him.
Is he a good boy?
They said he's talented.
Bad connection.
Oh, Sarita's in trouble.
Oh, that was close.
I have to go.
You know what I think would be the ultimate collab?
Hm.
Upscale Filipino desserts.
Hmm...
Let's workshop it...
after church.
Oh.
Okay, what about Kapeng Barako eclairs?
Mmm.
- Ube Meringue. - Mmm...
Gabriel, we're blowing our projections
out of the water, and what...
Sari, what are you doing here?
Alex?
Do you like what I did with the place?
I heard you sold it after you cheated Tito Hari out of it.
Yeah, we're gonna trust her to read my mail.
I decided to keep it. And my deal with Hari was good.
- Good for you, maybe. - Okay. What is happening?
You're business married to my ex.
Out of all the people on the planet.
- Dude, did you sleep with her? - Dude, I didn't know.
Dudes.
I'm out of here.
Sari!
- Sari. - Sari!
I can't believe you have the nerve
to show up here, let alone open a competing business
next to my parents.
I can invest in Thomas Family Cafe.
I know your parents are struggling.
- All OG businesses are. - This was a ploy all along.
Well, I wanna be clear. I was not made aware
- of any of this, Sari. - I'd rather die
than give a scumbag like you any stake in our business.
Nobody wants you here, Alex.
I'm not a scumbag. I love this neighborhood.
The only thing you love is money.
No. No, I'm trying to save Little Manila.
You're trying to push us all out.
You wouldn't open a business
right next to my parents unless you were...
trying to be a jerk. And you are a jerk.
- S-Sari. I didn't know. - You're a jerk by association.
Yikes.
I knew you'd sleep with him.
Even across enemy lines.
Well, jokes on me. He's not just the enemy.
He's the business partner of the real enemy.
Alex?
Look.
I'm so excited you're going to be at the Street Fest.
Will you do something elaborate with the pastry?
My cousin wants her daughter to meet you.
And my cousin's a Street Fest judge, you know.
No more fun and games.
Winning Street Fest is now a matter of life and death
as in my life depends on killing my competition.
Sari. Sari.
- Can we talk? - W-wait, no, no, no, no, no.
- Step back, lover boy. - Yeah, step back.
Just five minutes, please.
I-I didn't know Alex was your ex.
Oh, but now you do.
So what are you gonna do about it?
Hm?
Can we...
So hard to...
apologize to...
to really conjoined triplets?
It's okay, guys.
Thank you.
I had no idea about Alex.
But that does not change how I feel about you.
What we have going between us--
It's a distraction.
I need to focus on
finding my new purpose and helping my dad.
- What are you doing about yours? - I don't know.
His expectations seem impossible.
But do you understand why he has them?
When my parents immigrated here,
nobody would hire them except as nannies or cleaners.
They had bigger dreams.
But your dad thinks he has the right ones for you.
Your family...
may see you as a kid.
but I see a powerful businesswoman...
with real vision.
Backhanded compliments aren't gonna get you anywhere.
Sari.
Sari, I'm sorry.
If I can...
try again. I didn't mean to hurt you.
Let's just make the Alexy not a thing.
No, we can't.
Why does this feel like a breakup?
It's not.
'Cause you and I never really got started.
What's that?
Gabe said we should feature the coffee making process.
I can still do that even after kicking his traitorous butt
to the curb, right?
As your ate,
I will reassure you that this is actually your idea.
You've been blabbing about farm to cup forever.
He just reflected it back to you in a way
that you could hear.
Right.
I think I figured out what I wanna do.
I wanna expand the coffee part of the business.
- But Papa-- - Papa will have to learn
that change is necessary.
Because the world keeps changing, even if you don't.
And there are people like Alex who take advantage of that.
I can help Papa succeed at what we do best.
You do make incredible coffee.
What would Charles Costales do?
Selene!
You're a genius.
I am?
I-I...
I know I am, but why exactly this time?
Muah!
Thank you for visiting Continental Bakery, where...
friendly pretend wars turn into real...
real tragic wars of the heart.
Nice.
Where are you anyway?
Via de la Plata.
Today we met a physiotherapist,
a philosopher and a nurse.
And it rained again today.
Only for an hour or two.
Where are you?
In a parking lot, about to go into a meeting.
What meeting?
I need to talk to you about
the coffee farm part of the business.
I want to brand our beans with the family cafe name
and secure a distribution deal.
It will be an additional stream of revenue
- that aligns with-- - My baby's talking BBA.
I told you we shouldn't go away.
As per rule 43,
I already checked my figures.
I did a conservative projection of Bluesky one
and an aggregate average.
I'm not sure I use those terms, Sari.
The words might be business school, but...
you inspired me to go there, Papa.
I thought I wanted to do my own thing.
But what I actually want is
to protect what you and mama built.
We can grow this together.
Don't make me cry while I'm on vacation.
Put that rule in the book.
We believe in you.
And that's how my family went from owning a coffee farm
in the Philippines to selling Kapeng Barako here.
That's a great story.
I read yours...
about how you and your mom started selling dolls
when you were just a kid, and you grew that business.
It was so compelling.
You've done your homework.
We're ready to take our next steps. Just like you did.
I want to supply our coffee to other businesses,
starting with your hotel.
Well, obviously, I can't commit
based off a story and some samples.
No pressure.
I appreciate you squeezing me in.
I had no choice.
Your Tita Carmelita called my Tita Maganda.
This was a command performance.
- Tita power. - Yes.
Oh, please.
Come by our booth at the Little Manila Street Festival.
See how much the community loves the product.
I appreciate your time.
Thank you for yours and the coffee.
And I didn't even spill it all over your lobby today.
Thank you. I appreciate that.
Stop moping. There's lots of work.
What is your problem?
My problem is that my star chef is too busy
making sad faces to make the happy pastries that we need.
She's just a girl, man.
I think she's way more than what you give her credit for.
Really? Well, I think we should keep our eyes on the ball.
The street festival starts tomorrow.
And you're the one that talked me
into buying a booth for us
and pulling some strings to get us in.
- I know I did. - Yeah, well, so look lively.
We need product we can sell
so we can take down the competition.
Do you ever feel bad about being so ruthless?
I'm just doing business here, man.
Are they here? Great. Thank you.
Why did you let me choose
such a labor-intensive baked good to feature.
- Rampant ambition. - Don't worry, ate Sar-Sar.
Tomorrow's gonna be great.
- Oh. - Yeah.
Even if your hopias are a little inconsistent.
Ate, be a goodate.
What? I... I said inconsistent.
I didn't say sloppy or disastrous...
- or tragic. - It's a lot of pressure.
I'm trying to secure the cafe's future
and impress potential clients and win a contest.
And not think about the cute pastry chef next door.
Oh, she's gonna need a miracle for that one.
What I need is a secret weapon.
But I have nothing.
Uh... what are we?
I'm pretty tired if I'm nothing.
You're right.
- I have family. - Yes.
- And community. And the Titas. - Yes.
They always say they're there for us.
We're running out of time,
but they know how to get stuff done fast.
Sounds like it's time to call on...
Tita power!
Thanks to you, we are going to sell
the tastiest hopia at the festival.
And the most of them.
We'll have plenty
of our branded beans to sell.
Our booth is going to be full and luscious and inviting.
Like us.
Competition is fierce, though.
Thank you so much for coming. All right.
We'll see you at the store? All right.
I think I'm in a Little Manila.
I wouldn't push it.
Bro, we're totally overshooting our projected sales.
I think we should start talking second location.
Oh, there won't be a second location.
- At least not with me. - What are you talking about?
We make a great team.
That was before I saw
what you're really about.
Is this about Sari?
'Cause that's pretty short-sighted.
Alex.
What I see here is a really special community.
And what you see here is something to take advantage of.
Competition.
I told you, man, that's just business.
Not the way I want to do it.
I've thought it through.
After we break even, we break up.
Start looking for a new chef.
We humored you. Now it's time to stop playing the fool.
- Make peace. - It's a Little Manila value.
Look.
How can you stay angry at that?
I accept your apology.
We can keep it professional.
You have a right to try to be successful.
So do you.
And I can do professional.
Nice booth.
- It was your idea. - Mm.
- Yours looks fantastic. - Oh.
It was your idea.
Look, I miss you. But if you want me to leave, I will.
- Now? - No.
I mean Little Manila.
The Laneways.
Just as the Continental Bakery is taking off.
Yes. Because I don't wanna make things hard for you.
I can handle my own business.
You don't have to worry about me.
What did your dad think?
I haven't exactly called him yet.
- We made a pact. - I know.
I told mine that he inspired me to go to business school.
And that I want to...
build on his legacy.
I'm proud of you.
I don't know what to say to mine.
Just speak from your heart.
I can't. I've already let him down.
He wasn't allowed to go to school, you know.
He was working on a farm from when he was little.
Just to help feed his family.
He can't bankroll me like Alex's dad.
Which is why he insists I become a doctor.
He wants you to have the stability he never did
because he loves you. That's his way of loving you.
Sari, I...
And the winner of Best booth
at Little Manila Street Festival is...
Drum roll, please.
The new kid on the block, Continental Bakery.
Congratulations.
I don't know what to say.
Gabriel Capras. Come get your trophy.
Go. They're expecting you.
- Congratulations. - Thanks.
Wow! This is really unexpected
and such an honor. What a welcome to the Laneways.
There are lots of things
that are more important than this festival.
Things that you have done incredibly well.
You're rebranding Tomas Coffee.
You brought the Titas joy.
And the community, look at them.
All lined up for us.
You found your path.
It was Gabe that reminded me that I have something special.
- Family. - Mm-hmm.
And community.
Yeah, he was right.
But you were the reason why they came through.
Do you think a...
a Tita can talk to a Tita who can talk to a Tita
who can plead my case to dad?
Tita power.
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Hey, just tell your dad.
Just tell him how you feel, okay?
Tell him how you feel.
You always said you wanted what mama and papa have.
Love and work. What if you found it?
He's some new guy who's interested me for 20 minutes.
He was nothing.
Well, he made you up your game
showed you what you really have.
- True. - More sales.
The inspiration for the booth.
Validation you needed to follow through
on your coffee idea.
Do you think Filipino coffee goes with French pastries?
Sounds worth a try to me.
- We won best booth. - What does that mean?
A cash prize first off. And, uh, well, trophy.
- That's good. - Yeah.
Tatay...
I know...
you wanted to give me a chance at a better life.
You gave me that.
What I wanted was...
to show you what it meant.
Don't be ridiculous.
Listen.
Every time you would come home from working in the fields,
I thought...
I want to work with my hands too.
Just like my dad.
He always looks so content...
fulfilled.
Just an honest kind of tired.
- I was. - And uh...
That's how working with pastry makes me feel.
Do you get that?
Yeah. Yeah. Um...
Just want you to be happy.
And well-fed.
Well, uh, pastry chefs never go hungry.
Sales are better than expected. And the community loves us.
Though my business partner
turned out to be a bit of a donkey.
Yeah. Well, sometimes...
you need the donkey to help you with the harvest.
- It's a good one. - Oh.
Yeah.
I'm proud of you, son.
mus)
After the beans leave our farm,
we roast them right here at the Tomas Family Cafe
and make Philippine coffee the traditional way.
It's more than just a drink. It's my culture.
And the aroma smells of...
rich soil and mystery...
and comfort and home...
and love.
That's the smell of a perfect Kapeng Barako.
I can't imagine life without it.
Enjoy. And have a Kapeng Barako kind of day.
- Ms. Costales, you came. - Oh, please, call me Charles.
That was an excellent sales pitch, Sari.
I love to see a woman take control of her destiny.
That's the highest compliment.
The story of your family's coffee is impressive.
It's very marketable and unique.
That means so much coming from you.
How about we start with 500 bags of your beans?
We can do that?
- Uh, we can do that. - All right. Excellent.
- Thank you. - Hey, everyone!
It's Gabe again. I just want to tell you
about someone really special to me.
Sari Tomas.
Sari showed me how amazing...
your community is.
And she showed me...
just how much I want to be a part of it.
She represents...
so many wonderful things.
Family,
community.
This community.
Our community.
Sari is the heart and soul of the Laneways.
She knows a recipe for success.
Business plus love.
Who wants to see Sari Tomas on stage?
Let me hear you get her up here.
Sari! Sari! Sari! Sari!
I think you need to go.
Oh, sorry.
Go.
Tomas Family Cafe supports the community,
which is why I'm giving the prize money to them.
Their booth is right over there.
The Tomas Family Kapeng Barako
is heaven on earth. If you haven't tried it yet
- then what are you waiting for? - Bit much those...
Looks like we got back just in time.
Go see the sisters and the Titas.
It's happening.
I called it.
Please, God,
don't let me die before they kiss.
Just a pastry boy in love with a coffee girl.
I'm just a coffee girl in love with a pastry boy.
You are all over Sari's vision board.
You must be so proud of her.
I am.
- She's a smart entrepreneur. - Yeah.
Learned from the best.
- That's me. - Oh.
She did it on her own.
Well, she made a great deal, I can tell you that.
I hope this kiss is one of the first of many collabs
between me and the Tomas Family Cafe.
French pastries with Filipino coffee.
Oh, my definition of success.
- Really? - Oh, and...
To finally win this little prank war of ours.
Oh!
Point.
I knew she'd find true love.
Fine.
You win.
She's riding that horse again.
- Tita! - Tita!
Oh.
Tita, as I told you,
you don't have to bring anything.
- We told you. - We do what we want.
Oh, thank you Tita Carmelita, Tita Reyna,
Tita Jaslene. These are great.
Sari, Why can't you be like this sweet boy?
He's the sweet to my sour.
And she's the cream in my coffee.
Kapeng Barako, of course.
Aw...
Sari. We're waiting.
Don't rush her. She knows what she's doing.
I think he's rushing because he wants to
start packing for your trip tomorrow.
I can't keep up. Where are you off to now?
Zip-lining at the Eiffel Tower with some new friends
from the Camino.
And then a two-month tour of Asia
and meeting Gabe's dad, of course.
Well, you better put me on speed dial.
- I'm gonna go sit down. - I'm the doctor in charge.
I think you'll have to fight my sister doctors for that one.
Oh?
Oh, wow. This looks amazing.
Wow, this looks awesome.
Mama. Papa.
Oh, oh, coming.
Your daughter wants you.
Gabe and I have something to tell you.
- You're pregnant? - Mama, no.
We want you to do the honors.
Oh.
I'm very proud of you, Sari.
And you thought I couldn't trust you
our middle child.
Actually, I think it was you
who thought you couldn't trust me.
I do trust you.
You've grown into a powerful force.
We'd be happy to pull the string.
Ready?
- One. - Two.
- Three! - Three!
French pastries and Filipino coffee.
Mm. A perfect match.
Going into business with my romantic partner.
A recipe for success.
We did it.
Everybody, it's singing time.
Okay!
♪ Are you gonna be mine? ♪
♪ Will you be mine? ♪