When in Rome

Great job, you guys.

Has anyone seen Stacy?

Stacy? Stacy, where are you guys?

Oh, hey boss. Table four. Come meet us.

Hey, did you check out that cute guy by the Monet?

The one breathing on the Monet?

I called security.

I think it's best to steer clear of him, given my track record.

Ooh, is that for me?

- No, no, that's my... - Thanks! I'm starving!

The show is going great. To Beth!

-Our fearless leader. - Job well done.

Thank you, guys.

Oh, my God. Is that Brady Sacks?

Beth's ex? Where?

Not a funny joke. And I'll tell you why.

Because if Brady had the nerve to show up here,

I mean at my event, no less, after he...

- Dumped you like yesterday's trash? - Ripped your heart out

and fed it to the Central Park pigeons?

Come on, I'm not even over your breakup yet.

Well, I am, OK? In a big way. Brady Sacks?

Who cares?! That's what I say.

He's right behind me, isn't he?

- Brady... - Oh, yeah...

- Great show. - Great show, guys.

Uh, what are you doing here?

Look, I know you're crazy busy,

but there's something I need to say to you.

Something I think I'll make up for what I put you through.

Uh... OK.

I've got three words for you, Beth Martin.

- I was wrong. - Did he just say he was wrong?

A year ago, when I broke up with you, I felt like

you cared more about your work than you did about me.

Yeah, I remember, Brady, really clearly,

when you broke up with me in the Applebee's.

I'm sorry about that, but I'm here to tell you that...

- ...I get it. - Can you hear?

Barely. I think he said he gets it.

Oh, he gets it!

I'm ready to jump in again, in a big way.

You want to jump in again?

Yeah.

Wow, uh...

Yeah. I mean, maybe. If it's slow.

You made me realize that it doesn't matter

how hard someone works, as long as you love them enough.

Yes. I can't believe that you're saying that.

I'm just a little overwhelmed.

I met someone who works just as hard as you do,

only now I can accept her for that.

- We're getting engaged! - Beth's getting engaged!

Did I just hear that right?

Our host and curator, Beth Martin, is getting engaged?

Uh... Uh...

No, I'm not. I'm not getting engaged!

Not tonight, not to him.

Oh, man.

But maybe. Maybe in the future sometime.

I don't know. With someone else.

Got to see how it pans out. OK?

Well, at least it wasn't in the Applebee's.

Worst day ever.

- Joan? - Sis! Guess what?

I'm getting married!

Yay.

His name is Umberto. Umberto! How sexy is that?

We met on a flight to Italy two weeks ago,

and now we're getting married. In Rome.

Wow. That... Joan. Wow.

He's the one, Beth. I know it. I can't wait until you meet him.

And when I do, I will have known him for almost as long as you have.

You know what? You're not exactly a role model

when it comes to relationships.

OK, maybe not, but that is because

I have a relationship with my job.

I love my job. And when I find a guy that I like more than my job,

that's how I'll know he's the one.

OK, so basically what you need is a male version of yourself.

Well, he doesn't have to be blonde.

You know that I mean this with all the love in the world,

but two weeks, Joan?

That's not long enough.

That's not even enough time for a credit check.

When you know, you don't need proof. You just know.

- Be happy for me, B. - God, I am! I am.

I am.

She's doomed. I mean, come on,

you meet some Italian guy in first class, you date him.

- You don't marry him. - She's so lucky.

Just imagine working in a place where they sort men into classes.

What? I'm just saying.

My baby sister is about to make the biggest mistake of her life,

and there's nothing I can do about it.

She got swept away. It happens.

No, it doesn't.

Instead of chasing a fairy tale,

you could focus on work. That's what I do.

And you know what? I've never been happier.

Well, you must be ecstatic.

And still single, I understand.

It appears we can begin. In nine days, we'll be hosting

the single most important event of our year,

The Board of Trustees' Annual Circle of Gold Gala.

This year, the special installation for the event

is the brainchild of our youngest

and therefore least-experienced curator.

An exhibition centered on the theme of pain. Status report.

Fourteen of our pieces are already on site,

and three of the remaining four are en route.

- And the remaining piece? - Is the Slater Bradley.

Yes, the centerpiece for the exhibition, where is it?

We're resolving some last-minute insurance issues.

Last-minute? I can't say I like the sound of that.

It'll be here. I'll make sure of it.

Moving on...

Ah, there is one small little detail.

The day after tomorrow, my sister will be getting married.

In Rome. Italy.

Well, that simply won't do.

Well, it's my baby sister's wedding.

Well, we all have sisters, Beth.

Mmm.

I will stay on top of this from Rome.

I'll be in and out in 48 hours, and you have my word, Celeste.

The Circle of Gold Gala will go off without a hitch.

It better. You may be talented, Beth,

but you're not irreplaceable.

Have a nice trip.

So...

How long you stay Rome, eh?

Uh, 48 hours and counting.

Is not so much time. But lucky for you,

it only takes a moment to see true beauty.

The Eternal City is the most romantic city in the world.

You never lived until you loved in Rome.

Not a lot of reception around here, huh?

Put down your phone and look, signora. Welcome to Roma!

Did I mention I'm late for my sister's wedding?

Many times. So much beauty!

And, finally, the magnificent Fontana d'Amore.

A place where romantics from all over the world

come to wish for love.

Old people, young people, ugly people.

They get so lost in love. It's nice!

Yes, nice, thank you.

And good luck!

Joan, the Amsale dress looks gorgeous.

- Hi! Hi. - Beth, darling!

Wow, look at you. You look exhausted.

- Thanks, Mom. - She looks fine.

- You look beautiful. - Thank you.

What happened to "don't see the bride before the wedding"?

- Isn't this bad luck? - Girls, we don't have time.

Your father's current tramp of the month is waiting inside with your dress.

I heard that. And she's not a tramp.

She's a pro beach volleyball player. Hello, sweetheart.

Hi, Daddy.

- How are you? - Exhausted.

Beth, this is Umberto, my fiancé.

So, you're my sister too, now.

- Yeah. - Come on.

You have to meet his family. They're a scream.

See if he has a brother.

- Dad! - Cousin.

Slippery little... Come on.

How does he get service?

- You're late, Nick. - I'm sorry.

- Where's your tie? - Oh!

There we go.

I know, but I can't get an Internet signal.

I need to know that you're on top of the Slater Bradley situation.

Hey!

You're breaking up. Just whistle if you can hear me.

- Stacy? - Ah, there's my girl.

Taking care of business.

- Always. - Having a good time?

Oh, yeah. You know me, I love small, intimate weddings.

If you're gonna be a bear, be a grizzly, right?

I don't know what that means.

- So, what do you think of Tina? - She seems very fit, Dad.

That's all you can say?

Tan and odds-on favorite to catch the bouquet.

You're a very lucky man.

I only wish for you the feeling I have when I'm with her.

Come on, Beth. Get going here. I want to throw another wedding.

You will. You're due for another wife pretty soon.

I'm sorry, that was a low blow.

Quite a pair, huh?

You refuse to fall in love, and I can't stop.

Promise me one thing.

When it comes, you'll be open to it.

- I will try, Daddy. - There you are!

- It's vase-breaking time. - It's what?

It's a tradition. The maid of honor shatters a vase,

and the number of pieces symbolizes

the years of happiness she wishes for the bride and groom.

Wow! That's a lot of pressure.

Right? So smash it hard.