Through My Window 3: Looking at You (A través de tu mirada)

Have you heard from the publisher?

Uh, you wanna sleep here tonight or go to your place?

Your publisher. Don't ignore the question.

Mm. Well, I don't think they'll even remember me.

Really?

Hm.

But you're impossible to forget.

Yeah.

No!

You're gonna be late.

-See you later. -Yeah.

I'll see ya.

Okay, bye.

Shit.

-Put on Christmas carols. -Sorry.

Ho, ho. ho!

- Can you wrap this, please? -Yes, yes. Of course.

POMPEA PUBLISHING HOUSE - NEW MESSAGE

Ah!

Good luck.

Sorry about that.

The people at the printers are such a pain.

It'll be ready for International Book Day, April 23rd.

THROUGH MY WINDOW

We'll have a book presentation and a signing.

We have to publicize it on your social media.

145 FOLLOWERS

Hm. Well, maybe not.

The book's been sent out already to a few important critics

and the feedback's been great.

You look like a deer in headlights.

Sorry, I'm a little bit nervous.

It could help you relax to, uh…

To start writing part two.

Part two?

So, the publishing house is hosting a New Year's Eve gala.

Editors, managers, authors.

Mm. Mm-hmm.

Bring him if you want.

The characters in our novels are also invited.

-It's him, right? -No, it isn't.

Ah… Sorry, you can… you can bring whoever you wanna bring.

But if it's the Greek god, better.

And consider part two.

THROUGH MY WINDOW - RAQUEL MENDOZA

RAQUEL'S ALWAYS BEEN CRAZY FOR ARES…

This is so great. Lolo, look at this.

Wow. You look so pretty in the photo.

It's a professional photo. Like some VIP, right?

Use this one.

FOR YOSHI

- That one's too heavy! - That's the idea.

- -I miss him too, all the time.

He's looking down smiling.

-Let's make a toast. - Yeah.

To the best agent, and to the window.

- Cheers. -The best agent.

That was awesome.

Are you trying to steal my points?

It's my turn.

Let me take a guess.

I think I'm winning.

She dumped you and you can't get over her.

Wrong.

Yeah. Pass me another.

We all have an unforgettable ex.

Don't let it get to you.

Wrong again.

She's my girlfriend.

Interesting relationship.

So they say.

THROUGH MY WINDOW… IT ALL STARTED WITH A GOODBYE.

Ah!

- You okay? -Yeah.

Are you back for the holidays?

Yeah.

If not, Apolo would kill me, so…

He misses you.

Artemis does too, I think.

I miss them too.

And the sun.

-I also miss the sun. -It's cold out.

You don't know what real winter's like.

Raquel, um…

Sorry about everything.

Truly.

Well, enjoy the holidays.

Yeah, well you too.

LOOKING AT YOU

Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas, everyone!

- Run, run, run! - Very pretty!

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!

Run, run, run, run, run, run, run!

Hey, be careful!

Wow. There's so much stuff. Hm.

Oh, I like these flowers.

- Hm? -I think…

I think they kinda look like the ones I saw back there.

You like the lavender too, right?

Which one?

Uh, that too.

Hmm.

- Think your mom would like it? -Yeah, it's cool.

All right, perfect. We'll get it. One sec.

Excuse me? Excuse me? Hi. Uh, could we take that one?

- What about the house? -Yeah, yeah, sure. Come on.

-No. -Come on.

-Raquel, I saw you. Come on. -Gregory, I--

Come on. Come on.

Hey! Ares!

We have to say hi. Come on.

-Hello! -

How are you?

Hey. Home for Christmas?

'Tis the season for it.

Yeah, for the flu.

-The lucky lady. -How are you?

- Good, you? -Good. Good. Good.

How are you?

Hey.

I'm so sorry about Yoshi.

How are you?

It's like the tropics here compared to Stockholm, I'd imagine.

Well, actually, not really.

The Hidalgos don't like putting on the heater.

-So you're staying there. - Yes! It's beautiful.

-Such a beautiful home. - You moving back?

No. We're going back on the first.

Yep and on the second, we'll pick up the keys

to our new apartment.

-We'll be taking that next step, right? -Yeah.

- - Wow.

-A new year and a brand new life. -Yeah. Exactly.

Well, we'd better look for more ornaments.

Yep.

There's a whole lot to choose from and you don't want to mess up.

-You know? -Yeah.

Happy holidays!

-See you guys. -Bye!

-See you. -Merry Christmas!

Come on! I thought I saw a hot chocolate stand over there.

Well, you have to admit they make a perfect couple. Right?

A little to your… to your right, yeah.

Let the ribbons fall nicely.

Tell me exactly how this whole thing works.

When two people are under the mistletoe they have to kiss.

She's making it up. Don't believe a word she says.

-Sugar? -Oh.

It's true, Artemis.

We've never done this kiss thing in this family.

Look.

There you go, perfect.

See? I don't need mistletoe to kiss my daughter.

- You're just… -I'm what?

We're not big kissers in this family.

Dani, guess what! We just saw Raquel and Gregory.

Ah! You did?

- Daniela, you explain. -Uh, what?

How does mistletoe work?

Whoever's under it has to kiss.

You make up some horrible traditions to kiss.

-Oh my God, enough. -It's not. No, come on.

None of you are gonna convince me. It's horrible.

-And it's unsanitary. - Shall we?

What if I was a stranger?

There's no way I'm going around hugging and kissing everyone like Santa Claus.

We'll see about that at the Martínez's.

Uh, I haven't confirmed yet.

It's not an option. He's gotta be there.

I feel bad for my parents, Claudia. And for them.

I can't leave them on Christmas Eve.

Don't worry. We never really celebrate it.

Well, that's your opinion.

All set!

-So pretty. -Very nice.

-You're an artist. -

- Hey, Roberto! - Hi.

-Hello. -

-Mm. - Oh, thank you.

Where's your daughter?

Raquel, can you say hi to Roberto?

- Hey, this tastes amazing! - What's in it? Garlic?

Yes. Minced.

You can come for dinner every night if you want.

-Mom, please. -I said if he wants to.

You don't have to cook every time you come over.

Well, I like it.

Leave him alone. If he wants to be the best boyfriend ever, let him.

You could try too.