Summer in the Vineyard

You know what?

I think everything is looking really good

for this point in the summer.

I was kinda worried with all of the late rain we had.

I wasn't worried.

That's because you never worry about anything.

That's what you're here for.

You are the classic over-thinker.

It's called "planning ahead".

Well, it's a good thing,

because together we are a perfect balance

like wine and cheese.

Alright, fine.

As long as I get to be the wine in this scenario.

You are so the cheese.

What?!

What kind of cheese?

Gorgonzola.

Obviously.

Obviously.

You really wanna know why I'm not worried?

Why?

Because we have Sorrento,

we have our first vintage ready to bottle,

and we have each other.

Awe, see?

You're the cheese.

Alright, get over here.

Where?

We should hold that thought.

We're still on the clock.

I'll just ask one of the owners if we can take a break.

She said yes.

I know, but we should really try to keep business

and romance separate, Frankie.

I'm sorry, sir.

Because I thought that you were the one

that kissed me just then.

I- I didn't say it would be easy but we should try.

We need to be able to make

business decisions about Sorrento with our-

Heads and not our hearts.

Ok, I don't sound like that, but...

Yes.

Well, wine is all about heart.

Alright, well I'm pretty sure that the bank

isn't going to be accepting "emotions"

as payment when our loan is due soon.

Well, someone very wise once said

"don't let the accountants make the wine".

You just made that up.

It's possible.

Alright, well, as long as it's business time

I'm gonna go ahead and, think outside the box

about these vines,

then we can circle back about the other stuff later.

Now you are pushing it.

What're you gonna do?

Report me to HR?

Quitting time, business partner,

which means that you can be my girlfriend again.

Awe.

Mittens, really?

Come on, llama!

You're supposed to go chase squirrels.

Do we look like squirrels to you?

Did he just say "yes"?

Yeah.

My gosh.

I gotta get Lexy from the train station.

Lexy I am so glad that you are here.

Me too.

I really am just sorry that it took your restaurant

closing down for you to have time to come up.

I know.

It's fine though, really.

I mean, it's not like Chicago is the only place

that needs pastry chefs, right?

Well, maybe this time you'll fall in love with St. Madeline

and you'll stay.

Well it is gorgeous here.

You picked the right time of year.

Yeah, it seems like it.

What is all this "Summerfest" stuff?

Ok, so every year here on Main Street

there's a week-long arts festival called "Art Walk",

then there's a food and wine pairing called

"Taste of St. Madeline".

All of the wineries pair their new vintage

with a big time chef.

Ooh.

It's...

That sounds incredible.

Are you and Nate doing that?

Who's your chef?

We are, but unfortunately it seems that

all the established wineries snatched everyone up.

Hey, are you hungry?

Yeah, I'm actually starving.

Ok, good.

Let's get to the house.

Nate is cooking and I cannot wait for you to meet him.

I still can't get over that you ended up buying

a winery with a DeLuca.

Aren't we Baldwins supposed to have some decades

old feud with them?

Let's just say we managed a truce.

Hey, Marco.

Hey.

Got those filters you were looking for.

Thanks, big bro.

Still working away on this exhaust here.

You wanna put that one in for me?

Thank you.

I was just bringing it to you.

I don't work here anymore.

Well then maybe you're just helping out

your little brother?

Fine.

Can you pass me that one-inch crescent please?

That I can do.

So how are things going around here?

I know you had to take on a lot more after I left.

It's fine.

The usual.

Still looking for something new to sink my teeth into

like you did, though.

I thought you were happy taking over the family business.

Yeah, I am, but, you know, there's nothing wrong

with wanting something more.

That's the DeLuca in you.

Hey, you wanna come by Sorrento for dinner tonight?

What, and take more heat from Frankie

about breaking her best friend Hannah's heart?

I don't think so.

I'm making ribs.

I'm there.

Uno, dos, tres, lemonade time.

Ok.

You guys, this house is awesome.

You both own it, right?

Right.

So how did she convince you

to let her live here instead of you?

By reminding him that whoever lives here

has to take care of the llama.

Not a fan.

I forgot the cookies.

I'll be right back.

Would you mind grabbing the bread when you're in there?

Sure.

Thanks.

Hey Marco

Marco.

What're you doing all the way over here?

Another broken-hearted woman chase you out of town?

I... I invited him earlier.

I'm pretty sure I told you.

Let me get this straight.

Lexy's been in town an hour

and you're already setting her up on dates?

No, absolutely not.

You know, now that you mention it-

Sorry, who's Lexy?

She's my cousin.

And she's off limits.

Alright. Alright.

Don't worry about it.

I'm on a dating hiatus, anyway.

Mmmhmm.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go wash my hands-

Woah!

Woah.

Nice save.

Got it, yeah.

Sometimes the soccer goalie in me comes in handy.

No way.

I was a soccer goalie, too.

No way.

It takes a lot of guts to put your body

on the line like that.

Yeah.

Broken, fractured, torn achilles heel.

Broken, torn ACL, stitches.

Nice.

Yeah.

Thank you.

No problem.

I'm Marco DeLuca, by the way.

Nate's brother.

Fourth generation wine maker.

I'm Lexy, Frankie's cousin.

First generation pastry chef.

Did you bake those?

I did.

Can I-

Do you want one?

Yes.

Wow, wow!

Well done.