Satisfaction

Previously on "Satisfaction"...

He's been dead to me for a long time.

Company's mine. I need to put this behind me.

We're all one mad, dysfunctional family

- at this point. - Say I was interested

in the money, how much are we talking?

Half percent profits on fourth quarter earnings in Waverly Industries.

And I want a seat on the board.

Anytime money changes hands over sex,

someone is getting exploited.

When did you see Simon?

I dropped by his place earlier with some food

to offer condolences.

I think I'm finally ready to start my own family.

I had some eggs frozen years ago.

Maybe you can help me navigate this motherhood thing.

What's a married couple doing getting involved

in the world of sex for hire?

We are strictly management.

Can't have it all, I guess.

We had it all, Barry, and we lost it.

Sounds like you want us to build a dating site.

More like a desire-companion site.

We provide pre-screened, upscale men

for professional women seeking short-term companionship.

I'm gonna get started, okay?

Sure you don't want to wait? We're almost done here.

No, I can handle it.

Gonna be fun.

Thank you all for coming today.

We're running a little behind,

so please be prepared when I call your name.

Steven Sprung.

So, how did it go today?

Excellent. Roster's coming together

and the website should be up by the end of the week.

And we should have that updated proposal

for you by tonight.

I like the sound of that.

Barry, it's that time.

If we're gonna keep the lights on here

and continue with the startup process,

we're gonna need your full commitment now.

Okay, let me crunch some numbers again.

All looks good, I'll come out tomorrow morning with a check.

Oh, and I like chocolate croissants

and cappuccino with 2% milk.

Duly noted.

He's really gonna invest.

We could be in business by the end of the month.

We're gonna need staff.

And a cappuccino maker.

We're really starting an escort business together.

What is wrong with us?

What?

Let's take a break.

Oh. Oh, my God. Thank you.

I think I need a glass of water. I'm gonna die.

Hey, you take it easy with that, okay?

I did pay for the whole afternoon.

Gah.

Hey, I think I need a sip of your water.

You sure do.

What the...

What are you doing here?

Real question is, what are you doing here?

- Oh. - Nearly two weeks

since the Trumans and I helped you

out of that sticky situation with your father.

Where have you been?

Is Trish still back there?

Oh, I see.

Nothing like throwing yourself into your work

when you want to forget your life,

drown your sorrows.

Hmm. Rosalie?

Send her home.

Hey, hey, wait, what?

Don't worry, I'll make sure she's taken care of.

You can't just barge in here like this!

Oh, you mean like you did at my place,

looking for a favor? Sure I can.

I stuck my neck out for you, Simon.

You know you never even said thank you?

Gee, you know what, I'm really sorry.

Thank you for all your help.

I've had a lot to deal with lately.

Honestly, I could give a shit about your feelings right now.

We had a deal.

You've been put in charge of a multi-million-dollar company,

one where I now have a stake in the profits

and sit on the board.

You need to get to work.

Oh, I see. You need me.

Oh, on the contrary, darling, you need me,

because from the looks of things,

you're standing on the ledge, looking a little off balance.

Look, I know things have been hard.

Your whole life just changed,

but with great fortune comes great responsibility.

You need to pull your act together.

If not, you're going to be disappointing a lot of people,

people who put their faith in you.

Grace alone.

You're not an escort anymore.

You're head of a company.

Start acting like it.

And for God's sake, buy better vodka.

You can certainly afford it now.

Rosalie.

So, how long have you been a professional escort?

Under a year.

And tell me what you enjoy most about it.

The women.

I love hearing about their lives,

their joys, their pains.

I love their smell, their taste.

I bet you taste amazing.

What's your background, Neil? College?

That's a really beautiful accent.

What is that, French?

Um, my mother was French.

I spent time there as a child.

That's it. French women are so mysterious.

They smile like they're hiding some hidden sexual secret.

Are you hiding a secret, Grace?

Well, I don't know about that.

No, see what I just did?

You asked if I went to college, I flirted, you got off-topic.

I was making conversation.

But I never answered your question.

For all you know, I could have just gotten out of prison.

You're being ridiculous.

No, you're being careless.

- Oh... - If you're gonna be

interviewing for us, then you need to stay professional.

It's a tactic, Neil.

How am I supposed to know what a potential escort

has to offer if I don't flirt a little?

Adriana would sleep with all her potential escorts.

Yeah, maybe I should do all the interviewing

and you do client relations?

Oh, so neither one of us gets to have any fun?

Grace, the whole point of this is to have fun together, right?

Right. Right, we just need...

Boundaries.

Like, maybe we only sleep with one new person each month.

Well, that doesn't sound like all that much fun.

Five?

Three.

Deal.

Need you to sign for it.

Sure.

Thanks.

Is that from Barry?

No, it's from...

Zeitlan Publishing, whoever they are.

It's a release form... for my life story.

What?

It's from Kate Marston.

Who?

Ten years?

That's a long time.

And do you enjoy it?

What about you?

Neil. Wha...

What a surprise. It's so good to see you again.

I called your office.

Your assistant told me I could find you here.

Um, ladies, can you please give me a minute?

- Yeah. - Thank you.

You're writing an article for "Esquire?"