Adriana arrives with Alex and Frederic, much to Joanna’s dismay. Adriana looks great, but is feeling pretty nervous about running into Joanna. She talks with Lisa about the night before – doesn’t apologize, mind you – and still blames Joanna for the entire thing. Frederic pipes up that Joanna’s lucky he wasn’t there, because had he been, things would have turned out differently. Like how? They would have ended in some sort of tango contest? Please.
Later on, when everyone sits down, Karen’t remarks that Joanna was visibly upset when she realized that Adriana and Joe Francis were exactly one table away. Not only that, Francis actually has the gall to come up to Joanna to say, “Can we be friends?” Dude’s lucky he’s still walking after the night Joanna had. Creep. Alexia sits down next to Jo at one point and asks to hear her side of the story. Why, I’m not sure, but I don’t trust Alexia’s motives. Joanna starts to explain, but then Karen’t pulls an Alexia and comes over in the middle and Alexia accuses the dentist of being rude and tries to leave. Joanna tells Alexia to sit back down, and Karen’t backs off, rolling her eyes at the silliness, so Alexia avoids losing her shit once more. The rest of their conversation must have not been more interesting than Romain’s absence because we cut right to Lea announcing it. Joanna sadly confirms that Romain didn’t want to come, and looks even more like she wants to cry in her salad.
During the auction, Roy does NOT rip off his suit and start rocking out to “It’s Raining Men,” and that sucks. But people bid, so Lea’s raising money and is optimistic about getting a million dollars that night. Lea auctions something off having to do with Joe Francis, so his name is announced and Adriana starts loudly cheering him on. This leads to both tables shouting insults not at each other, per se, but about each other and within earshot. It’s pretty catty, it’s pretty shitty, and like I said in the minicap, I’m kind of on Joanna’s team with this one. It’s not because she’s prettier, that was jooooke, but it is because she’s a supermodel, not a grownup. I expect less from her than I do from Adriana, who speaks five languages, runs and art gallery, and in general acts superior to a lot people. If you’re gonna act that superior, Adriana, I expect your insults to be more interesting (and maybe in Chinese) than, “She’s not a super model, she’s a super whore.” Your son heard that, by the way. Way to teach him how to talk to women!
Joanna texts Romain that she loves him and wishes he were there, and when he doesn’t text her back, she starts crying. Eventually she leaves in tears, and Adriana reigns disgustingly triumphant.
She looks fucking great, though.