‘Emily in Paris’ Season 3 Episode 4 Recap: Cheers to Fun-Employment

Emily’s whole life has been about work, and now that she’s found herself without a job, does she really have much of an identity? Emily in Paris tries to answer this in Episode 4, which is filled with silly social media montages, enough Kir Royales to have us feeling tipsy just watching and some very PG ferris wheel sex.

We open with Emily soaking up that fun-employment life after quitting Savoir for more time in Paris, and she’s filling her days with Instagram Lives, unfortunately regressing to a level of cringe we haven’t seen since Season 1. But hey, I’ll let her have it. She just lost her job, after all.

While Emily is busy crossing items off her Paris bucket list and sharing it all with her followers, Sylvie and crew are hard at work at Agence Grateau, where Sylvie has apparently stolen Emily’s pet filter idea, because she’s pitching it to the client without her. After the meeting wraps, Luc reveals that Emily actually shared it with him, and that’s how he and Julien came up with it. Sylvie is rightfully pissed, telling them, “We shouldn’t be relying on the ideas of someone who doesn’t work here.”

Speaking of work, we’re all reminded that Camille has a job, too. She’s working with a new client, Sofia, at her gallery, and the minute this mysterious brunette steps on screen, I’m getting major flirty vibes. She even tells Camille, “Somehow I think you always get what you want,” and finds herself smooshed right against her inside a confessional, which is part of her art installation in the gallery.

Sofia, whose installation is all about secrets, says she can lend Camille a secret of her own if she doesn’t have one, and I’m crossing my fingers for a little confessional kiss between these two, but Camille’s phone buzzes, shattering the vibe.

Over at Gabriel’s restaurant, he’s yelling at someone on the phone, but we don’t hear more because we’re quickly pulled over to Emily and Mindy, who are plotting how to best fill Emily’s now very empty days. As they sip cocktails, Gabriel interrupts them to vent about his server being a little liar, which cost him his job.

Emily immediately pipes up to take on the role, and Gabriel, who rudely tells her, “You don’t even understand the menu,” begrudgingly takes her on. When the restaurant opens that night, she’s put right to work, but struggles with understanding French customers (okay, so Gabriel was right). Still, she somehow pulls it off and manages to charm everyone so much that even one of her tables wants to take a selfie with her. With Emily wowing ever patron, it’s all very Broad City Ilana waitressing gig, minus the SAD light.

Sylvie, who is busy running her agency without Emily, is in bed with her boyfriend that night when she gets so frustrated by all the “red tape” she’s wrapped up in that she texts her husband, Laurent, for help. Surely this won’t cause any issues in her current relationship.

The next day, Sylvie meets with Camille and her family, who are shocked that Emily is still in Paris and spending her days doing Segway tours. After their meeting, Camille leaves the agency with her parents, and she FINALLY admits that she did something wrong by breaking her pact with Emily and reconciling with Gabriel. Her mom and dad don’t see any fault in it, and the issue is dropped.

Back home at her apartment after work, Sylvie is sitting on the couch getting a little too cozy with her husband, whom she’s no longer romantically involved with…unless? As she and Laurent sip red wine over a pile of paperwork, Erik, Sylvie’s boyfriend, walks in, and he’s pissed. Especially when he learns that Laurent will be staying with them for a few days. Sylvie, of course, acts like this is no big deal.

Later, it’s opening night at Camille’s gallery, and she’s fending off her mom’s concerns about Emily working at Gabriel’s restaurant after she dined there and was dismayed to recognize her server as the same woman who slept with her 17-year-old son. Camille is calm and collected though, and brushes off her mom’s words as she moves over to “rescue” Sofia, who is being cornered by an older man.

After admitting she made up a lie to get Sofia away from the clingy gallery patron, Sofia thanks her and says the guy wasn’t her type. She’s “much more into smart French women with exquisite taste,” a line she delivers while looking straight at Camille. This steamy moment is put on pause — Just let these two kiss already! — as we return to Gabriel’s restaurant, where a man is on the brink of death, and it’s all Emily’s fault.

After misunderstanding his allergy when taking his order, Emily served the man a dish with mushrooms, and now the poor guy is having trouble breathing. The woman seated next to him yells, “She needs to get fired! She’s horrible at her job.” Not what anyone wants to hear during their second shift.

Back at the gallery, Camille is wrapping up as Sofia whispers a secret in her ear that we can’t hear, but clearly shocks Camille, who smiles as she turns around and sits in the confessional, only to gasp a moment later, but we don’t see what shocks her.

What’s not shocking? Emily’s firing. After almost killing a man (I hope? We never see what happens to the unlucky diner), she’s let go from Gabriel’s restaurant, but not before he delivers a speech about how she’s “making life into work” and needs to “take the time to live.”

Her time to live might not be long-lasting though, because Sylvie wants her back. Her former boss, who is reminded of Emily when she’s out to lunch and can’t escape Kir Royales — which Emily had pitched earlier to Camille’s family as a canned cocktail for their business — admits, “I think the universe is trying to send me a message.”

She quickly finds Emily go-karting with Mindy, tells her she knows about the dog food campaign, and asks her to come back. Emily, of course, accepts, but has to cross one final thing off her bucket list: ferris wheel sex with Alfie, who I’m beginning to suspect serves the sole purpose of wearing a sharp suit and talking about work, because that’s all he’s been doing this season.