That's me. Jane Quimby. My life is a little complicated right now.
I landed my fashion dream job working for her.
Gray Chandler Murray. The only problem?
They think I'm an adult.
Now I am juggling two secret lives:
One in high school, and one in high fashion.
Previously on Jane By Design:
- So about what I wanted to tell you... - Incoming.
- Okay, Janey, here's the deal... - Hi.
- What do you want, Lulu? - Just this.
- I can explain. - I just want you to leave me alone.
- I can't do this without you, Janey. - I'm sure you'll be fine.
Besides, you have a seat at the popular table now.
- What are you doing here? - Just eating.
- Jeremy Jones. - Nick. Nice to meet you.
Nick, our table's ready.
I can't do this without you either.
You don't have to.
In fashion, it's easy to take even the smallest wrong turn
and find yourself totally lost.
And fashion's got nothing on high school.
Nice belt.
Let's go.
But no matter how lost you are, the trick is to keep searching.
Because you never know what you'll find.
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Ah! Got it. Found the Choo.
I do believe we have a match.
You are a goddess.
- Not that much of a goddess. - Ha, ha.
- My work here is done. - Thank you, Jane.
Anytime.
Oh, and Jane?
Yeah, I'm not really loving the belt.
So, um, about Gray, has she said anything to you?
Said anything about what?
Oh, you know, it's probably nothing.
I've just been hearing things. It's probably just rumors.
About me?
About Gray and her job.
What about her job?
Just that she might not have one by this time next week.
Come on. That's crazy.
Not Gray. Gray is tough and talented and...
- And sometimes it's about more than that. - What is it about?
- You know, politics. - But we work in fashion.
Heh. You know what? You're right. Uh, it's nothing.
Like I said, it's probably just ridiculous rumors.
- Aren't you gonna be late for your call? - Oh, right.
Hello, Gray. How's Istanbul?
I'm not in Istanbul.
- Yes, you are. - I'm not in Istanbul, Jane.
I'm in Paris.
Wait, what?
- Paris? But... - Jane.
I could've sworn you were in Istanbul, because I booked the ticket myself, and...
- Jane. - Yes?
I need you to stop talking and listen carefully.
No one, and I mean no one, is to know where I am.
Do you understand? Have you heard of the lookbook, Jane?
Yes, of course.
It's all that a fashion company is or wants to be.
It's ideas, it's inspiration, it's sketches for upcoming collections.
It's... It's everything.
It needs to be in my hands in exactly two days.
I've booked you on the 10:15 to Paris tomorrow night.
The 10:15 what?
It's a plane, Jane.
Right. No, I know.
Uh, it's just that... Me? Paris?
- You've got to be... - You'll arrive just after noon.
I need that lookbook in my hands by 2, and not a second later.
Wow, um,
I'm not sure if I can, you know, pull that off. It's just...
If you're not here with that book,
then don't bother coming into work on Monday. Understand?
I think that was fairly straight forward, yes.
- Take the lookbook from the man. - Oh.
And do not let it out of your hands until you place it in mine.
Not for a second.
No one outside or inside the company can see it.
- Not a soul. - Thank you.
- Gray, is everything...? - Is everything what?
Well, it's just, people have been talking.
Bring me the book, Jane. See you in Paris.
I guess I'm going to Paris.
What the...?
You must be Tommy's brother.
Um, yeah, that's me. Who are you?
Hey, there you are.
Mm.
- Dude, come on. - What?
- It's 7 in the morning. - Yeah, so?
So you're standing over my bed making out with...
Xandra.
With an X.
Hi. Ha, ha.
Nice to meet you, Xandra with an X.
Baby, would you mind giving us a minute?
Okay.
So, what do you think, huh? Pretty hot, right?
Yep. She's a keeper.
Yes, she is.
And I like Xandra, Bill-bo. And Xandra likes nice things,
which is why I've hooked us up with a new score.
- Tommy... - You can't pass this up.
I'm talking grade-A pharmaceuticals here, fresh off the dock.
- We can quadruple our money. - What money?
In a week flat. And I'll tell you what, we'll go fifty-fifty on this one.
I just need 500 bucks.
- Pfft. There it is. - No, come on.
You have at least that much from caddying all summer.
- So? - So I can make us some real money here.
- I don't think so. - Sixty-forty.
That's my final offer.
- No. - Seventy-thirty?
- Oh. - Is that a yes?
Did you know this stuff has 28 grams of sugar per serving?
I did not know that.
- It's really good. - That's great.
Um, what are you doing tonight?
- Nothing. Why? - I just, um...
It's nothing.
Actually, I was thinking about sleeping over at a friend's tonight.
Sounds good.
Yeah. No, it should be fun.
You know, just a little fun, not too much fun.
Very, very little.
Okay, well, I should go.
Wait a second.
We are out of milk. Can you pick some up on the way home?
- Not a problem. - Have a good day.
You too.
Oh, and Jane, whose house are you sleeping at?
I'm sleeping at, um...
The house of my new, suddenly, super good friend.
Lulu.
- Lulu? - Yep. Lulu.
We're trying to get along for Billy's sake.
So we're, you know, forging this friendship-ish-type thing.
Cool.
- Hey. - Hi. Good morning.
Um...
What was that?
- What was what? - That look.
No, that was nothing.
Billy, that was definitely something.
Are you?
Are you embarrassed of me?
- No, no, no. You're being crazy, Lulu. - No, I'm being observant.
Okay. I just need a little time to adjust here.
This thing between us is...
Is what?
Relax. All I meant was
it's new.
Okay.
You know what? Come on.
Who cares what anybody thinks, all right?
I'm gonna take this from the top. I'm gonna start over.
I need a redo, all right?
Ah. Action.
Hey.
Hi. Good morning.
Now, that was much better.
And this? You and me?
What exactly are we now, Lulu?
Well, we're not a secret anymore.
And you're sure you're okay with that?
I'm more than okay with it.
You're my boyfriend now. And I'm...
You're my girlfriend.
Yes. Yes, I am.
- Hi. - Hi.
Do I look different to you?
- Uh, haircut? - No.
- You waxed your eyebrows. - No.
- New outfit? - Yes. But that's not it.
- Do you really want me to keep guessing? - It's this.
- Do you see this look on my face? - I do.
And I know that look. And that is not a good look.
- Oh, it's good. It's better than good. - Ha, ha.
- Can you just tell me? - Fine.
It's Paris. Paris, Billy.
- I, Jane Quimby, am going to Paris. - When?
Tonight. I mean, it's only for five hours and 49 minutes,
and then I'm on the next flight back, but it's Paris.
A few months ago, I would've been excited for a day trip to the Barneys outlet,
and now I'm going to Paris.
I just need one teeny-tiny little favor.
- I don't do passports. - I have a passport.
There's another small-ish to slightly large favor I need from you,
in order to make this happen.
Are you nuts?
Jane, sleeping at my house?
She's not actually sleeping at your house, Lulu.
It's just, if it comes up, and it won't,
you need to tell Ben that Jane's crashing at your place tonight.
No one would believe that.
Her brother will.
And what if someone else finds out about this?
Me and Jane? A sleepover?
Seriously?
Do you have any idea what that sort of thing would do to me socially?
Not that I care.
- Right. - No...
I don't care. I'm sorry.
So where is she really going?
I'm not at liberty to discuss.
I'm your girlfriend.
You're supposed to tell me everything, no matter what it is.
And I'm your boyfriend, so it'd be cool if you did me this one little favor
without asking a million questions.
- Okay, fine. - So you'll do it?
Ah. I'll think about it.
The sting of battle will only make you stronger.
Do not flinch at oncoming fire. Do not hold your position.
Always moving forward. Always advancing.
The time is now, and I am proud to lead you all to victory.
Let's do this.
Okay, people, shirts and skins.
- No way. - Cool.
Right. Bad idea. Just shirts.
- Yeah. - All right, get on the line.
Let's play some dodgeball.
Jane, I need you to put down the notebook thing
and get on the front line.
Oh, I can't.
Sure you can. This is your game, I can feel it. You got it.
No, I can't put this down, Ben. It's very, very important.
And dodgeball isn't? Just go put the notebook down.
It's not a notebook, it's a lookbook. It's work related.
And I cannot put it down, not even for a second.
- Jane, I want you to put it down. - Ben, I'm not putting it down.
- You'd better do this. - I'm not gonna do it.
Dude, you're making me look really bad here.
I'm sorry. It's just...
I can't put this down, Ben.
Put the look-a-whatever-it-is down and hit the dodgeball court right this minute,
or I'm giving you an F for the day.
An F for the day? In dodgeball?
- Is that even a real thing? - It is now.
Sit this one out, Quimby.
Fine.
All right, let's play some dodgeball. That's it. Yeah.
That's it. That's it. Come on, come on.
- Hey, Jane. - Hey.
So your, uh, brother's teaching dodgeball now.
- It appears that way. - Ha, ha.
So, uh, how was your date?
Well, she did stay through the whole thing,
so that part was an improvement.
Ouch.
How was your date? I didn't know you were into older guys.
Ha, ha. Mine was definitely not a date.
It was a work dinner, for my internship.
Oh.
That's good to know.
Hey, Fadden. Break it up over there.
Sorry, coach, I was, uh, just leaving.
That's what I'm talking about. Good job.
- Ugh. - Nice.
Um, don't wanna get you in trouble.
All right, let's keep it going.
Put that ball down.
Put that down.
Hey, Rita Shaw. Are you going to that faculty-karaoke thing tonight?
Of course, I'm Asian.
- Joking? - What do you think?
Honestly, I don't know.
I'm sorry. I was just thinking that since...
Since what?
Jane's having this whole friends-sleepover thing at Lulu's,
I thought that maybe you and I could hit the faculty party,
and get to know one another a little better and...
Wait. Back up a sec.
Jane is having a sleepover at Lulu's house?
- Yeah. - You actually believe that?
Why wouldn't I believe that?
I'd be willing to bet a year of my generous, board-of-education salary
that Jane isn't sleeping over at Lulu Pope's.
- Where else would she be sleeping? - I don't know, Ben.
Did you ever stay out all night when you were in high school?
- Sure. - And what is it that you were doing?
Well, I don't wanna brag, but...
Oh, God.
Look, it happens. Kids grow up. They get curious.
Curious? No, Jane is not curious.
Look, maybe there's a boy she likes?
Nick Fadden.
Okay, then. This all makes sense. Just don't blow it out of proportion.
Maybe it's time you and Jane have the talk about...
I have to stop this.
Boom!
I can't get over the fact that I'm stuck here and you get to go to Paris tonight.
I know. Maybe I could fit you in my carry-on.
But you'd have to wear those really skinny jeans.
- You know, the tiny ones? - Ah, ha. Funny.
I just... I hope getting this lookbook to Paris saves Gray's job.
- Did you talk to Lulu yet? - I did.
And?
She didn't exactly commit,
but she insinuated an interest in committing.
Ugh. Why did I have to say her name?
I mean, it just popped out, and then I couldn't take it back.
But of all the names I could've picked, I had to say Lulu?
She's never gonna do it.
I'm working on it.
Your grip's off.
- Yeah, I'm just messing around, coach. - Yeah.
Messing around, sort of what I wanted to talk to you about.
Look, I know my focus hasn't been perfect lately, but
I can get the job done.
You know, you're a teenager. You should take it slow.
I was a lot like you in high school, and I was known to,
let's say, over-swing on occasion.
When you find yourself at the plate tonight, you need to...
- We don't have a game tonight. - Right.
But if you found yourself, for some reason, up at bat tonight...
- Why would I find myself...? Okay. - Work with me here.
Fastball, straight down the middle. What do you do?
- Knock it out of the park. - No, no, no. No, you don't.
- I don't? - No. Are you following me here?
- Not really, coach. - Ah. Let's try this again.
Whatever you're doing tonight,
if you get a fastball down the middle, just swing easy.
Very, very easy.
Just lightly tap it. Don't do that.
If you accidentally make contact, first base only. Nothing more.
Do not try to go for second base. Hey, home run, not an option.
You hear me?
Hey, coach.
Thanks so much for letting Jane sleep over tonight.
Everything I just said, ignore it.
You swing for the fences, buddy.
Good talk.
Thank you, Billy. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
And I can't believe I'm about to say this, but please thank Lulu for me.
In less than nine hours, I'm going to be on a plane to Paris.
Yeah, and hopefully, saving two jobs.
Look, of course I've heard. What have you heard?
Nothing. Just...
Look, I spoke to an old mate from Parsons last night,
has his finger on the pulse about this sort of thing, if you know what I mean.
- And well... - Well? Well what?
Come on, enough with all the fingers and the pulses.
- Diaz is gone. - No.
- Yeah. - Gone, as in,
"no longer creative director" gone?
- Gone, as in, "out of the company" gone. - No.
- Yes. - And Gray?
It doesn't look good.
Wait, wait, wait. Who's gonna take over?
- Well, no one knows for sure. - No one knows what?
Oh. Hi, Jane.
- Hello, Jane. - Hey.
Hi. Are you guys talking about Gray?
I don't know.
Look, stop pressuring me. I don't actually know anything, okay?
Oh, he's on the Master Cleanse.
- Very cranky. - Right.
I hate to cut this short, but I have to go.
- Can you believe it? - Believe what?
Uh, Diaz out. Gray out. It's like Christmas came early this year.
Oh. Poor Gray.
Oh, I can see you're really torn up about it.
I mean, let's be honest, the timing couldn't be better for me.
Everything's going according to plan.
Plan? What plan?
Nothing.
Just that Gray and that annoying little assistant of hers
will finally be out of my hair.
Oh. I almost feel sorry for them.
I said "almost."
Passport, check.
Boarding pass, check.
And the lookbook.
Check.
No check.
No, no, no. This is not happening.
Oh, my God.
It's gone.
The lookbook is gone.
Please, pick up. Please, pick up.
Now, very rarely
"The movie was better than the book." That's because it's impossible
To fit an entire book into two hours.
I can't talk right now.
- I need your help. - I'll call you right after class.
No, no, no. Billy, please don't hang up. I'm having a major meltdown here.
- Janey, I... - Mr. Nutter?
Hi. Am I boring you?
- Not at all. - Really? You seem a bit distracted.
Maybe it's because you're on the phone, I don't know.
Oh, this is not a good time, Janey.
- Oh, Billy. - And you're still not hanging up.
If that's not your mother, or your... Your barber on the line,
I'm gonna need you to put the phone away.
- Somebody took the lookbook. - What?
I said put the phone away.
It's gone, Billy. It's gone.
I'm sorry, Mr. Hunter. Uh, I gotta go.
Oh. No, no, no, you should stay.
Listen, you can either sit in your seat now,
or you can sit in it after school during detention. All week. It's your choice.
Billy, please don't hang up.
Uh, I'll take the detention.
Now, that's what we call a bad decision, gang.
Okay. What happened to the lookbook?
I can't believe I'm actually saying the word "lookbook."
Someone stole it.
Why would they do that?
I don't know. Because they're trying to get Gray fired.
Because they want her job.
Because of politics, and fashion,
and because the world is dark and stormy. Hi.
All I know is, somebody stole it.
Sorry.
And I think I know who.
Okay, perfect.
Yeah, of course.
We'll celebrate this weekend.
I'll call you back.
- India. - Person.
- Quick question. - Nope.
- I need to... - You need to what?
- I need to... - Yes?
Uh...
Borrow a pen.
There. Now, I'd appreciate it if you stopped staring at me like a psycho,
and moved along with your happy, perky day.
- Can I just...? - Get out of my office? You may.
The sooner the better actually.
Okay.
Yes, Jane?
How is it going?
You tell me.
Wow, that's... I love that.
Okay, um, I need you to do something for me,
and it's probably gonna sound a little weird.
Anything for you.
I need you to get India out of her office for, like, five minutes.
And how do you propose I do that?
- I don't know. Aren't you two? - Friends?
- With benefits? - Don't say it.
She's in a terrible mood today.
She's in a terrible mood every day. She just threw a pen at me.
Not really convincing me.
Um, please?
Are you gonna help me or not?
Hello there.
I'm busy.
I realize that, but I wanted to show you something in my office for five minutes.
Something in your office?
I've seen it already, and I'm not really in the mood for those five minutes right now.
I assure you, it's strictly work-related. Wait, five minutes?
That's just cruel. And completely untrue.
Fine. What is it you wanted to show me?
Right this way.
You look ravishing. I really like this.
- Kind of a new look for you. - Okay, you know what?
I got a lot going on today, and I'm not feeling that helpful right now, so...
Please, don't go.
Oh, my God.
You wanna have the talk.
I've withheld and now you want.
That is just so
- guy-like. - Ugh.
That is... Me. I am a guy. Heh.
Cut to the chase, please.
You wanna have the talk, let's have it. Go.
What I think is that you are going to love,
I mean, really love, the color pattern in this new design.
It's kind of a burnished auburn mixed with a few other great colors,
that obviously I came up with,
and the best bit is there's a hint of eggshell,
- just to bring out the contrast. - Grow up.
- Ah. - You're right.
I do wanna have the talk about the state of our relationship.
I've been avoiding it, and now it's time.
So let's talk about our relationship, shall we?
Although, perhaps that's a poor choice of words.
"Relationship."
I knew it.
That little weasel.
I mean, it's such a loaded word.
Oh.
Let me start over.
- In an arrangement such as ours... - Arrangement?
Heh. Let me start over.
Two trains leave at the same time from opposite stations.
And they meet in the middle.
And that is why I choose to take cabs as often as possible,
because the underground system in this town is so unreliable.
Am I right?
I'm glad we cleared this up. Aren't you?
Uh...
No one has it. My life is over, literally.
Gray is gonna hunt me down and kill me.
Deep breaths, Jane. Deep breaths. Okay? Are you with me?
Jane? Jane?
Yes. Yes, I'm nodding.
Yeah, I can't see that.
Right. Sorry. I'm just... I'm a little overwhelmed right now.
Let's just think about this, okay? It's gotta be somewhere.
Where did you see it last?
In my bag, which was on my shoulder the entire day.
Okay, maybe you just left it somewhere. It totally could've slipped out of your bag.
Is there anywhere that could've happened?
Oh, maybe here at work, or at school,
or, you know, possibly somewhere in the city of New York.
Well, that narrows it down.
I'm totally screwed.
No. No, you're not, okay?
Because we're gonna find it. You look at work and I'll look at school.
Everything's gonna be okay, Janey. I promise.
Okay.
Okay, you're right.
And the cosine is what?
No one?
This is a good look for you.
I like you on your knees.
What are you doing?
I lost a contact lens.
Is that so?
Sort of?
Oh, wow, heh, would you look at that?
I just found it. What a relief.
Oh, God.
- Thanks for your concern. - Don't touch me.
Jane.
Jane, I think you've looked everywhere.
I know.
I lost it.
And the worst part is I let Gray down when she needed me the most.
What's this?
Choos always make it better, honey.
It's not working.
- Billy? - Carter?
Yeah, you're gonna want some caffeine for this.
She hasn't completed a sentence for over an hour.
Just kept pointing at your name in her phone.
Where is she?
Wow, this is quite a sight.
Don't judge me.
I just wanna lie here, surrounded by pretty clothes and Choos until I'm fired.
My last moments of semi-happiness.
You realize I'm gonna feel guilty for the rest of my life about getting Gray fired.
Look, you didn't get her fired. Yet.
- We're gonna find it, Jane. - How?
The plane leaves in a few hours, and I've looked here,
you've looked at school. It's gone.
And I'm the one that lost it.
Okay, come on. Now think.
Were you anywhere else at all?
Anywhere?
Nowhere.
Except,
a cab.
This should be easy.
I already checked it.
Thanks for helping me look.
Sorry we couldn't find it.
You're not the only one.
So, what happens now?
I guess I call Gray and I tell her I lost it.
And I hope against hope that she...
We get to keep our jobs.
I'm really sorry, Janey.
It's okay.
It's just... When I think about how hard it's gonna be
to get back to the place where I am right now...
You're here with me.
That's what matters.
How was your day? You must be so excited for Paris.
Paris? No, I... I don't know what you're talking about.
Save it.
Ah. Fine. You won.
- I won? - Yes, you won.
So you can spare me the crazy, creepy speech
about how Gray's on her way out and how I'm on my way out with her.
That's not why I'm here.
- No? - Nope.
I came to give you this.
- It was you. - It wasn't.
Trust me, I don't need to steal Gray's lookbook to get ahead.
A taxi driver returned it to the front desk about an hour ago.
You must have been beside yourself.
I've been a little concerned, yes.
I don't know what to say.
"Thank you, India"?
Right. Sorry. Um, thank you.
It's just, um, I'm a little confused.
Not that I'm complaining, it's just, you don't even like me, so why help?
Because that lookbook, it's not gonna save you.
Or Gray.
Rise and shine, Bill-bo.
- Oh. What time is it? - It's 5:00.
In the morning? What...? What are you doing up?
Never went to sleep. Come on, let's go. I need you to drive me to Queens.
The meds guy finally came through.
On credit. So you can keep your hard-earned American dollars.
But I still need a getaway driver.
- Getaway driver? - Yeah, well, maybe just a driver.
Come on. It's gonna be fun.
- Fun? Fun like our last road trip? - Where is this sarcasm coming from?
- I had a great time on our last road trip. - Yeah, so did I.
Oh, yeah, until that Quick and Go clerk charged me with a baseball bat.
- You got away. - Barely.
And you could've told me you were gonna steal that beer before we went in.
You never tell a decoy he's a decoy.
You know what? Just leave me out of this one, Tommy. I'm not getting sent away.
You think I'd put you at risk?
Come on. You're my baby brother. I love you.
This is gonna be fast and easy, and consequence-free.
- Yeah, until we get caught. - I promise you we won't.
Fine, eighty-twenty.
And you can take Xandra with an X to prom.
- But no funny business though. - Oh...
Hey, I can't... I can't do this without you, Billy.
Then don't.
Okay.
Sorry, I can't wait.
Oh, my God.
You're so cute.
I mean, not that I'm available.
Technically, I am available, but emotionally, I'm not available.
You don't understand a word that I'm saying, do you? Thank you.
Oh. I'm here. I have the lookbook.
You're two minutes late. And you just missed Donovan.
I was really hoping to introduce you.
Donovan? Donovan's here?
You've actually met Donovan?
Of course I have.
- But... - But what?
Um...
I thought you were gonna get fired.
No, of course not.
- You're not? - No.
You're looking at the new creative director of Donovan Decker.
There are big things ahead for us, Jane Quimby.
Big things.
Oh, um, do you want me to just wait here, or should I...?
No, don't be silly. You're in Paris for a few more hours.
What do you wanna do?
I wish you were here right now.
That is the only thing in the world that could possibly make this any better.
Well, I'm just glad you made it.
It's the middle of the day there, isn't it? Did you just wake up?
Oh, no. I've been up since 5.
- Why? - Tommy.
Oh, boy.
Yeah, tell me about it.
But I don't wanna talk about Tommy right now, okay?
- I just want to hear about Paris. - Okay, okay.
It's beautiful. And it's French.
And it's...
It's...
Jane, you still there?
- Billy. - What?
You're not gonna believe where I'm standing right now.
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