Por ella soy Eva #3 7/18/12

We open with a little recap of Juan Carlos doing some heavy foreshadowing... "Me? See the world from a woman's point of view? What is she smoking?"

Helena goes to her kid's school to console him. The other kids have been teasing him about his absentee father, and he got roughed up a bit. A triple scratch on his cheek makes it look like maybe a squirrel attacked him. What kind of school is he attending?


Anyway, she brings him to the friends-house-cum-travel-agency. She tells the him that grandpa can't know about about the business (because she payed for it by taking out a mortgage on his house without his knowledge).

Plutarco's bimbo gets his car in a fender-bender. He is quite displeased by what she had described as some lil rasguncitos (smashed-in-headlights), but all is mostly smoothed over by plans of a jacuzzi "business meeting" for the two of them when he gets a call from his wife the whale who is feeling fatal and must see him immediately. Wuh-woh! But when he gets there he finds that she's not literally dying. He looks momentarily disappointed before he remembers that she's his link to 40% of grupo imperial. Apparently her malaise was not physical. She was waiting for him and he was late. It's about their relationship - he's never there and she wants divorce. This time he remembers the shares immediately, and falls to his knees begging for another chance to show her romance.

Helena does her own share of foreshadowing, joking with her friend about what she'll do when her "hombre ideal" shows up. Cue Juan, who bursts into the agency for his meet cute. He's dressed absurdly, with a little kerchief about his neck and a silly shirt. He clonks heads with Helena about 3 times, she drops her stuff, their eyes meet, the whole deal! She wonders who he is. Him: "Yo soy Juan........ uh........ PERON [emphasis mine]...... de Argentina"[!!!!!!!!!!!!!!] I laugh out loud. I was surprised that my mom didn't recognize the name (Juan Peron, immensely popular, immensely devastating beloved/hated populist autocratic president of Argentina off-and-on for several decades with an exile before the third term), but it's a real crackup. And his fake accent really made me giggle. He claims to be representing a bus of tourists arriving to D.F. in an hour and desperately in need of a tour guide. She says she's a bit rusty but agrees to give it a go.


Somehow, he came up with a bus full of people for her to guide. Maybe it was just some random tour bus. They give the tour together, are super cute, and even dance up top of the double-decker bus! We see many sights, but where's the tower they always include in every telenovela shot of Mexico city? They get off. He praises her tour guiding talents and tries to find out about her beach development project. He will continue his investigations when he takes her out to a fancy dinner tonight, ostensibly to discuss her leading more buses. I love the way he's stumbling at trying to figure out the "vos" form in his fake Argentinian accent.

Then Juan discusses the situation with his bud, who sees her as just another one of Juan's dames and wants to know if she's plebian, cortesana, o marquesa (some kind of chauvinist/bro-vinist classification spectrum).

At dinner, Juan is smitten by Helena, though she looks kinda like she did this afternoon. He falls all over her. "I don't drink," she says, but his plan was to get her drink, so uh-oh. I love watching him squirm when she gripes about that bastard Juan at grupo imperial who trashed her project and fired her for being a woman.

Plutarco's makeup romantic dinner, to which he conveniently accidentally invites his boss (so he can puppet-master his wife into asking her brother for some shares for Plutarco). He pushes the unhealthy stuff on his wife - she'll have the ribs AND the shrimp fountain! A shrewd boss (Adrian?) won't talk business, and frowns at Plutarco as the beloved whale (man, the fat jokes are getting old quick) smears her face with rib sauce.

Juan Peron wants to  dance. Isn't it funny that he will change his identity into Eva from Juan Peron? Just as Eva Peron (remember Evita) picked up the populist mantle from her dead husband? As they dance Juan grabs her butt and tries his line, but she slaps him and storms out. But before making it to the door she sees Plutarco at his table and flips out (remember, she got the identities mixed up, because Plutarco was the only executive upstairs when she led her woman-revolution up there for the attack.

Juan tries to defuse her. He says HE will talk to them, and hauls her back to the table to try and fix everything. Awesome cliffhanger!


Then the avances show us nothing new - more like a preview of what they'll show in the in the recap tomorrow at 8:00 PM. Tune in!