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Christmas, Christmas, Christmas, Christmas

The snow is beginning to fall After days of Thanksgiving for

all

If you open your hearts and your ears, you can almost hear sleigh bells ring.

Christmas, the old -fashioned way.

Santa will come in his sleigh to bring candies and toys to our good

girls and boys who won't sleep tonight.

Let's go out and get us a treat.

Bring it home to the whole family Then we'll all get around Bring the ornaments

down from the tree And sing

Have you read that book like a hundred times already?

It's a classic.

Just because something's old doesn't make it a classic.

Because it's a classic, it never gets old.

Haven't you ever read it? Of course.

It was the best of times. It was the worst of times.

That is a tale of two cities.

Are you sure?

What's that?

An early Christmas present to cheer you up.

And coffee.

Thank you.

What's this?

I already have business cards.

Plus, haven't you read the big sign at the front?

Yes and yes.

But... But what?

Your business cards are so old. They have a handwritten email address on them

and no social media accounts.

I think these might predate the internet.

Okay.

But still, the sign?

I've decided I'm not letting you go out of business.

Becky, you know I love this place more than anything in the world.

But you've seen the numbers.

We just can't compete in this new digital shopping world.

People don't want to leave their homes to come find treasures anymore.

They can have it all at the tips of their fingers.

Chance, we can do this, okay? We just need to create some buzz, a new website,

social media accounts, a blog.

You'll notice all your new accounts are on the card. I don't know what half of

these are. You will learn.

Plus, I already pre -programmed them to set up daily posts.

Give me until the end of the holidays, okay? If this doesn't help to turn

around, I will finally learn the difference between a half -calf nonfat

macchiato and a nonfat misto tea latte.

Becky, come on.

What do you have to lose?

Definitely not a barista. See, I'm doomed without this job.

Okay. But it's gonna... Take a Christmas miracle.

Now, of course, this happens when I'm late.

And he knows I'm late.

The more I talk, the more I'm late.

You're late. I'm so sorry. I picked up the research file for your new men's

line. Stripes are in. Plaid is out.

I mailed out the promo packages for your new fragrance, Eau d 'Aventure, and I

emailed your sister to confirm that you and Miss Brooks will be attending her

Christmas dinner. Wonderful. Did you book the Astro Lounge for the New Year's

event? I want that presentation to be revolutionary.

Yes, sir. Great.

Oh, and let's make sure the usual social media savvy crowd are there ready to

live stream. I want the event to scream young, ambitious, adventurous

executives. Everybody should leave that event wanting to wear clothing,

fragrance, and accessories.

Absolutely. Did you specify a dress code? Of course.

Oh, and I picked up your Santa hat.

Santa hat?

The magazine wanted the cover to have you in a Santa hat.

Research shows it makes you appear more effective and approachable.

It was part of the terms you agreed to.

Now remember, sir, it's all about the image.

Your words.

I look ridiculous.

Well, look at it this way, sir. This will be the last year you'll be voted

eligible bachelor.

After Christmas Eve, you'll be off the market for good.

That's true.

Speaking of which, did you pick up my mother's ring from the safety deposit

Yeah, it's in my pocket. Great. Guard it with your life.

I would die for it, sir.

Now, we need to wrap up this photo session. You have a press conference in

minutes and a board meeting at 10 a .m.

I am very approachable and fast when it's required.

Maybe both on the hip?

Maybe. Um, maybe try a different side.

What do you mean a different side? I'm looking at the camera. I mean, try

favoring your left side. Everyone has a good side. A good side?

Don't they look the same?

No, they look completely different.

Huh. I think we need a Santa hat.

This is ridiculous.

Why does anyone want to see pictures of me for the blog? Why aren't we taking

pictures of the treasures in this store?

Because customers want to buy things from people they know and trust.

Okay? Our best chance to increase sales is by getting customers to know and love

you.

Besides, the first post is all about you and how you started this place.

Really? You wrote an entire post about that? I may not be good at ordering

lattes, but I do have an English degree and a soft spot for sappy stories.

An English degree?

Aren't you being a little generous?

Tis the season.

So, uh, what did you write?

The truth.

That your father was a collector of art and books and vintage furniture, and

that when he passed away, you spent your college tuition money to open up this

store in his memory so that he'd always be with you.

That was such a long time ago.

I was so naive to think I could make this work long term.

You don't regret opening this door, do you?

Not a moment.

What am I going to do if this doesn't work out?

I don't know.

But if we have a chance at making this work, we have got to find your good

Okay? Come on. Break's over.

Let's go.

Let's see that turn.

The turn. The turn.

Ha!

It's better when I make noises.

Here are your talking points regarding the sale of Rutherford and Sons, and

these are for the acquisition of Mason Weiss.

Perfect.

Let's see the ring, please.

Yeah.

Has it been sized yet?

It will be, as soon as you find out Miss Brooks' ring size.

Discreetly. Right. I haven't done that yet.

How does one discreetly find out the size of a woman's ring finger?

I wouldn't know, sir.

I work too much to have a girlfriend.

But I'll put that on my list of things to figure out, and I'll get back to you,

Mr. Richards. Okay? Testing,

testing, testing, testing.

Okay.

Merry Christmas, everyone. Thank you for coming. I have a few moments to answer

some questions. Yes, Mr. Richards.

With the recent acquisition of Mason White, we're wondering what are your

for the corporation's new direction? Will you keep their current fashion

Well, I would like to increase the annual growth by at least 20 % next year

introducing a new men's line led by fashion icon Jacob Sheep.

Mr. Richards, was the sale of Rutherford & Sons the result of the CEO's

potential involvement in the latest political scandal?

Rutherford & Sons was a business strategy that was put into motion six

ago and wasn't influenced in any way by exterior rumors.

Mr. Richards, keeping with rumors, would you care to comment on the social media

chatter about you and Ms. Layla Brooks potentially getting engaged in the near

future? Is there any truth that our most eligible bachelor may soon find himself

hashtag tying the knot?

I have no comment.

My relationship with Ms. Brooks is personal.

Next question?

Mr. Richards.

This is really good.

Sappy, but good.

Thanks. We just need to add this photo here and post.

Do you really think this could help save the store?

Yes, I do. If you take it seriously and try.

It's just so hard for me to put myself out there for the whole world to see.

This stuff is so personal, and I don't know anything about this new social

savvy world.

That's why you have me.

Thank you.

And look, we finally found your good side.

Did you flip the image?

And hey, you know, at the very least, maybe this whole thing will put you out

there a little more. You can finally find a nice guy to share a meal with.

You know, me and Captain Bubbles are just fine on our own. You can't cuddle

a fish.

No, but he is a better listener than my last boyfriend, and he doesn't complain

when I watch reality shows, so I take that as a win.

Fair enough.

What do you want for lunch?

Sushi?

Presentation for the meeting?

Perfect. Have you found the first edition copy of A Christmas Carol for

yet? Still working on that, Mr. Richards.

Now, are you sure she's going to like it? She doesn't strike me as a reading

type.

Look, it's a classic. I'm sure she'll love it as much as I do. It's a

in my family to read it every single Christmas, and that's a tradition I'd

to continue when Layla and I get married.

Yes, sir.

Uh, and I'd like you to walk me through the rest of the plans for my big

proposal. I want this week to be perfect.

About that, sir.

What about that, Ryan?

I've been thinking, you know, I'm great at keeping your life on track.

That's why I keep you around.

But perhaps you need someone a little more... More what?

qualified to plan and organize your big romantic proposal, sir.

Ryan, you're the only one I trust.

Okay, full disclosure.

I haven't had a girlfriend in two years, and my best date ever was taking a girl

to a comic book convention dressed in a cape and purple tights. Sounds like fun

to me. The most romantic thing I've been able to come up with involved laser tag

and tickets to an escape room.

Okay, my anxiety levels have been steadily climbing ever since you asked

put this together, and I'm afraid I'm just not cut out for romance, sir.

I'm proposing in just over a week.

Where do you want me to find help on such short notice?

The Internet.

Perhaps you could plan it yourself, you know?

Yeah, keep it simple, from the heart.

Plan it myself, keep it simple?

Wouldn't happen to know any romance experts by any chance, would you?

No, I don't.

But I do know where you might be able to find that first edition for Layla.

Now get in there, sir.

They're waiting for you, and you have a lunch meeting with Mrs. Jensen.

Right.

By chance gives.

Morning, everyone.

I can see that.

If I could just have a moment, it's really important.

Sure.

How can I help?

I'm looking for a first edition copy of A Christmas Carol. I have your card

here. I thought you might have it.

I haven't handed those out yet.

How did you get that?

By chance, I suppose.

That's funny.

By chance.

Because of my name.

Anyway, you're looking for A Christmas Carol?

It's one of my favorite books.

So you have it then?

I do, but it's my personal copy and unfortunately it's not for sale.

I'm sorry, I can't help you. Come on, you gotta have a price.

Everyone's got a price, right?

I'm sorry.

It was a gift from my father.

But I do have a first edition copy of Jane Eyre if you're interested.

No, it's gotta be that book.

I'm giving it to my girlfriend who I'm proposing to.

Trying to be romantic.

Aw, a romantic.

Don't see those too often these days.

Well, like I said, trying to be, but turns out I'm not very good at it. Seems

like you're off to a great start.

Not unless you sell me that book.

Listen, I can't sell you my book, but I am a hopeless romantic, so I can do my

best to track down another copy for you.

When do you need it by?

Christmas Eve.

I'll see what I can do.

Thanks. Sure, no problem.

You know how to contact me. There's like a million ways to reach me on that

card. I'll be in touch.

Great. Great.

When you said you were hopeless romantic, does that mean you're good at

You agreed to do what?

I know.

It's crazy. Okay, so let me get this straight. William Richards, the most

eligible bachelor, three years running, walks into your store and offers you how

much to plan a romantic proposal for his supermodel girlfriend?

First of all, I had no idea who he was until I did some research on him last

night. Secondly, I couldn't say no. He offered me enough to keep this place

for another month while we figure things out.

It's a Christmas miracle.

Not so fast. I still need to come up with an incredible week of romance

up to an epic proposal and sweep this girl off her feet. Oh, please. You are

queen of romance.

You've watched every Meg Ryan movie. You basically have the Titanic soundtrack

on repeat.

It's true.

So?

What's step one?

Well, I really wanted to get to know this girl before I planned her dream

engagement, so... So you went undercover and tracked her around town last night?

No. Of course not.

Oh. I took your lead and looked up all her social media accounts.

What better way to get to know who someone truly is?

Um, I checked out all of her profiles.

This girl seems amazing.

Dog lover.

Philanthropist. Loves kids.

Loves theater.

Fitness enthusiast. I mean, she even has a beauty blog. Did you notice my new

lip color?

It's Christmas nude.

Very nice.

I can see why Will wants to marry this girl.

She's basically perfect.

So you based all your research on her social media accounts?

Of course.

Okay, and based on that research...

Um, what exactly did you do for this first grand romantic gesture?

She kept posting these really sweet photos of shelter dogs who needed loving

homes, so... So?

I got a shelter dog delivered to her office this morning from Will!

Oh, no.

What?

A puppy.

Oh, well. It's a dog. A fully grown, shedding, smelly dog.

You want a belly rub?

Right.

Dog.

From you.

From me?

Yes. From me.

Do you like it?

I do.

Good. From afar.

What? But I thought you loved dogs.

Yeah. Well, in pictures and in parks and on other people's leashes.

But you're always posting about shelter dogs and how adopting pets in need is so

important. My agent said it would look good for my image. Look, Will, I hope

they find good homes. I really do.

I just don't want them to find my home.

Don't you think a furry little friend would be a great addition to our life?

A tennis bracelet would be a good addition to my life. A dog is a complete

overhaul.

I just thought...

Well, we are both so busy, career -oriented, and well -dressed.

A dog sheds and requires time and attention that we both just don't have

now. Baby, don't you want to change that a little?

Make one more time for us? A dog would mean more walks together and quiet

evenings at home.

Well, I love you, but we have our careers to focus on. We can't be tied

like that.

Okay, I'll take him back.

Thank you.

And don't forget, we're hosting my annual Christmas game night tonight.

place, 8 p .m. sharp, dress code in full effect.

And I hired Pierre for his famous gluten -free vegan chocolate truffles.

Do not be late.

Oh, hey, Miss Brooks.

Ryan.

Oh, a puppy?

Can we keep him?

Can you get Chance on the phone and tell her we need to meet?

Yeah, sure.

Yes, you're with me for the day. Come on.

Hi, little guy.

So, I thought you said you were good at this.

I am.

I just... I didn't factor in the whole social media curve.

What do you mean?

I mean, when I researched Layla's profiles, I didn't realize that people

100 % truthful on those sites.

By her posts, it looks like a dog would have been the perfect romantic gift to

kick off your proposal week.

Well, it wasn't.

How did that not work? Look at his face.

Well, he is pretty adorable.

And I'm sure Layla will warm up to him eventually.

But any chance you can't truly get to know somebody, just... By looking at

profile.

Actually, I think that's the exact purpose of those sites.

To share with others who you really are.

So you mean to tell me that everything you post on there about yourself is

I think so.

I mean, I've only had a few posts, but yeah, of course it's true. Why would I

lie about myself?

No, not lie.

Just create an image.

Show the world who you want to be, not who you really are.

But I am who I want to be.

Aren't you?

Yeah.

I'll take him.

Come here, little guy. You're coming with me.

Am I fired?

No.

Okay. But you will have to look after this guy for the next few weeks until

Layla warms up to him.

And I think you should get to know the real Layla before you plan our next

Okay. What do we do?

We go undercover.

I'll explain.

Oh, boy. Okay.

Wait up.

So you're William's personal assistant?

More like an executive assistant.

Oh. Yeah.

Right. Okay.

So?

I don't think I've ever seen you in a dress before.

Thanks.

And the finishing touch.

Do I have to wear those?

Well, it came with the dress and with Mr. Richards' instructions.

I'll wear them.

Good idea. You go undercover.

I wish, but I have a feeling no one is going to believe I'm Will's father's

friend's daughter from England. I'm tone deaf, so my English accent sounds like

a mix of French and cyborg.

You speak cyborg?

A few dialects.

Hey.

Guys. Okay, I'll wear the shoes.

Will's father's best friend's daughter from England.

And what's his name?

Who? Will's father's best friend. My dad?

Oh, this is getting really complicated.

Okay, well, don't get bogged down in the details. Just stay focused on the broad

strokes. Right.

Okay. And remind me, why am I doing this again? To get to know Layla so you can

craft the...

Perfect proposal, which will in turn save the store that you love so much.

Plus, it'll be fun. Just imagine you're in an old detective novel.

Ooh.

Right.

I can do this.

Are you good to watch him for the night? You know we need to name him, right?

We can't name him because we're not keeping him. We're just pet -sitting

Layla warms up to the idea.

You might want to name him.

What?

adorable little fluff ball.

Because if we name him, he'll feel like he's ours. And then we'll want to keep

him. That's how it works.

Right. You're right.

Yes. No name.

No name.

Your chariot awaits.

Oh! Just try to have some fun tonight, okay?

I thought I was going to a game night.

Who can play charades in this outfit?

Layla's crowd is big on dress codes.

Okay.

I'm thinking of two words.

I got this.

That's three words.

I'm thinking of three words.

You got this. You got this.

I got it. I got it. I thought that was implied. You got it. Right. So I want to

make sure. Okay, great.

Do you know that it, like, matches my blanket?

That was my fault.

Hey.

Hi.

Wow, you look... Tall.

I was just going to say beautiful.

Oh.

Thank you.

I mean, thank you.

What's that?

My English accent.

Oh. Oh, yeah. It's really good.

So, you ready?

Yes.

This is going to be fun.

Like an old detective novel.

Yeah, exactly. Tonight's all about Raycon. You know, rig the team so that

and Layla are together.

She loves England. We'll have tons to talk about.

Will, I'm not actually from England.

Right. But you've seen The Royal Wedding.

Yes, of course.

Yeah, you'll be fine. Okay, but what if I get into trouble and she starts to

suspect that something's up?

Just give me some sort of a sign, I'll come to the rescue.

What kind of sign?

Touch your left ear.

Left ear.

Got it.

You must be Olivia.

Actually, I'm... Yes, yes, this is my father's best friend's daughter, Olivia.

Olivia, this is my girlfriend, Layla. It's a pleasure to meet you, Layla.

I've heard so much about you.

You have.

I didn't realize you two were so close.

Will, why haven't you mentioned Olivia before today?

Oh, we're not close.

I met my father, talked about you, and he hears that from Will, of course,

because they are close. We are not close. I don't even really like William.

But I don't not like him.

We just don't really know each other that well.

What did you say your father's name was again?

John.

Like the Pope?

Yes, exactly like the Pope.

Why don't we join the rest of the party?

Sure.

What do you talk about when you're nervous?

Maybe a little.

Breathe. This will be fun.

You're just on time, everyone.

This is Olivia, William's family friend.

Love your shoes.

Where did you get those?

Oh.

They were a gift.

From the queen.

Wow.

You know the queen.

Were you at the wedding? What did you wear?

Okay. Who wants to choose teams?

Actually, we chose the teams while you were answering the door.

Looks like you two are together.

Oh.

Great.

Oh. Sorry, it's work. I gotta take this.

Jane.

Not a problem. Feliz Navidad.

So, Layla.

What's your favorite color?

Pink. Pink.

Really? I would have taken you for a red girl.

Crimson, maybe. But pink. I love pink.

Favorite food?

Vegan charcuterie.

Okay.

Haven't heard of that one before.

Don't even know what that is. But it sounds good. I'll have to try it

Favorite sport?

Oh, I'm not really a sports kind of girl.

You did do figure skating as a kid, though. I did like wearing the cute

Interesting.

Skating is so romantic.

Couple skating is just my favorite Olympic sport. Don't you love it?

Anyway, moving on. Favorite piece of jewelry?

I actually always wanted a tennis bracelet.

Are we playing 20 questions or charade?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I talk a lot when I get nervous.

Apparently.

Enough about Layla.

Tell us all about the royal wedding.

Okay. Who wants to play charade?

I would.

Very much.

Snowman.

Christmas tree.

Reindeer.

Reindeer?

Eggnog. Your turn.

Sorry.

Eggnog. I got it.

I got it. Yeah.

Two words.

First word.

Cold.

Snow.

Second word.

Ring. Halo.

Angel.

Snow angel!

Yeah!

All right!

That was five wins in a row.

You guys are unstoppable.

Yeah, well, I didn't realize your friend was a professional mime.

That was fun.

Yeah, it really was. Was it? Because I just saw five games in a row, and I

it's time for Pictionary.

Are you a professional artist, too?

I think it's time I call it a night.

No, um, don't go.

I would really love to hear more about the royal wedding.

And, um, I'm...

So impressed that you were actually there.

Well, I was there. Uh -huh. In England. Wow.

While it was happening. Oh, my gosh. So I was there, and it is definitely time

for me to go.

Oh. It was really lovely to meet you all.

Layla, thank you for having me.

Pleasure.

I'll walk you up.

Did you get everything you needed? Yes.

I'm going to make this week leading up to your big engagement the most romantic

week ever.

Make sure Layla's available tomorrow night.

I'll send you details in the morning.

Great.

A chance?

Yes, William.

Thank you.

Of course!

No problem.

And make sure you check us out on social media.

Okay, bye.

I knew dating a hockey coach would come in handy one day.

Found it.

Okay, how many lights do you want?

All of them.

And let's get a big Christmas tree for the center of the rink.

That is good.

And what's that song that kids play at prom?

Uh, Boom Boom Let's Go Back to My Room.

No. No, no, no, no, no.

The other one. The sappy one.

Oh. Forever Love. Yes. Can you add that to my playlist, please?

Classic.

This is going to be perfect.

What could possibly be more romantic than a midnight skate date?

Okay. Well, other than finding out that Ms. Layla Brooks was once a figure

skating princess, what else happened last night?

It was fun.

Fun.

You were in the home of William Richards. His house is featured in

Dollar Mansions.

Spill it.

How does the other half live?

What's Layla like? Is No Name going to be happy there?

Did you just call our dog No Name? Did you just call No Name our dog?

He's going to love it there.

It's beautiful.

Plus, Will is actually really nice.

And fun.

And Layla?

She's pretty.

And nice.

Uh -huh.

And clean.

That's good.

Oh, she's not going to warm up to the idea of having a dog, is she? Not with

that furniture.

Hi, partner.

Hey, how's it looking?

Amazing.

Fantastic. Leo will love it.

I picked up the skate.

Got them sharpened. Cute outfit waiting for her in the dressing room. And to set

the perfect mood, a mix between Christmas music and classic rock love

Fantastic. I got one last meeting and then I'm going to head right over. If

could please have Ryan send a car for Layla in half an hour, that'd be great.

Will do.

Great. I'll see you then.

I'll be here.

Hiding in the DJ booth because this epic mix won't mix itself.

Okay, Becky.

It's perfect.

I wonder if this is what it feels like to be in the ice capades. Careful.

I think this tree just needs one last finishing touch.

Ryan, you know Layla pretty well, right? I do.

I mean, you see her every day.

I do.

So, what do you think?

Is she going to love it?

If I knew what made Miss Brooks happy.

then you'd be out of a job, and I'd still be in charge of this overwhelming

task.

It's not that hard to be romantic.

No, I suppose not.

But generally speaking, it is with women like Miss Brooks, however.

Why? She seems... nice.

Yeah, she is nice. And smart, and very driven.

It's just...

I don't think she's ready to give up her part -time life in Paris and weekends

in New York to settle down with anyone just yet.

You don't think she'll say yes?

No, no, no. I didn't say that. But you implied it. What? No, no. Hey, I think

you're reading too deep into it. Is that why you walked away from this

responsibility? No, I love my job. I love working for Mr.

Richards. It's just, I don't want to be the one to blame if this whole thing

falls apart.

And that's where I come in?

To pick up the pieces?

Or sweep them under the rug?

Will is handsome and fun and nice.

Of course she'll say yes.

I hope you're right.

Okay, everyone, selfie for the blog.

I think we can officially add special event planning to our list of services.

Really? Mm -hmm.

Perfect. Yay!

Becky, do you read me? Any sign of Ryan and Layla yet?

What's their ETA?

Nothing yet.

Let me text Ryan again.

Will's going to be here any minute. Where are they?

Oh, no.

Oh, no what?

Um... Becky, I know that tone.

Layla's not...

coming what she has an early morning photo shoot and needs her beauty sleep

did not say that okay go tell ryan to knock on that door and find a way to get

leila here yep yep okay i'm on it

Look, you stall Will, and I'll keep working on Ryan, working on Layla.

Deal. But work fast.

This night has taken a lot of impeccable planning, and it really needs to go

well. And these trees were really heavy to bring inside.

And do you know how many favors I had to pull to get this ring?

Chance, you need to stop stalling here and start stalling him now!

Hi. What do you think?

It's beautiful.

I'm really glad you like it.

Yeah, I do.

Very much.

Um, so Ryan and Layla are on the way. They're just running a bit behind.

Ryan can't get Layla out of the house. This is a disaster.

I don't know what else to do.

That was the wrong number.

Chance. Hello, Chance. Do you read Chance?

It's a walkie -talkie.

The eagle has landed.

It sure is.

It's okay.

I already know.

You do?

Yeah, she's busy.

Big photo shoot in the morning.

Priorities. Yeah, totally.

She needs her beauty sleep.

Who doesn't? Am I right?

I'm sorry that you had to go through all this trouble.

Oh, not at all.

I really thought this was going to be an incredible night.

Grand gesture and all.

Well, we still have a few more days before the big proposal.

Any other tricks up your sleeve?

A few.

Great.

Beautiful.

A single white rose signifies spiritual love.

Soulmates. True love.

A man who knows his symbolism. You are a romantic.

With terrible luck.

Told you I was bad at romance.

The best moments in life happen by chance.

Ha ha.

I better start taking this stuff down.

And ruin a perfectly good mix of Christmas music and classic rock

You got a better idea?

Well, I did buy you a pretty killer pair of heels the other day, so I happen to

know that you have the exact same shoe size as Layla.

I do.

Why not put brand new skates to use?

What do you say?

I'm really out of practice.

Come on.

You know, I did put a lot of effort into those songs.

Why not?

Don't feel safe

Who knew that vegan gluten -free Christmas cookies could taste so good?

Right? I've learned a lot these past few days.

Yeah? Like what?

Like people can survive without gluten.

And that I can balance on both heels and skates with only minimal damage.

Don't get out much, do you?

I'm a creature of habit.

I surround myself with old things.

I'm always at the store where everything is safe and familiar.

Not much of a risk taker?

Calculated risks.

I mean, don't you want to explore new things?

Hey, I'm exploring new things.

Gluten -free snacks, figure skating.

Oh, and I think I may have just adopted a dog.

Touche. I don't know.

I guess I've always felt like I didn't really fit in in this time period.

Everyone wants shiny new things, new experiences, new artists, new fashions.

I just think there's something so magical about the classics.

The past holds so many memories.

Moments locked in time.

Is that why you opened the store?

I opened the store because my father was a collector of vintage furniture and

art and books.

And when he passed away, those things were all that was left of him.

Sorry. I was so young, and I still needed my dad.

So I surrounded myself with memories of him, and I guess I just became a part of

them.

But what about you?

What's your story, Mr. Most Eligible Bachelor of the Year, three times in a

I hate that title. Really? Yeah. Because I think most men would love that.

No, it's not who I am at all.

I have this image to uphold, so everything that I do is to either build

company or my brand.

Why do you feel like you need to be something other than who you are to

brand?

Don't you think people will like to reel you?

I don't know. I guess I'm not really willing to risk finding out.

I bet you'd be pleasantly surprised.

Under all the bells and whistles, who is William Richards?

No one's ever asked me that before.

You know, the truth is I don't really know who I am beyond my brand.

Of course you do.

What part about your image is real?

Well, the part that I love my job, I love to travel, care about my company,

employees. Okay.

And what part about your image is false?

Well, I'm definitely not an eligible bachelor.

and I do want to settle down, have a family, a dog, and just spend less time

the office and more time enjoying life.

And why would that be so bad to admit?

I guess those aspects just aren't in line with my brand.

See, when people follow me or buy one of our products, you know, they're buying

an idea, a belief that if they buy these products or these things, they're

somehow buying into a lifestyle that I represent.

Does Layla know the real you or just your brand?

Um, she knows what I want.

Yeah, of course. Sorry, that's none of my business. I didn't mean to pry. It's

okay.

We should probably pack up and get going.

That's going to take us a really long time.

Good thing we're hopped up on sugar.

Bring the cookies.

Don't look at me like that.

I know. I blew it. I totally pried and asked too many questions, and I don't

know how many more chances I'm going to get.

I know.

You and I are both in trouble if I don't get this right.

Morning, young lady.

Hi, Mr. D.

Oh, cute dog. What's his name?

Oh, we're calling him No Name.

Okay, original. I like it.

There you go.

Thanks so much for this.

Yeah. The kids are going to love these stories.

You know, I'm bringing my granddaughter to your Operation Christmas Charity Toy

Drive again this year.

That's great. I look forward to seeing her. She just loves it when Santa reads

them a story.

But I think it's wonderful what you're teaching our kids.

I mean, encouraging children to donate some of their toys to other kids in need

teaches them important values.

Thank you, Mr. Davis.

Oh, who's going to be your Santa this year?

Mr. Hughes, of course. Best Santa in town.

You mean the best Santa out of town.

What? Didn't he tell you?

Mr. Hughes is spending the holidays with Mrs. Hughes in Florida this year.

But he left last week.

Oh, no. I totally forgot he was leaving.

Sorry, kid.

Ah, you'll find someone to replace him. You still have a few days.

I've been so caught up in Operation Romance that I forgot about Operation

Christmas.

Romance will do that to a person.

So, uh, who's the special guy?

Special guy?

Oh, no, he's not special.

I mean, he is special. He's just, he's not my special, you know?

Martha's right. Dating is so complicated these days.

Mr. D, how did you know that Martha was going to say yes when you proposed to

her?

I just knew.

Because she had seen all of me, the good and the bad, and she...

Still stuck around.

Were you nervous?

Nothing to be nervous about when it's the right one.

So how did you sweep her off her feet?

What was your big grand gesture for your proposal?

Well, we just finished doing the dishes at her grandmother's farmhouse.

She was so beautiful.

The sun was setting through the window and the way the light hit her face was

just...

I looked her in the eye, I got down on one knee and asked her to be my wife

right then and there.

Didn't even have a ring, so I picked a thread off the drapes and tied it around

her finger.

Wow. Yeah.

I guess it wasn't grand or some big romantic proposal, but it was still one

the best memories of my life.

I'm one lucky guy.

And she's one lucky lady.

Ah, I married up.

Well, better get going. Busiest time of the season.

Well, good luck finding a new Santa.

Thanks, Mr. D.

Bye, uh, dog.

Yeah.

Oh,

no.

What about Jerry?

What? He's the only actor I know.

Again, being an extra in a music video does not make you an actor.

Besides, I don't think I can take another lecture from him on how kids

days just can't appreciate good music.

Well, the jury's still out on that one. Huh.

What about Mr. Jackson?

Hey, he looks the part.

Jail. Really?

It's always the quiet ones.

Hello? Hey.

Will, hi.

How are you?

I'm good. How are you?

Been better.

Why? What's wrong?

I got so caught up in all of this proposal business that I completely

book my Santa for the toy drive on Saturday, and now I'm kind of stuck.

Oh, well, you need a Santa?

Desperately.

Well, I can help.

I know him personally.

Had him on speed dial since I was eight.

Really?

No, speed dial wasn't around back then.

But you can help me find a replacement?

Yeah, of course.

Text me, time and place. I'll make sure he shows up.

How many reindeer do you need?

Reindeer are an option?

Always.

Well, I don't think I have enough room for Rudolph, but I'll take one Santa,

please.

You got it.

Thank you so much.

This is so important to the kids. You have no idea how much this means to me.

No problem at all.

Happy I can help.

So, what's up?

All right, well, I was just calling about that book.

Did you have any luck yet?

Not yet, but I haven't met a first edition that I haven't been able to

down. I'm following some leads, and I promise I will get you your first

of A Christmas Carol by Christmas Eve.

That's fantastic. Thank you so much. Hey, did you get my email?

What do you think about one last attempt at a night of romance before your big

proposal next week?

Well, I think third time's a charm.

Great. Then I'll see you later tonight.

Sounds good. I'll see you then.

What's the plan for tonight?

Something a little more classic.

Ooh.

Is that him?

Hi. Hey.

Hey there, little buddy.

Hey, did you miss me?

I miss you.

Got a treat for you.

Perfect. You're on time. Ryan and Layla are en route, and you look amazing.

I look amazing?

Did I say that? I meant this whole thing is amazing.

Everything's amazing.

Oh, right.

Of course.

Hi, I'm Becky. I've been helping out with the pet sitting and romance.

Hi, nice to meet you. I've heard so much about you. Well, Chance does like to

brag about how awesome I am.

Uh, it wasn't Chance.

I think you might have another fan.

Oh, you mean... Okay,

let's focus. Okay.

After you order wine, a musician will come over and serenade you, and then

you'll give her this gift. It'll be perfect.

Great. Sounds a little more classic than your last two attempts.

I like it.

Well, a wise man reminded me that it's not about the grand gestures, but about

the moments.

The time together.

You and Layla will have a beautiful, quiet, romantic evening, enjoying each

other's company.

The chef knows all of her favorite foods, and there will not be an ounce of

gluten on that menu.

Well, good.

What's in the box?

Oh, hey, guys. Guys, hide.

Becky, what are you doing?

I just want to see what Layla looks like in person.

Are you checking out Layla or Ryan?

Little a column A, little a column B.

Thought so.

So, you and William seem to be getting close.

He's okay.

Oh.

I know that face.

What face?

The I'm falling for Mr. He's okay face.

I do not have that face. Yes, you do. It looks like this.

He's okay. He's okay.

Well, he did look pretty cute tonight. I believe the word you used was amazing.

I am not falling for that handsome, kind, sweet man that loves dogs. No, of

course you're not.

He's just the first guy in a long time I've enjoyed talking to.

Yeah, totally believe you.

Oh.

Okay, it's Ryan. He's off for the rest of the night.

He's going to take me to the History of Video Games exhibit.

And he claims he's not good at romance.

No, this isn't romance. It's not romantic. He and I were just like

who... What?

Oh, that face.

Okay, I will see you tomorrow.

Bye.

Have fun.

I told you we'd nail this one.

The classics always work.

Come on.

Let's go.

As I was saying before that musical interlude, Maggie wants me in Prague by

Thursday at the latest because the photographer is only available on

Thursday's Christmas Eve.

The photographer's only available on Christmas Day?

Well, he books up year -round.

We'd be doing her a huge favor by squeezing with him.

On Christmas Day?

Well, I would still be around Christmas Eve -ish. I would just have to leave a

little earlier than I hoped.

Yeah, but Layla, we're supposed to spend Christmas with my sister.

Bring her. It'll be great.

She has a husband and three kids, remember?

Bring them, too.

Layla, it's Christmas. Don't you want to spend it at home with me and our

family?

Of course I do.

I just can't pass up this opportunity.

We understand that career comes first at this point in our lives, right?

I do, but what if I want our careers to come a very close second to our

relationship now and to family?

I would say that's very sweet.

Unrealistic at this time, but sweet.

Realistic at some point.

At some point.

I haven't opened your present yet.

Is it a tennis bracelet?

It's a surprise.

I love surprises.

Will, a tennis bracelet. I love it. How did you know?

I guess I just know that you like shiny new things.

It's beautiful.

Thank you.

Well, No -Name, I think you're going to have a new home soon.

I got to tell you, we're going to miss you around these parts.

But don't worry.

You're going to a beautiful home.

And Will and Layla, they're going to take such great care of you.

And you can come visit anytime you want.

It's my turn.

Okay.

Enough feeling sorry for ourselves.

Time to bury these feelings deep down.

We have a big day tomorrow.

Let's go home.

Mr. Davis. Hi, Chance.

Becky. Hey, thanks for coming.

Oh, I wouldn't miss it. Have a seat anywhere.

Okay. Come on, guys.

Where is he?

He'll be here.

It starts in a few minutes and Santa is nowhere to be found.

At least you have a reindeer.

That's not helpful.

But he is pretty adorable, isn't he? So adorable.

Have you tried texting Will?

Five times. He promised me his Santa wouldn't be late.

Isn't that... Oh, my.

Merry Christmas, everyone!

Comet's there, you are, dear boy. I wonder where you ran off to.

Dasher and Blitzen have been looking everywhere for you.

Comet? Oh, no.

He named the dog.

Santa, did you get my letter?

You bet I did. And I see you're being such a good boy and bringing a special

gift to give to someone else less fortunate.

It's one of my favorites.

Do you think they'll like it? I know they will.

It's boys and girls like you with big hearts that make Christmas so very

special. Now, who would like to hear Santa read a Christmas story?

Make my wishes come true with their mistletoe.

Well, that went well.

Ho, ho, ho.

All right, you guys. I'm going to go out and grab us some coffee.

Santa, how do you take it? Don't tell her. Her ratio of guessing your order is

much better than her stats on actually remembering what you want.

All right. Mystery coffee it is. All right.

Come on. Come on. Let's go for a walk.

Hey. Yeah.

Comet, huh?

Yeah, you know, I'm Santa. He's obviously part reindeer, so, yeah. I

suits him perfectly.

I like it.

But I'm still a little confused as to why you're Santa. I thought you were

getting me the real Santa.

Turns out he's pretty busy this time of year.

I see.

And he got food poisoning in California.

I couldn't let you down. So, you know, I called in a few favors, got this very

flattering pente outfit, and voila.

Well, I must say, it is quite flattering.

Have you lost weight?

Um, yeah, just a little.

Wow, that's really bloomed.

Must like it here.

Must like you.

A lot of good energy in here.

Yeah, I can sense that.

So what's your all -time favorite thing in here?

Old books.

Of course.

I'm assuming you're not the type of person to trade in their entire home

for a tablet?

Never.

I don't know. There's just something about holding an old book that's been

by various people over a number of decades.

Sometimes I think about all the different lives and families and times.

We're all so different.

But in that one moment in time, we're all experiencing the exact same journey.

The best is when you find old books with inscriptions in them. Notes from loved

ones, from husbands to wives, friends, parents to their children.

All because they want that person to enjoy those pages and that journey just

much as they did when they read it.

It's magical.

Yeah, I guess it is.

What about you?

Are you a tablet guy or old books?

Tablet.

Really? Yeah.

Then why are you so focused on finding a Christmas carol for Layla? Just buy her

a tablet and program all your favorite books in it.

I guess because, you know, the memory of reading that all together as a family

over the Christmas holidays as a kid is kind of the last memory I have of all of

us together.

Will, I'm sorry I didn't know. It's okay.

My mom, she got pretty sick the following year and that tradition died

So when I start my own family, I want that tradition to live on.

Lifetimes apart, but same journey.

Yeah. Yeah, we have a lot in common.

I just, I wanted to thank you so much for helping me.

And not with the engagement, but with everything.

I've really learned a lot about myself the past week.

You have?

Yeah.

When we talk, it's like you actually see me.

Not, you know.

The will that people read in the papers or on social media, but it's like you

see who I am on the inside.

I didn't even think I knew who that was until I met you.

Well, I'm glad.

Because the real you is pretty great.

That's such a strange feeling.

What is?

Spending time with someone who doesn't want or need anything from the William

Richards in my bio. You should let more people see the real you.

Well, people see what they want to see.

But when you look at me, it's like you see right through me.

Pass the image.

Well, I need... All right.

I went on a limb with one cream, one milk.

Oh.

Am I interrupting something?

Um, I should get going. Black coffee?

Well, she's good at guessing. I told you. Wait, you have to go right away?

Yeah, I gotta get going. You know, the sleigh is double parked and...

You know, if I get another ticket, Mrs. Claus is going to kill me.

The big red bag there is full of brand new toys for the kids.

Wow, really?

You didn't have to do that. Thank you so much.

My pleasure.

Come on, Comet, you ready to fly?

Oh, yeah.

Wait, you're taking Comet?

Yeah, we've imposed enough.

Oh, he's no imposition.

We've actually really gotten used to the little furball.

I think it's time to be true to my own feelings, you know?

Be the real me.

I want Comet in my life, and...

I think if Layla just spends a little bit of time with him, she'll start to

realize that there's more to life than just her career, too.

I see.

So I guess I'll see you on Christmas Eve for the big proposal.

Just keep in mind, Layla flies out that night, so everything will have to be

ready before she goes to the airport.

It'll be perfect.

Great.

I completely forgot to get her ring size.

Oh, 6 .5.

How do you know that?

I snuck into her room while she was sleeping and measured.

Sorry, what?

I'm kidding.

I called her best friend, Jolene, and asked about her favorite nail salon. She

goes there once a week.

What? They see hundreds of hands every week. They're very accurate at guessing

ring sizes.

How did you know that I needed it?

Oh, well, Ryan figured that you might need a little help discreetly finding

out.

You and I make a good team.

Yeah, we do.

Bye.

Bye.

He just had to name the dog.

I told you.

Last delivery of the night. Mr. Davis.

Thanks again for dropping by with Joni today.

I hope you had fun.

It was wonderful.

I knew you'd find the perfect replacement for Santa.

He was pretty great.

And now I can thank him with this.

Oh, no.

What is it, dear?

This is the wrong book.

I ordered a first edition copy of A Christmas Carol.

This is a biography of Carol Christmas.

Oh, dear.

What am I going to do?

Will needs this for Christmas Eve.

I'm sorry, Chance. You know how crazy it gets this time of year?

Look, I'm sure he'll understand.

It was an honest mistake.

You package it up and I'll have it returned.

And have a Merry Christmas, okay?

You too.

Captain Bubbles, what am I going to do?

Well, you're no help.

What?

No, that's crazy.

Hi, Chris.

Hi, it's Chance from By Chance Gifts.

Yes. Remember that big favor I helped you with last summer?

Well, I was hoping you could help me locate a first edition of A Christmas

for Christmas Eve.

No. Of course I understand.

Thank you. Merry Christmas.

Well, that didn't work.

What is going on?

Merry Christmas.

I'll go this way.

What's going on? I got like a million emails from customers last night wanting

to buy Christmas gifts. I know. Isn't it amazing?

Look at this place. It's packed.

Hi. How did this happen?

I told you we could do it.

I posted a picture of yesterday's toy drive on the blog, and it went viral.

My little toy drive went viral? Mm -hmm. How? Why?

What does that even mean?

When people got a look at the most eligible bachelor of the year dressed up

Santa Claus Reading to a group of kids didn't take long for your store to make

it to the top of everyone's wish list for Christmas What do you mean everyone?

How many people saw the blog? Oh everyone.

Oh No So most manufacturers they try to use Italian silk and because you know

the overhead on that is so much. Good morning Will Layla How was your

this morning?

Oh, it was lovely.

Although the magazine wanted to know all about my boyfriend, who was dressed up

as Santa reading a book to children in a store owned by a girl who looked an

awful lot like Olivia.

Uh -oh.

Yeah, I'll be somewhere else.

And the funny thing is, well, it wasn't Olivia at all, but a girl named Chance,

who is not from England, by the way. And I'm guessing isn't your father's best

friend's daughter?

I can explain.

You lied to me. I know, but... You brought a woman into your home, lied to

about who she was, and then you go around playing Santa for her toy drive

without telling me?

Do you know how embarrassed I was when I realized I was talking about a

fictional girl and the magazine had to correct me on who she was?

I'm sorry.

You're sorry?

This is my career, Will.

I can just imagine the rumors that are going to come out of this fiasco.

What about our image?

Let's go grab a coffee. I'll explain everything.

I don't want to hear it.

And what is this mutt still doing here? I thought I told you to bring him back.

She didn't mean it.

How did you not tell Will that the photos we were taking were for the blog?

How was I supposed to know?

Asking permission is social media etiquette 101.

This is so complicated.

I ruined everything.

No, it's not your fault, okay?

I... I... You didn't do anything wrong, okay?

I should have made sure that you asked Will.

I mean, of all people, Will should understand the power of social media.

We had no control over this going viral. I mean, you have, like, three

subscribers, and two of them are me and the all -knowing Gabby, my alias. Thank

you.

How could we have known this would happen?

Wasn't this the goal?

To get customers in here?

He's going to think that I used him for publicity.

And he's right.

Can you handle this for a moment? I need to get some air.

Oh.

Uh.

Hi. Yes. I can help you.

Excuse me. Thank you.

See, business has picked up.

Glad I could help.

Will, I'm so sorry.

Just came to pay you for the work that you did on the proposal and to pick up

the book.

I won't be needing your help anymore.

Let me explain.

I had no idea that Becky was going to post those photos on the blog. She does

all this pre -programming, and I didn't realize.

I just thought you were different.

Never thought you'd use me to get what you want.

Now I'm seeing you're just like everyone else.

That's not fair.

I didn't mean to do this.

Let me make it up to you.

Let me make tomorrow night the best Christmas Eve proposal ever.

I don't think so.

It was not even talking to me right now, Chance.

Please, just get me the book and go back to your customers.

There was a mistake and the book didn't come in.

It was a different book, but I promise I'm doing everything that I can to get

you another copy. You know what?

It's a stupid idea.

Layla likes shiny new things.

A stupid old book.

What time is it?

Uh, 10 .20.

Perfect. Why?

Uh, Chance, a little help over here?

Hi.

What are you doing?

Fixing what we broke.

I need you to hold down the fort here for a few hours.

Uh, but it's, like, really busy here.

I know.

Thank you.

I... Uh... Thanks.

Can I help you, Mitt?

No. Yes.

Maybe. I'm looking for Layla Brooks.

I'm the one who called regarding the ring finger. Oh, yes. The ring finger.

How's that going?

There's been a minor glitch.

Is she here?

Yes. She's actually my next client.

Oh, there she is.

Layla, I'm really glad I found you. What are you doing here, Olivia?

Or is it Chance?

Or is that a fake name, too?

I'm just going to give you guys some privacy.

It's chance.

And I came here to explain everything. It's not what you think.

Really? Because what I think is my boyfriend's been lying to me about who

are, and the two of you have been sneaking around behind my back.

Okay, it's partly what you think.

What do you want?

And how did you even find me here?

Long story.

You have 30 seconds.

30 seconds?

Okay, then. Long story short.

Will found my business card and contacted me to help him create the most

romantic week for you leading up to Christmas.

What? Why?

Because he wanted to make this Christmas really special for you.

He knows how hard you've been working, and he wanted to do something special to

show you how proud he is of you.

Oh.

But why were you at my party pretending to be somebody else?

Well, my first attempt with the dog didn't go exactly as planned, so he

me to get to know you so I could plan something really special.

The dog was your idea?

Okay. Time's up.

Layla, come on.

Will loves you and wants to make you the happiest woman in the world.

He wasn't trying to lie to you.

He was trying to do something special.

It just... It didn't work out.

Then why...

Was he at your store dressed up as Santa Claus?

Because my regular Santa's out of town, and I asked him for help.

He tried to book someone, but they got food poisoning the night before, and he

didn't want to let me down.

Layla, Will is an amazing guy, and he loves you so much.

Please, just meet him at this address tomorrow night at 6 p .m. before your

flight.

Did he really hire you to make this Christmas special for me?

Yeah.

You got the tennis bracelet you always wanted, didn't you?

Okay.

You're forgiven for the dog.

I really do love the bracelet.

Meet him tomorrow night, please.

Oh, and give him this.

What is it?

It's something that he'll love.

It's something that'll mean a lot coming from you.

Trust me.

Okay.

I'll be there.

Thank you.

And Merry Christmas.

An old book?

Christmas present is that?

Merry Christmas Eve, listeners. I hope you're all having a fabulous day and

spending it with family and friends.

Here's one of my favorite songs to kick off tonight's countdown to Christmas.

That looks great. Thank you.

Um... Where's who next?

Why don't you start on that one?

Okay.

More lights. On it.

Chance, you need to relax, okay? This place looks beautiful.

I can't. It needs to be perfect.

Hey, what's going on?

Layla knows the truth now.

And the whole blog fiasco was an honest mishap.

A happy mishap for the store, by the way, but still, it wasn't meant to hurt

anyone.

I'm sure deep down Will knows this too.

I just... I really like him, Becky.

I feel like I let him down.

If he's really as great a guy as you say he is, I'm sure he'll realize it was

just a miscommunication and you'll still be friends after this.

Yeah.

Friends.

And that is the root of the problem.

You are in love with him.

No, I'm not.

Chance.

You're so upset over Will, you haven't even realized the store is back in

business, which is the whole reason why you started working with Will in the

first place.

Of course I'm happy about that.

I just didn't want the price to be Will's happiness.

It's not.

They're going to be fine, okay?

You worked so hard for everyone else. Your intentions were good.

This... this will blow over.

You don't need to overdo it, okay? The relationship should be able to stand on

its own.

And you know, it's not a perfect proposal that creates a perfect

If they're really meant to be, it shouldn't matter how he proposes.

I know.

And just for the record, I am not overdoing it.

Is this enough lights?

Now we're talking.

Oh my goodness, how did you get this?

Where

did

I go wrong? Comment.

Hmm?

Yeah, I know.

I overreacted to the whole thing.

I just thought if I created this perfect week for Layla that she'd see how great

we were together.

She'd want what I want, you know?

Yeah, I know.

You know what the funny thing is?

It's like the more I tried, the more we came to fall apart.

And the more time I spent with Chance, the more time I felt like myself.

Man,

I wish I spoke dog.

Mountain Lion, Mountain Lion, can you hear me? Yep, 10 -4.

Okay, let's go over the plan one more time.

We've got the chance.

Becky? Okay, so in exactly five minutes, Ryan calls Will and tells him that

Layla wants to meet him here to talk things through.

Then I stand watch with a walkie and let you know when they arrive.

If Will gets here first, I stall him.

And we just hope that Layla shows up.

She said she'd be here.

Ryan, do you have Will's mother's wedding ring sized and ready? I've been

guarding it with my life for the past two weeks.

Perfect. Have it on standby.

You got it.

And then when they're both here, I cue the snow and the romantic music.

I think we're ready.

Do you think this is going to work?

I think that when two people are meant to be together, love always finds a way.

Mountain lion, are you ready?

Lion out.

I better go pack.

It's a long trip ahead of us.

Don't worry.

They're going to love you.

Come on, answer.

Come on.

Come on, pick up. Pick up. Come on.

Come on. Come on. Just ring, ring, ring, ring. Come on. Come on. Pick up. Pick

up. Answer. Come on. Hey, what's going on? He's not answering. He's not picking

up. He's not answering. Okay. Okay.

I'll keep Chance busy. You just keep trying, okay? Okay. All right. Okay.

on. Okay. Pick up. Pick up. Pick up. Pick up.

Yeah, yeah. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Okay. Come on. Come on, Will.

Come on.

Pick up. Pick up. Pick up. Pick up. Pick up.

Layla.

Hey.

Do you have a second?

Yeah, come on in, please.

Did you decide to come to Prague with me?

Oh, no.

Sorry. I was packing to go to my sister's for Christmas, remember?

Right, yeah.

Of course.

Hey.

I'm so glad you're here right now, because I just wanted to apologize for

past week. I tried to create this perfect romantic week for you, and... I

I heard.

From Ryan Fillion?

Something like that.

I just thought if I created this perfect week for you, then maybe you'd want

what I want.

And what is that, Will?

Because I thought that we wanted all of the same things.

But now I'm not so sure anymore.

What do you mean?

I mean, suddenly you want a dog.

And you'd rather spend Christmas with your sister and her kids than with me in

Prague.

No, no. I want to spend Christmas with you.

Just not at a photo shoot surrounded by strangers.

They're alive.

But what if I want more than that?

You know, settle down a little bit. Maybe change priorities. Work on our

relationship.

Spend less time on our careers.

You love your career.

And I love mine.

But what if there's more to life than that?

What if there's more to me than that?

Well, I love you.

But I'm just not ready to compromise my life right now.

What are you saying?

Maybe we're just not good together anymore.

Your Christmas present.

Lou, this is... This is the most thoughtful gift you could have given me.

This is why we're so good together. I was trying to find you this exact book.

Where did you find this?

I didn't.

And to tell you the truth, I have no idea why that book is even important to

you.

Well, chance gave that to me.

Someone you've known for a week knows you way better than I ever have.

The dog, the book, the toy drive, the settling down.

That's just not me.

And up until today, I had no idea it was even you.

Now, maybe I fell in love with your image and not the real you, and

I am so sorry for that.

But the career, Christmas in Prague, jet -setting around the world,

that's the real me.

And I love it.

What time is it?

Five minutes later than the last time you asked.

What time was Layla's flight?

35 minutes ago.

Any chance she got the times messed up?

Zero.

And has Will ever taken this long to return a call before?

I'm sorry, Chance.

You worked so hard on this.

I can't believe they didn't show up.

I ruined their big engagement.

Look, I'm no expert on love or romance, but do you remember why I

passed on this romantic assignment?

Because you didn't want to be the one to blame if it all fell apart.

Exactly.

I had a feeling this wouldn't end well.

And you are not to blame.

Miss Brooks has never seen Will for who he truly is.

Yeah, she's a lovely woman, but...

They were never meant to be.

Are you sure you're not the expert on romance?

Thank you, Ryan.

I still feel terrible.

Come on. We'll help you take this down and we can all go grab some pizza.

Yeah. Yeah, there's a great spot up the street.

It's okay.

You guys go ahead.

I need to be alone for a little while.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Okay.

It would have been romantic.

Need to say anything?

I know I messed up. I don't want to talk about it.

What's up?

Huh?

To my beautiful daughter, Chance, of always and forever.

Dad,

this is Chance's copy.

She just gave me the book that her father gave to her.

I rented this space for the whole evening, so could you please put the

back on?

What is going on?

Will.

You came.

Oh my gosh.

I'm so sorry. This is a disaster.

Layla was supposed to show up, and this was supposed to be your big romantic

moment, and everything was supposed to work out, and... Chance?

Yes?

I love that you talk a lot when you're nervous.

You do?

I do talk a lot when I'm nervous. I mean, no, I'm not nervous.

Layla was supposed to be here before you, and now I'm not even sure if she's

coming. I'm not even sure... Yeah?

I love that you know everything about me without even trying.

Well, you're really easy to get to know.

Well, that's the thing.

I'm not easy to get to know.

I've spent my whole life around people who think they know me.

But they only got to know who I pretended to be.

My image.

But when you look at me, you see right past the facade.

And you see the real me.

Well, I like the real you.

And I love...

That you put others before yourself.

You gave me the book that your father gave you as a child just because you

thought it would help me save my relationship.

Did it... save your relationship?

No.

It didn't.

Because Layla's not the one I'm supposed to share that journey with.

A single white rose.

Spiritual love.

Soulmates.

I'm really sorry I didn't see it before now, Chance.

True love was right in front of me this entire time.

Hi, Comet.

I see you got a little help.

Yeah, we all make a pretty good team.

Yes, we do.

It goes fa -la -la, the best Christmas of all.

Fa -la -la, the best Christmas of all.

This is a dream I always wished it could be.

Decorating the tree, you and me, Christmas Eve, yeah. Santa, my man, you

came through for me this time. Came through for me this time.

We're watching the snow.

Silver bells.