All language subtitles for Christmas By Chance [2020] 100

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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.