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Abigail Miller's office, this is is Caitlyn.

Hi, Karen.

Yes, I know it's Christmas Eve

but she's working on the fashion show.

Because it's on the 26th.

Well, you're either coming tonight or open presents

at your desk tomorrow morning.

No, I will not tell our boss that she's being a grinch.

Karen, I promise you'll be the first to know when I do.

Fa-la-la-la-la to you, too.

You know what?

She's down in the art department.

We're supposed to be at your parent's house in an hour.

I know, my mother keeps texting me pictures of the turkey

in the oven.

Are those Leighton's dresses?

Yep, all hemmed and tailored, buffed and polished.

How do they look?

Not bad.

Your designs were a million times better.

Abigail should really put you in the fashion show.

Leighton is her daughter and I am just her assistant.

She barely cares what my name is let alone

what my designs look like.

You've been working for her for almost a year.

Have you never even shown them to her?

Doris, are you crazy?

Your New Year's resolution should be to believe

in your talent.

I do.