All language subtitles for Magic.In.Mistletoe.2023.WBRip.

Does Harrington Davis, author
of the worldwide phenomenon,

"Magic in Mistletoe,"
hate Christmas?

The famous prodigy
was just 18 years old

when his first novel,

"Magic in Mistletoe"
hit blockbuster status

and skyrocketed to the top
of the best seller list,

igniting the Christmas
spirit around the world.

The characters of
Marty, Sully, Misty,

and of course, the
Christmas Fairy,

became household names and
heroes to fans far and wide.

But fame and fortune proved
too much for the famous author,

and Davis retreated
from the public eye

and into a life of seclusion.

Davis's publisher announced

that "Back to Mistletoe We Go"

will be released on
Christmas Day this year

and fans were eager to
stuff their stockings

with the sixth and
final installment

until the author revealed

on social media
this shocking post.

"There's no magic in Mistletoe.

Christmas is a joke.

It's all about money."

I love your books,

but if you really feel this way,

why'd you bother making
us all fall in love

with the world of Mistletoe?

I mean, honestly,
Harrington, why?

The post, which has now
gone viral has fans wondering,

is the Christmas King
really just a Scrooge?

Was the "Magic in Mistletoe"

just a cynical sleight of hand?

And is this the end
of Harrington Davis?

This is bad.

This is really, really bad.

Hi, Mallory.

Did you see the segment?

I did, and
I realize it's a problem.

Uh, a problem?

Okay, it's a huge problem.

Just tell everyone to relax
because we have a plan.

Which is?

Well, I've got about
three and a half miles

in an Uber to figure that out.

See ya soon.

Thanks, everyone.

I know it's early,

but there's still no
word from Harrington,

so this is where we're at.

It is December 12th,

and we have planned
displays in hundreds

of bookstores
across the country.

So, if we don't fix this,

we're gonna have

about a million unsold
hardcovers on our hands.

With one post,
Harrington has managed

to alienate his entire fan base.

We can't just un-ring this bell.

So April, what do we do?

Well, ring a louder bell.

I need to go get
him and convince him

that he needs to
do an apology tour.

An interview.

"Good Morning America,"
maybe prime time is better.

It needs to be more personal.

Up close with the fans.

The Mistletoe
Christmas Festival.

It's been a tradition
for generations,

long before Harrington
was even born.

But ever since his first
book was published,

it's become a destination event.

Fans from all over the
world at Christmas time,

head to Mistletoe
for festivities.

But Harrington hasn't
been back for five years.

We need him there,

back home where
the magic started.

"Back to Mistletoe We Go,"

the title of his sixth book.

Exactly.

I've already spoken to
the head of the festival

and she's thrilled
with the idea.

And once she gets the green
light that Harrington is coming,

she's gonna make him
the guest of honor.

Let's get working on this.

Great plan for three and
a half miles in an Uber.

Thank you.

I do work best under pressure.

Speaking of pressure,
have you thought

about how you're gonna
get heritage to show up?

Not yet, but I have
about 2,000 miles

in business class
to figure that out.

Oh.

Hi, Mom.

Are you baking again?

Just making
some peppermint brownies

to take over to
the senior center.

Ugh, I could go for
a brownie right now.

Oh no.

When you want brownies,
it means you're stressed.

Well, I'm on my
way to the airport.

So soon?

I thought you weren't coming
till the end of the week?

I'm really sorry, but
I don't think I'm gonna

be able to come home
for Christmas this year.

Oh, no.

Is it work?

Well, it's more like disaster
management at this point.

Is Harrington
Davis being canceled?

Where did you hear that?

It's all over
the internet, dear.

Wow, you're actually going

to meet Harrington Davis.

Are you nervous?

No.

No time for nerves.

I got a job to do.

Well, I am very proud of you,

and your father would be too.

Are you sure
you're gonna be okay

to spend Christmas alone?

I mean, I've been home
every year since dad died,

and I don't want
you to be lonely.

A, there's a first
time for everything.

B, I won't be alone.

I've got lots of
friends and support.

And C, yes, I'm sure.

I'll miss you, but I'll be fine.

Thanks for understanding.

But listen, I should go.

I've gotta come up with a plan

to convince Harrington
to do something

he definitely will
not want to do.

Well, how can he
say no to my girl?

He's a writer.

I'm sure he'll
think of something.

Bye Sweetie, and good luck.

Love you.

So, you're gonna
meet Harrington Davis?

Yeah, I am.

Ever since my daughter was five,

I've read this book to
her at the holidays.

Aw, that's sweet.

Yeah, not anymore.

Guy's a fraud.

Peppermint tea with one sugar

for America's saltiest author.

There he is.
Cute.

You saw my post?

I saw the reactions to it.

Forgotten about
by tomorrow morning.

You know, I actually do
a little writing myself.

Ah.

Mostly feel good stuff.

But if you ever need
somebody to look over

your posts before you hit send.

Thanks, Debbie.

I write alone.

Maybe that's your problem.

♪ Joy and laughter

♪ Fill the streets
with so much cheer ♪

Excuse me.

Hi.

Can I get your autograph?

You sure you want my autograph?

You are Harrington Davis, right?

That's exactly why I'm asking.

Prodigious author
of the world famous

"Magic in Mistletoe" series.

Why wouldn't I want
your autograph?

Well, when you put
it like that, sure.

You got a pen?
Yeah.

Okay.

Looks like you've read
this copy a few times.

Oh, it's actually not mine.

Someone gave it to me.
Hm.

Can I sit down?

Actually...

To be honest, he
didn't give it to me

so much as throw it away.

Yeah, he used to read
it to his daughter

every night around the holidays,

and he just doesn't want
to anymore.

Hm.

Sorry, what was your name?

Oh, you can make it out

to April Collins Collins.

From Silver Spark Publishing.

Got it.

Hm.

How'd you find me?

I put out PR fires for a living.

Helps to know where the fire is.

This is about my post.

It is.

- And there's a fire.
- Blazing.

How big are we
talkin', one alarm, two?

- What's the most?
- I don't know, five.

Then it's six.

Well, you know what they say,

there's no such thing
as bad publicity.

My specialty is
publicity, Mr. Davis,

so if that were true,
I wouldn't have a job.

Fair enough.

It'll blow over.

Not likely.

And definitely not
before Christmas,

which is 10 days
away, by the way.

And I'm not sure
you realize this,

but we did time the release

of your new book
for the holidays.

Oh, I see, that's
what this is about.

Silver Spark is afraid that
the book is gonna tank.

This isn't even
about Silver Spark.

This is about your
millions of loyal fans.

Oh, it's about the fans?

You're here on
behalf of the fans,

not the publishing company.

Got it.

Starting the spin already.

That's impressive.

Mr. Davis, this
is your life's work.

You've inspired people
all over the globe

with your imagination.

Do you really wanna
throw away all

of that goodwill on a
single ill advised post?

Ill advised post, I stand by it.

Christmas is an opportunity

for people to spend
and make money.

That's it.

It's a scam.

A scam?

So then everything you have
ever written is also a scam?

I guess.

- I don't believe you.
- Well, great.

I don't think you
believe yourself either.

I think you care
about your writing.

I think you care
about your reputation,

and I think that you
care about your fans.

All right, for the
sake of argument,

let's say that's true.

What do you want me to do?

Write a mea culpa, apologize?

For starters, but I don't
think that's gonna help much.

I do have another idea, though.

Oh, I bet you do.

And why do I get the suspicion

I'm not gonna like it that much?

What's not to like about
going back to your hometown

for the Mistletoe
Christmas Festival

to show all your fans how
much you care about them?

What's not to like?

What's not to like?

Hm.

Well, some of it.

No, all of it.

Definitely all of it.

That's cute.

But like it or not, that's
what we're gonna do.

Yeah.

Thanks, but no thanks.

I'm not going back to
Mistletoe to apologize

to the world for being
honest, I'm sorry.

Hm.

You don't want me to sign the...

You know what?

I don't know if it's
ego or self pity,

but the least you
could do is respect

the people who helped to
get you to where you are.

I'll see you in Mistletoe.

No, you won't.

I didn't agree to go.

Okay, that's fine.

I just hope you have
good legal counsel.

Excuse me?

Well, as per your contract,

you are required to attend
all promotional events

that Silver Spark
Publishing deems necessary.

You've never required
me to go before?

Well, you have never put
us in this position before.

So what if I don't go,
you're gonna,

you're gonna sue me?

Oh, I don't know.

Is that what happens when
someone breaches their contract?

Oo.

Sorry, this is a private event.

Oh, I'm supposed to
meet the Mayor here.

Oh, you must be April.

Hi, I'm Lisa Moore,
AKA, the Mayor.

Oh, I'm sorry.

It's so nice to meet you.

Oh, no problem at all.

I'm sure where you're from,

the mayors don't wear
Christmas sweaters.

Not usually, but I love it.

I just wanna thank you

for convincing Harrington
to come back this year.

We have asked him to be our
special guest so many times.

I'm just glad it all worked out.

He is here, right?

His plane arrived this morning.

And he was on it?

I'm sure he was.

Good.

I mean, because there's
just been so much buzz.

I mean, how could he
not show up, right?

Okay.

So, just before I forget,

we are having a
special kickoff dinner

for the town residents that
volunteer during the festival,

and we would just
love it if Harrington

could join us, you know?

And of course, you.

Oh, well I wouldn't miss it.

Good.

Well, we'll see you tonight.

Welcome to Mistletoe.

Thank you.

Did he confirm with you?

Just a thumbs up emoji.

Well, that's
better than nothing.

Actually, it was
a thumbs down emoji,

but at least he responded.

Okay, well, I'll be flying in

for the Christmas Eve Banquet,

so good luck until then.

And let me know if you
need anything, okay?

Will do.

Hello, can I help you?

I hope so.

This is April Collins.

Yeah, of course.

Come on up.

Okay.

Ms. Collins.

Oh, April, please.

Oh, April.

Chris Massey, old
friend of Harry's.

Harry's?

Oh, right.

Harry, that's just what
his old friend's call him.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

You know, I sat behind Harry
first day, first grade.

Now it's 30 years later.

That sounds a lot

like Marty's witty friend
Sully from the books.

Guilty.

Wow, this house.

Yeah.

Harry's childhood home
was donated to the town

and it's now the Magical
Mistletoe Museum.

Oh.

Yeah, I look after
this place when he's gone

and when he's home, we hang out.

It's been awhile, though.

Well, he's here now.

He is here now, right?

That is a good question.

I've just got back here myself.

I volunteer as a driver
for the festival.

But he wouldn't just like
not show up, right?

Harry?

Uh, I mean...

Ah.

Fun.

Yeah, this will be fun.

Huh, I don't see his bags.

Oh.

I'm gonna check upstairs.

I'll be right back.

- Okay.
- Hey, Harry!

Harry?

I'm just gonna
take a look around.

I shoulda handcuffed
him and brought him myself.

Then I wouldn't have gotten

to see that look on your face.

Mr. Davis, how are ya?

You all right?

I'm great. Fine.

Yeah.
You sure?

You seem a little flustered

like maybe you thought
I wouldn't show?

Not at all.

No, not even a bit?

Not even whatever
is less than a bit.

That's good because I
don't need a babysitter.

Good, 'cause I'm
not here to babysit.

I'm here to make sure you don't

have any more tantrums.

Sounds a lot like a babysitter.

Which is exactly what he needs.

Well, what do you know?

Come here, man.

How are ya, man?

Good.

Oh, it's so good to see you.

You too, you look great.

So do you.

How was your flight?
Oh, it was all right.

Little jet lagged.

Hm, I don't think
that's jet lag.

I think that's I don't
wanna do this lag.

Oh.

Gonna be an eventful week.

It certainly is.

Speaking of, I made a
few minor adjustments

to your itinerary of
the myriad appearances

you signed me up for.

I will appear at three events.

Exactly three.

No more, no less.

Fine.

Does one of them happen to
be the kickoff party tonight

for the volunteers?

I think I'm gonna
sit this one out.

You know, let's get settled in.

Okay.

Okay, I'll be here at 10 a.m.

Ah, but will I?

Jokes.

Jokes.

- Hm?
- Jokes.

I'm joking.

We're so serious.

I can't wait.

Hey, welcome home, Harry.

I missed you.

He's a funny guy.

- Yeah.
- Hm.

It's not you, okay?

It's just Harry bein' Harry.

If he really didn't like you,

he wouldn't speak to you at all.

Wonderful.

I think this definitely
will be an eventful week.

Hm.

There she is.

Hi, you must be Ms. Collins.

We've been expecting you.

Here, let me take this.

Thank you.

I'm Marcus.

- Marcus.
- And I'm Sue.

- Sue.
- Welcome.

Thank you.

April, please.
Hi, April.

So, you're the one
who publishes the books?

Well, I'm just in charge
of publicity at Silver Spark.

Oh, well that is
just as important.

Harrington and his books,

they mean so much
to everybody here,

especially at the holidays.

How 'bout I take this

up to your room
while you two finish?

Thank you.

And if you could
fill this out for me?

Sure.

I can't believe how
much this place looks

like the Stargazer
Inn from the movies.

Honestly, this place,

well, we were all struggling
before Harrington,

but after the first movie, we
got this surge in customers.

So, we changed the name to
Stargazer Inn to match the book,

and then the rest is history.

Huh.

So, Harrington's books have
really helped this town?

Oh, hun, Harrington and
his books saved this town.

That's why we're so excited
that he finally came back home.

I mean, we miss him and
his wonderful parents,

may they rest in peace.

Oh, I didn't
realize they'd passed.

Oh, Lawrence Davis, he passed
away almost nine years ago.

His mom, Tilly, she left
us four years later.

They were such wonderful people.

They never left this town.

Even after their home had was
getting all of these visitors,

and Tilly, she would go out and
offer them Christmas cookies

and cocoa while they
stood outside hoping

the Christmas
Fairy would arrive.

Oh, that's sweet.

Right this way.

- Ms. Collins.
- Ah.

So glad you could make it.

Please call me April.

Oh.

Well, so where's
the man of the hour?

I need to apologize.

Mr. Davis needed his rest,

but he's very excited
for the festival.

I understand.

Well, let me make the rounds

and mingle and enjoy yourself.

Okay.

- Okay?
- Thank you, I will.

Yes.

Go with the Mistletoe Punch.

Oh.

The Starry Night,
bit of an aftertaste.

No offense.

And the nog might as well
be called Hangover Nog.

Oo.

Yeah.

But the Mistletoe Punch
is actually pretty good.

Looks like I'll be taking
a Mistletoe Punch, please.

Make that two.

Thank you very much.

- Thank you.
- Cheers.

Cheers.

- I'm Lindsay.
- I'm April.

I'm from Silver
Spark Publishing.

- Oh!
- Mm hm.

Okay, so you're
here to wrangle Harry.

You two must be old friends?

Wait, I mean, yes.

But what gives you
that impression?

Well, I met Chris
today and he said

that only friends
call him Harry.

Okay, well, Harry and Chris

and I were absolutely thick
as thieves when we were kids.

So, you know, whole Three
Christmateers thing.

- Ah ha!
- Yeah.

Does that mean that
Misty is based on you?

What?

You have to ask Harry that.

Well, by the way,

I'm not here to wrangle him.

I'm just here to make sure-

- He doesn't make any
boneheaded remarks?

Something like that.

Yeah.

I get it.

He just forgets his words
have meaning sometimes.

His words actually mean
a lot to a lot of people.

I tried to tell
him that ages ago,

but, well, you've met Harry.

He can be a little bit stubborn.

Ah, that is the
understatement of the year.

He called me a babysitter.

Oo, ouch.

Although that does sound
a little bit like Harry.

He's pretty good at paper cuts.

Hm.

Do you have any
intel that might help

me get him to warm up to me?

Mm hm.

Okay.

Well, I mean, I'm sure
that you are doing great,

but he's a little
bit of a prickly guy,

so you know, if he's being
a little standoffish,

you're probably on
the right track.

And you know what?

Just own up to your mistakes.

He's a straight shooter.

- Hey, Linds.
- Hey.

How are you?
Oh, great.

How are you?

April, this is Susan.

She owns Miss Muffin's Bakery.

Miss Muffin's Bakery?

It's a real place?

That's me.

It's been in my
family for years.

Ah.

In fact, Harrington
used to be a regular

when he was a kid.
Oh, yeah.

He always loved his cinnamon.

- Mm hm.
- Just like Marty.

Excuse me, everyone.

As always, thank you so much

for your tireless
work this year.

This is gonna be our
largest turnout yet

and I know that everything
is gonna be spectacular.

So, as a token of
our appreciation,

please come up and get
a Christmas ornament,

grab a pen, write
down a Christmas wish,

and put it inside the ornament

and hang it on the
Christmas tree.

Merry Christmas, everyone.

I love that.

Okay, I'm gonna do one.

Yeah, sounds good.

Bye.

Shall we?

- Oh, I couldn't.
- What?

I mean, you single-handedly
got Harry here

for the holidays somehow.

Come on.

You of all people deserve
a Christmas wish.

Hm.

Hope you
haven't been waiting too long.

Good
morning, Mr. Davis.

Peace offering.

Oh, I don't drink coffee.

Peppermint tea.

Thanks.

But I take it with- Sugar?

- Well, aren't you prepared?
- I try.

♪ Must be that mistletoe magic

♪ 'Cause I'm seeing you in
such a different light ♪

Lantern lighting
seems like a big deal.

Mm hm.

I'm excited to see it.

It must be pretty great if
you put it in the books.

Fan are you?

I've read them.

Couldn't properly do
my job if I hadn't.

You know, lantern lighting
used to be something to see.

Now it's just another
gimmick in town.

You know, they used to
give 'em out for free.

But now, oh boy, now you can buy

special "Magic in Mistletoe"
lanterns for the right price.

Of course.

Ridiculous.

It's just another lovely
Christmas tradition

that they managed to ruin.

There's nothing
wrong with the town

benefiting from your success.

Everyone that I've
met is grateful.

Maybe we should go over
some talking points.

Mm hm.

Panels can be tricky.

I've come up with some answers

in case any thorny
issues come up.

I think I can handle it.

Please do not mention
the social media post,

unless someone else does.

If they do, just say it was
regrettable and I'm sorry.

Like I said, I
think I can handle it.

No offense, but I don't think

we can really be sure of that.

Oh, come on.

It was one post.

Oh, so you think
it wasn't a big deal?

Honestly, no, I don't.

Then why are you back?

Because you
threatened to sue me.

Well, now you're here,

why don't you just
make the best of it?

Oh, I am making the best of it.

This is me making
the best of it.

This is the best,
like it or leave it.

You know what?

I get it.

You are a sullen author who
loathes his own success,

but your fans have traveled

from all over the
world to see you.

And this town that
you apparently hate

has worked tirelessly
to honor you

because believe it or not,
they actually love you.

So, I don't care if you like me,

but you will dazzle this
crowd because after all,

"Christmas is more
than just magic."

Yes, that is a quote
from your books.

Can you just pretend to like
the books that you wrote,

and I will pretend to like
the author who wrote them.

♪ Oh what fun it is to ride
in a one horse open sleigh ♪

♪ Hey

♪ Jingle bells, jingle bells

♪ Jingle all the way

How tall do you think
Harrington is now?

April, good morning.

Where's Harrington?

He's still in the car.

We had a bit of- Lisa.

Ah, Harrington.

Suppose I should
call you Mayor now.

Congratulations.
What was in that tea?

Superstar!

Look who finally came home.

Last time I saw you

it was in my rear view
beatin' you in the 400.

April, this is Lance Lightning,

Mistletoe's favorite DJ.

Enchante.

Thanks again, Harrington.

The moment that we
announced you were coming,

tourism skyrocketed.

Hm.

Can you imagine if you came
home every year?

We'd have to build new
hotels so that people

wouldn't have to stay
in neighboring towns.

I'm so sorry to interrupt.

But according to the schedule,

the children's choir
is about to finish up,

followed by Lance's introduction

and then Harrington's Q&A.

Wow, you were
right on the money.

Let me go warm this crowd
up for you, Harrington.

Yeah?

Let's go.

Give it up for our
Mistletoe Christmas Choir.

Weren't they fantastic?

I'm Lance Lightning.

I'll be your MC for tonight.

We all know what
we're doin' here.

Mistletoe's most famous
is in the building.

Now, you all know him as
the magic behind the pen.

At the young age of 18,

Harrington Davis wrote
"Magic in Mistletoe,"

about a young boy named Marty

and his two best
friends, Misty and Sully.

Marty's wishes are granted
by the Christmas Fairy,

but once the wishes come true,

everything goes haywire.

But you all know this, right?

So, let's get him out here.

You know him as Harrington.

I call him Crush 'cause I
crushed him at every track meet.

Is this why he
didn't wanna come home?

So let's get him
out here, right?

What, this guy?

And let's give

a big Mistletoe welcome
Nah, nah,

- to our own Harrington Davis.
- This guy's harmless.

Time to shine.

This guy.

This guy.

Hello, Mistletoe.

So Harrington, you've
created this magical world.

Tell us, what inspires
you to continue writing?

Funny thing, you know,

inspiration comes in
unpredictable waves.

Sometimes I wish I could just
plug my brain into a machine

and have it generate
ideas for me.

And I mean, that's...

I think the true
driving force behind

my love of writing
is my parents.

They gave everything to me.

You know, my dad loved to read,

so we always had a
house full of books,

and stories were very important.

And Christmas was my mom's
favorite time of year.

Together those two
were magic for me.

And to be honest,
it's been a lot harder

to find that magic
since they've been gone.

And as someone who
knew your parents,

I can tell you they loved you
so much, and we love them.

Unfortunately, that's
all the time we have.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, hang on.

Think we might have one more.

Looks like the last

question's coming from a
little Christmas Fairy.

And I have to say,

you are the most
perfect Christmas Fairy

that I have ever seen.

Do we agree?

Hello.

Mr. Davis?

Call me Harrington.

Mr. Harrington,

I was wondering, is the
Christmas Fairy real?

Let me ask you a question.

Do you think the
Christmas Fairy is real?

Of course I do.

Then that is all that matters.

There you have it.

Thanks again, Harrington for
taking the time to do this.

Tomorrow he's judging

the Christmas dessert
contest, everyone.

So, come on out.

Harrington, any final words?

I just want to say thank you

for this incredible
turnout today.

It means more than you know.

Thank you.

I gotta say, great job.

Look, I need to apologize
for my outburst earlier.

It was super unprofessional.

No, you were right.

You were right.

I was being a jerk.

And I wasn't seeing
the big picture

and you called me out on it.

I should be thanking you

for helping me see
what's important.

Wow.

I pretty much said
all of that before.

What changed?

I don't know, I guess I
didn't read like PR spin.

I mean, it was still
wildly unprofessional.

Yeah.

But it was genuine.

I was about to say,
I was just doing my job

but that doesn't
seem right anymore.

Little late.

I know that you didn't
want to come back here,

but I do think that together

we can really turn
everything around.

You know, I got all these
books just sitting here.

I guess I could sign 'em
and give 'em to fans.

That's a great idea.

You got a pen?

Oh, I have a gel
permanent ballpoint

and a couple of pencils.

Wow.

I'm starting to think

that's Mary Poppin's
magic bag you got there.

It's not magic.

I just like to be prepared
for anything and everything.

Yeah?

You like to plan?

You a planner?

I don't like surprises if
that's what you're asking.

I get enough of those
in my line of work.

When was the last time
someone surprised you?

"To Collins."

That's Collins with a C?

Yeah, that's a C.

"My biggest fan."

So, what's he like?

Harrington?

He's fine.

A prickly to be honest.

But I've been told

that if Harrington
Davis is acting prickly,

it's a good sign.

So, he likes you?

Well, he hasn't run me
outta town yet.

But for a guy who's created

an imaginary world around
Christmas, he's pretty sour on it.

Hm.

Maybe he needs to be reminded

why it was so important
to him to begin with.

That's good advice
as always, Mom.

But I do have some things
to go over with him,

so I should probably go.

Of course.

I know you have a job to do.

But just in case you
have some time to play,

keep your eye open for
a special package, okay?

Mom, what did you do?

Let's just say I didn't
want you to be unprepared.

Merry Christmas, Sweetheart.

And we've got another
one here for you.

Enjoy, everyone.

April, it's great to see you.

You finally made it.

Oh, now that I'm finally here

I can't believe I
waited this long.

So, this was your mom's spot?

Oh, I practically
grew up in here.

So what can I give for you?

Seriously, anything you want.

Well, actually, I'd like to
bring something to Harrington.

A little gift for a great panel.

I have the perfect thing.

Wait right here.

I'll be right back.
Okay.

Oh, he is going to flip
for these, I promise.

Thank you so much.

Enjoy, they're delicious.

- See you soon.
- Bye.

Bye.

Hi.

I had a feeling giving you

the gate code would
come back to haunt me.

Hope you're not here to go
over more talking points.

Actually, after today,

I think you might be
good on talking points.

I come bearing gifts.

Lump of coal from an angry fan?

Come on in, sit.

Well, it's actually a bit
of joy, I hope.

Hold on.

Is Harrington Davis
listening to Christmas music?

Oh, barely, it's jazz.

Christmas Jazz.

Next thing you know,

you'll have decorations
in here, maybe a tree.

And seriously, you need a tree.

Nope, I don't do trees.

Not even a little one?

Not even a twig.

Okay.

What do we got?

Oh, come on.

How did you know?

Susan from Miss Muffin's Bakery.

Well, we're
gonna need to make a fire.

Well, we're gonna
need to make a fire.

We?

You're supposed
to make it golden brown,

not send it into the afterlife.

Come on.
That's fine.

All right, all right.
All right, okay.

Here we go.

All right, easy.

Lay it on there.

Okay.

This is the secret ingredient.

Oh.

Not too much.

Steady, steady.

And you're up.

- Oo!
- Yeah, perfect.

Okay, give that a try.

Mm.

Mm, mm.

What is happening?

Is that cinnamon sugar?

Cinnamon sugar.

- Mm.
- Mind blowing, right?

After seeing all the other
desserts at Miss Muffins,

I thought she would
maybe give us something

a little more spectacular
than s'mores, but wow!

Telling ya.

You know, Susan knew
just what to give you.

This place is really special.

Why did you write that post?

Honestly, I don't know.

I mean, I have all
these amazing memories

of Christmas as a kid,
filled my books with them,

and then the movies and the
costumes and the lanterns.

It's like, I wrote this
love letter to Christmas

and it turned into a
tourist attraction.

The people here
don't feel that way.

They love the world you've
created and they love you.

Yeah.

I wish the rest of my
fans felt that way.

Well, that's why we're here.

Oh, speaking of which,

can we go over some of the
press schedule for tomorrow?

Do you just carry that
with you all the time?

Can't we just live
in the moment?

It's on my mind.

Can you indulge me?

I can, sure.

You know, it's pretty low tech

for a high powered executive.

Oh, well.

I still like writing on real
paper and reading actual books.

There's something about

the feel of the page.

I'm the same way.

Yeah?

- Love it.
- Hm.

Can I show you something?

Yeah.

I have spent many an hour
up here staring at the wall.

This is the creative
center of the home.

Wow.

But this is what
I wanna show you.

My mom gave me this journal,

and it has every single
idea in it I've ever had

all the way back
to the beginning.

I take it with me
everywhere I go.

It's my favorite thing
in the whole world.

Oh, I can see why.

This.

There he is.

There's Marty.

Wow.

Kind of reminds me of my charm.

My dad gave this to me for
Christmas when I was seven.

He was a literature professor.

His office was my favorite
place in the world.

Just floor to ceiling books.
Wow.

He used to read to me
every day growing up.

Sounds like my kinda guy.

I miss him.

I know how you feel.

You know, you're
not so bad, Collins.

Collins.

Is that how it is now?

Seems to be.

Gotta admit, when we first met
and you threatened to sue me,

I wasn't the biggest fan.

I didn't notice.

But if you hadn't,
I wouldn't have come.

I'm glad you did.

Me too.

But I should be honest,

Silver Spark never
would've actually sued you.

I mean, it'd be a
terrible look for us,

especially after your post,
just vindictive and petty.

Hm.

So, in other words, you lied?

Are you leaving?

This is your house.

I'm aware of that.

I'm opening the door
for you to leave.

Can we talk about this?

You wanna talk about it?

All right, let's talk.

You lied to me.

You lied to my face.

You tricked me into being here.

I bluffed you into being here.

And if I hadn't- If you hadn't,

if you hadn't, I...

We'll never know will we?

No, fair.

We won't.

Listen, that person
who bluffed you,

she is a very
ambitious PR executive

and she cares
about her job a lot

and sometimes it clouds her
judgment and she makes mistakes.

Why is she talking about
herself in the third person?

Because it's easier than saying

I shouldn't have misled you.

I was wrong, and I'm sorry.

I don't want this
either, you know?

Want what?

This.

I don't wanna be here this week.

I have been home for Christmas

every single year
since my dad passed.

I should be snuggled
up on the couch

with my mom watching
Christmas movies

and eating her
peppermint brownies.

But no, I'm here in
mistletoe with you trying

to save your writing career.

So, can we please just get
through the next few days

and then I will fly home and try

and salvage what is
left of my Christmas,

and you can get back to, you
know, whatever it is you do.

My mom used to,

she'd come home
from Miss Muffins

with these cinnamon,
peppermint, chocolate things

and we would sit on the couch

and watch Christmas
movies as well.

And when she passed, I
felt really isolated.

Success has a funny way
of doing that to you.

And you're never entirely
sure who to trust.

And honesty becomes
really, really important.

And when someone
breaks your trust-

- Harrington, it
won't happen again.

I promise.

I guess I'll- Yeah.

Hey, Collins?
Yeah?

Thank you for the s'mores.

I do appreciate what you're
doin', you know, for me.

See you tomorrow?

See you tomorrow.

We'll see you then.

Bye.

- April.
- Hm?

This package came
for you this morning.

Oh, Mom.

I can take it up to
your room if you'd like?

That'd be great, thanks.

Oh, you're welcome.

Have a great day.

I was surprised you wanted
to walk to the theater today.

Somebody's gotta give
you the grand tour of town.

It might as well be me.

Hm.

Did you ever think your work

would inspire
Christmas displays?

You know, it's okay to like
some things about your books.

Oh, it's not that.

I just wish the focus
was more on Christmas.

Harrington, your books
are about Christmas.

Yes, I realize that.

But there's more to the
holiday than my books.

You'll see what I
mean on Main Street.

This festival used to
be all about Christmas.

You know, people selling
stuff that they made

with their bare hand,
games and activities.

That was the best
part of my childhood.

Now it's a-

- Don't say that word.

What word?

You were gonna say joke.

I wasn't gonna say joke.

I was gonna say something
much more eloquent,

like farce or circus.

You wanna know what I think?

I think you're gonna
tell me regardless.

I think that it's weird for you

to be from here and see
the impact that you've had.

You want everything
to be as it was.

We all do, but things change,
and we change things too.

Yeah, well, not
always for the better.

Look at those kids' faces.

Yeah.

And them, don't they look happy?

Okay, that's two.

That's fine.

- All right, okay.
- How about

- everybody in here?
- All right, all right.

These kids don't have to have

the same experience you did.

You know, they're here
to celebrate this season,

which like it or not
includes your books.

Fine.

Oh, wow.

It really is you.

You're Harrington Davis.

Yeah, yeah.

I can't believe
it really is you.

Oh.

Can I get an autograph, man.

- Oh yeah, sure.
- Okay.

Oh my gosh.

Harrington, Harrington?

- Harrington?
- Wow. Okay.

Hi. Hi.

- Let's-
- Oh my gosh, thank you.

Sorry, everyone.
Hi, hi.

Oh, hi, hi.

Hi.

Hi.

Yeah, hi.
Harrington,

I don't think this
is a good idea.

Yeah, hi.

Hi, oh.

- Oh, oh, oh, oh.
- Oh, hi.

- Harrington?
- I'm sorry.

- Hey, guys!
- I'm so sorry!

Come on, let's go.

Jump in.

Woo!

Are you guys okay?

That just got outta
hand really quickly.

You're like Christmas Elvis.

I swear, Well

sometimes he forgets
he's a celebrity.

But we should be
more careful next time.

Are you starting to
care about me, Collins?

I think she's startin'
to care about me.

Okay, we should go.
Yeah.

Buckle up.

Linds?

Harry!

Oh my gosh.

It's been way too long.

It's been too long.

Yeah.

And who might this be?

It's Bree, silly!

That's impossible
because my Bree

is about this big and I
could put her in my pocket.

What happened?

I grew up.

I can see that.

I'm gonna need to
get bigger pockets.

It's good to see you too.

You too.

Wait, you two know each other?

Yeah, we met at
the welcome party

that you refused to attend.
Yeah.

- Ah.
- Mm hm.

- Mm hm.
- I mean,

we're basically
best friends now.

Ms. Collins, we
got what we need?

Wait, what do we need?

Oh, just a little
somethin' from the company.

Ah, shall we?

What's up, Mistletoe?

What's Christmas without
some jolly baked goodness,

am I right?

So let's find the best
treat of the season.

So, what's "A
little somethin'?"

You'll see.

To honor the 15th anniversary
of Magic in Mistletoe,"

Silver Spark Publishing has
something special to say,

so let's hear it
for April Collins!

Good afternoon, Mistletoe.

I'm so happy to be here.

And because we're so proud

to bring you "Magic
in Mistletoe,"

each contestant will
get a special package

from Silver Spark and the
winner will receive $5,000.

Wow!

I wish I was a contestant,

but then I can't
even bake a potato.

But I can eat.

Come on out, Harrington!

Yes!

Mistletoe, let's
take some treats!

Woo!

Looks like somebody
got through to him.

Yeah, we hit a speed bump,

but now we're in a groove.

Your advice really helped.

Oh, I'm so glad.

It seems like a really
positive change.

It's good to see.

Got a decision to make brush.

I know, but they're all so good.

All right, first of all,

I know I have to
make a decision here.

I will get to that.

I would like to say
all of these desserts

are insanely delicious.

Congratulations to
our three bakers.

I couldn't achieve this,
so congratulations.

I'm gonna be honest.

I don't think I can make
the decision on my own.

I'm gonna need to call a friend.

I'd like to bring up Bree.

Get up here.

- Yeah!
- Get up here.

We're calling in
the experts, folks.

Bree knows more than
anybody about desserts.

Go ahead, Bree.

Will it be the peppermint cake?

The eggnog brownies?

Or Christmas
cranberry cheesecake?

It's out of my hands.

All right, come here.

My colleague and I would
like to confer for a second.

I'll be back.

All right, Harrington,
what'll it be?

We have a decision
and the winner is...

The brownie!

Congratulations to all of you.

Incredible job.

Come over here, kiddo.

Look at that.

Whoa.

Wow.
Do it again.

Mm.

Someone's had her
sugar quota for the day.

Yeah, thank you for
that, Uncle Harry.

Uncle Harry, that
was so much fun.

I know.

Uncle Harry, are you coming

to the Christmas costume
dance tomorrow night?

Oh, do you already
have your costume, Bree?

I do.

It's gonna be so much fun.

I don't think so, kiddo.

There's gonna be a
lot of people there.

Aw.

That's okay, right, Bree?

Because we are gonna
see Uncle Harry

at the Lantern
Lighting Festival.

- Right?
- You're gonna see me

at the Lantern
Lighting Festival.

Yeah.

You look happy.

- Do I?
- Hm.

Unintentional.

It won't happen again.

I don't know.

I guess I'm havin' a good day.

Hm, glad to hear it.

Imagine what you'd be
doing if you weren't here.

Oh, I'd be home doom scrolling
about the end of my career.

Yeah, this seems
a little bit better.

You ready?

Press junket is set up inside.

If I must.

Come on, it won't be that bad.

Wait, you smell that?

What is that?

It smells delicious.

Oh, this day just keeps
getting better and better.

Sue, I knew it.

Is that what I think it is?

Oh, Harrington, I can't
believe you actually remember.

How can I possibly forget?

You have to try these.

May I?
Oh, no.

They have to be roasted yet.

The first batch is over there.

Ms. Collins.

Harrington, the press is ready.

Right.

You know what?

Change of plans.

You can interview me in here.

What about the guests?

They can ask questions as well.

Okay.

Yeah.

It's a Christmas tradition
here at the Stargazer

to enjoy a very special treat.

Cinnamon roasted pralines.

Aren't you full?

You just had enough dessert

to last you until
next Christmas.

There's always time for dessert.

Okay, okay.

We're gonna start now.

All right, I
guess floor is open.

So Harrington,
do you wanna share

with your fans any clues

about finding the
Christmas Fairy?

I suppose it couldn't hurt,

if you don't mind that glue
being wrapped up in a riddle.

I found the fairy in the place

where the light
sparkles brightest,

where you can get
lost in the sky

and find yourself in the woods.

Well, all right.

That will keep them guessing
for a very long time.

Harrington, I'd be
remiss if I didn't ask ya

about the social media post

that was heard around the world.

I'm sorry, we're
not fielding those.

You know, it's okay.

Harrington, do you really think

that your hometown
just cares about money

and is attending this
event really just to ploy,

to salvage the release
of your new book?

Look, I will make no
excuse for what I said.

There is none.

It was selfish and
thoughtless and reckless

and people were
really hurt by it,

and for that, I'm
truly, truly sorry.

If I can take it back, I would.

I guess what I would
want you all to know

is that Christmas means the
world to me, as do all of you.

And the next time
I'm feeling ornery,

I will put my phone away.

Yes Sir?

I'm confused.

Is the Christmas fair gonna
come this year or not?

Hm, that's a good question.

A really good question.

I'll tell you what.

Come here.

Come here, kiddos.

That's a great question.

Thank you for asking that.

What's your name?

Luca.

Luca, all right.

Here's the deal, Luca.

See, me and the Christmas
Fairy are pretty tight.

She told me to tell all of you

that as long as you have

the spirit of Christmas
in your heart,

she will always be there,
even when you can't see her.

Morning.

Thank you.

Well, this place
hasn't changed a bit.

The shop is full of
memories, isn't it?

I don't suppose you have any

of those scones with cinnamon?

I always do.

It's really good
to see, Harrington.

You too.

Harrington.

Hey, come on in.

Just doing a little
looking online.

Looks like I'm
gettin' some traction.

That blogger from Hit Beat
posted his piece and it's good.

It's really good.

The comments are
mostly positive, too.

Looks like your plan is working.

What is this?

Oh, I picked up some scones.

I figured we could
take 'em with us.

Oh, there's
nothing on the agenda today.

Exactly.

This isn't on the agenda.

May I have your keys?

What? No.

Why?

Because I'm taking
you on an adventure.

Keys, please.

Okay, but only
because you said please.

Ah, Mason.

It's been too long, man.

Sure has.

Welcome home, friend.

Thank you.

April, Mason Long.

He's an old friend.

Oh, nice to meet you.

Pleasure.

Thank you so much
for letting us do this.

We won't stay too long.

Take your time.

I'm making a delivery in town.

Just close the gate
when you leave.

You got it.

All right.

Bye.
So we're at a tree farm?

Oh, not just any tree farm.

Come on.

Oh, Harrington,
this is so beautiful.

- Isn't it?
- Hm.

You know, this used to be

my favorite place
to come and write.

I would just wander
through the trees,

and get lost in my own world,
and then it became Marty's.

Could you imagine
growing up here as a kid?

You know, jumpin' creeks

and running around Christmas
trees, exploring caves.

Wait, caves?

Like where Marty meets
the Christmas Fairy?

Just like it.

I mean, in the books.

Can I tell you a secret?

Okay.

I didn't actually meet a
Christmas Fairy in a cave,

but she is based
on something real.

Care to elaborate?

Maybe someday.

Truth is, there isn't a
single part of this town

that didn't find its way into
my book somewhere or another.

Hm.

Mistletoe.

My dad would've been so
excited to see all of this.

He was a fan?

Are you kiddin' me?

I was 15 and he came
out of his office.

He had just finished
your book and he said,

"April, this author is only
three years older than you,

and he's written a classic."

High praise.

Yeah, he was impressed.

What about you?

You read them.

I did.

You care to elaborate?

Maybe someday.

Okay.

It sure is beautiful.

Yeah, it's not so bad.

Come on.

Okay, so tomorrow
is Christmas Eve,

which is the big honors banquet
and the lantern lighting.

- Yes.
- We've prepared you a speech.

It's in your email.

I'm a writer.

That's literally my entire job.

You don't trust me to
write my own speech?

My boss insisted.

All right.

I'll be here to
pick you up at six?

Perfect.

In the meantime, we have
the entire evening free.

Should we-

- No, sorry.

I'm going to the
Christmas costume dance.

I-

- Oh, I didn't realize.

Yeah, no.
Yeah.

- Of course.
- Great.

I just assumed that
you wouldn't wanna go.

Yeah, no, no.

It's lots of people.

Lots of people.

Yeah, it's probably
not the best idea.

Not the best.

I shouldn't.

No.

I mean, it does sound fun.

- It does.
- So...

Well, wait here.

I will be right back.

All right.

Hi, Chris, it's April.

So, I was wondering if I
could ask you for a favor.

Hello?

Hey, back here.

Wow, that was fast.

Ready to dance?

Oh, I don't know.

Let's see what we got.

A Marty costume?

Where did you even- Mm.

Oh, you're good.

I am.

I mean, it'll still
be pretty visible.

You think it's gonna work?
Totally.

Book four, "Marty's
Christmas Catastrophe."

Marty wears a beard disguise.

It's gonna work.

Meet me at the town
hall in an hour.

Okay.

Everyone's gonna be in costume.

How will I know it's you?

You'll know.

That was a great song,

and I got one of your
favorites comin' up right now.

♪ Joy to the world

Bubbles.

- Decent turnout.
- Yeah, certainly is.

Half the people are
hoping Harrington Davis

makes an appearance, but
I wouldn't hold my breath.

Seriously?

- Oh, Harrington!
- Yeah, yeah, shh.

Oh my goodness.

Honestly, I didn't know that
you were planning to come.

Oh, come on.

I'm not that big a Grinch.

That is not what I meant at all.

It's just, it's
a lot being here.

I mean, after your mom passed,
it was hard on all of us

so I can only imagine the
impact that it had on you.

So I understand why
you stayed away.

All of us do.

But I hope you understand
how grateful we are

that you made the choice
to be here this week.

Thank you.

It means a lot.

I think the real question
is, where's April?

Wow.

Well, this is awkward.

What?

We both dressed as Marty.

Well, who wore it better?

I think you know the answer.

In my wildest dreams,

I don't think I
could've imagined

a more perfect Christmas Fairy.

You like it?

I, yeah.

Where did you get this?

Oh, well, you can't be in
my line of work without going

to your share of
conventions over the years.

I may have picked
up a thing or two.

- Uh huh.
- Mm hm.

And the tiara?

Oh, this is actually a gift
from my mom for Christmas.

She sent it to the hotel.

But the dress and
the wings are all me.

You brought this with you?

- Yeah.
- On an airplane?

Harrington has it
not yet become apparent

that I like to be
prepared for everything?

Oh, it's become apparent.

You know, I'd be lying if I said

I wasn't more than a
little disappointed.

What? Why?

Well, I've been to
dozens of conventions

and this is the first
time I'm seeing you.

Well, are you just
gonna stand there

or are you gonna
ask me to dance?

I'm gonna ask you to dance.

Shall we?

I'd be delighted.

- Oh, sorry, wings.
- Careful.

♪ I wanna get
snowed in with you ♪

♪ Think of all the
fun things we can do ♪

Uncle Harry!

Oh!

Hi.

How did you know it was me?

I saw April, silly.

Oh, that's so smart.

Hey.

So glad you get to spend
Christmas with the family.

You and me both.

I thought I was
gonna get deployed,

but Christmas miracle.

Don't have to leave
till after the new year.

I went with the candy cane.

Oh, it's perfect.

- Thank you.
- Yes.

What I wanna know is how did

you get him out 'cause this
costume was not his idea.

No, actually, he wanted to come.

- Really?
- Yeah.

That's really good to hear,

and it's really
nice to see him out.

- Ladies.
- Shall we?

Let's go dance.

- Okay.
- Oh.

- Have fun.
- Hey, you,

you save me a dance.

Where were we?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

You know, I gotta thank you.

Thank me?

For what, a plaid shirt
and a very chic beard?

Among other things,
but more importantly,

man, I was just, I
needed to stop seein'

the world in such
a negative way.

Hm, hm.

And you really
helped me do that.

There's so much good around here

and if I hadn't come
I woulda missed it.

- Harrington?
- Yeah?

The truth is...

Uh oh.

I love your books.

What?

I...

From the moment I read the
first page, I was hooked.

I mean, my dad was a fan,

but I am seriously
like a super fan.

Why didn't you
want to tell me that?

Because I'm here to work,

and I didn't want you to think

that I was just another groupie.

I wanted your respect.

You got it,

groupie.

Stop it.

It's so glossy.

I might have to grow one myself.

You should.

What?

What the?

♪ There's somethin'
'bout December skies ♪

What's all this?

You shouldn't have done this.

It was nothing.

I worked it out with Chris.

No, I mean, I really
wish you hadn't done this.

Harrington, what's wrong?

I said to you, I said
to you, I don't do trees.

Well, I was just trying to-

- I didn't want this.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to upset you.

Can you tell me what's going on?

I need some space.

Excuse me.

Hello.

Morning, April.

There's a special delivery
for you downstairs.

Really?

Yes.

Would you like it to be sent up?

No, I'll come down.

I'll be there in a few minutes.

Okay.

Surprise!

Mom!

Oh!

So, what happened?

I'm not really sure.

I thought he would be happy

to see his family's old
Christmas decorations,

but instead he just
completely shut down.

It was a beautiful
thing you tried to do.

Harrington is a
really lovely man.

I'm sure he'll come around.

How do you know
he's a lovely man?

No way I could have afforded
this last minute flight.

Harrington set it up.

I can't believe he did that.

I said no trees.

I said specifically,
"I don't want a tree."

If you're gonna
blame anyone, blame me.

I thought it was a good idea.

Guilty party over here, too.

I thought it was really sweet.

Reminding me of what I've lost?

No, I think she was trying

to remind you of what you love.

Yeah, we all were.

You know, for the longest
time after mom died,

I was crushed by guilt.

I had been so wrapped
up in my own career

and my success and, you
know, all that nonsense,

I wasn't here for
her at the end.

Not in the way I
should have been.

She loved Christmas
more than anyone I know

and I think this just made me
realize how badly I failed.

Yeah, we know.

But April doesn't.

I was such a jerk.

Yeah.

Like really big one.

Big jerk.

I mean, huge.

Gargantuan.

- Massive.
- Maybe.

Humongous.

Okay.

Still three Christmateers?

Always.

Forever.

Come on.

You're the worst.

We love you.

Mallory texted that she's here.

We should try to find her.

All right, dear.

How are you feeling?

I'm just, I'm worried that
Harrington is still angry

and that he's not gonna show up.

Honey, pardon me for saying so.

It's all right to be worried

about your
relationship with him.

But look, it's Christmas Eve.

We have tickets to the
best event in town.

Let's enjoy it.

April.

- Ah.
- Ah, my miracle worker.

I'm so glad you made it.

Fabulous job.

I have heard nothing
but glowing reviews

on Harrington's time here.

Well, it's all
over the internet.

Oh, Mallory, this
is my mother, Lydia.

Hi, so nice to meet you.

I have heard so much about you.

You too.

We should compare notes.

We should.

Mallory, I do have
something to tell-

Take your seats.

I wanna make sure the reporters

get Harrington's entire speech.

If he's here.

Welcome everyone

to the annual Mistletoe
Christmas Banquet.

It has become a time
honored tradition

where we bestow a
very special honor

to one of our residents.

And this year we are so proud

to have this resident back home.

Harrington Davis!

Thank you.

Thank you.

Wow.

Look at that, the
key to the city.

I have a few things that
I would like to say,

but in my own words.

What on earth is he doing?

We wrote a perfectly
good speech for him.

It's okay.

He's been writing his
own words his whole life.

You may be surprised
to hear this,

but I didn't want to be
here this week in Mistletoe.

I wasn't sure I ever
wanted to come back at all.

In fact, the only
reason I'm here

is because my publisher
forced me to come.

You know, when I first
wrote "Magic in Mistletoe,"

it was a tribute to
my favorite holiday,

and also a love letter
to my family, friends,

and to this wonderful town.

But somewhere along the way,
the magic disappeared for me.

And to be honest, I didn't think
I would ever find it again.

But being here this week,

I was reminded that the
magic was always here.

It was the town,

it was the people,

it was the excitement
and the anticipation

and the joy and the laughter.

It was all of you.

And it took a very persistent

and caring and wildly
over-prepared woman

to help me see that again.

And for that, I am
forever grateful.

So thank you, Mistletoe,
for not losing faith in me,

and to that very special woman

for helping me
rediscover the magic,

because she herself is magic.

Thank you, Mayor, for
this incredible honor,

and I promise that
moving forward,

I will make you all
very, very proud.

Hey.

Great speech, man.

Great speech.

Thank you.

Thanks, pal.

Harrington.

Mallory.

Had you scared for a
minute there, didn't I?

Mm hm.

There's some reporters
that want to talk to you.

Oh, reporters.

Speak to the reporters.
Of course.

April.

Congratulations.

You did it.

Oh no, really it was all him.

Are you kidding?

You did more than you know.

Yeah.

Harry's back to his old self,

and a lot of that
is thanks to you.

Well, it wasn't
a regular PR gig,

but I am happy with the results.

Excuse me, please
everyone take your seat.

After dinner we'll go outside
for the lantern lighting.

Enjoy your dinner.

You heard the lady,
dinner is served.

Thank you so much.

Okay.

Collins.

Davis.

You look, uh...

I'm at a loss for
words, imagine that.

Speaking of words,
I loved your speech.

Thank you.

There was something
else I wanted to add.

I'm sorry.

Your gesture was
really thoughtful

and kinda brought up
some tough stuff for me.

I reacted poorly, but
you couldn't have known.

I could have said something.

Anyway, I'm sorry.

Hm.

Well, let's just call it even.

Do you wanna go sit down?

I do.

Are we ready?

Yeah.

Hello, Mistletoe.

On behalf of Silver
Spark Publishing,

thank you so much for
allowing us to be a part

of this incredible festival.

And now, please welcome
Harrington Davis.

Harrington!

I am so happy to
be here celebrating

with all of you
tonight and I am so,

we are so thrilled to be able

to offer you an early
Christmas present.

We have copies of
the final installment

of "Magic in Mistletoe."

These are signed
special editions

to commemorate the Christmas
and Mistletoe Festival.

So come on up, get your copy.

It's time for the
lantern lighting.

May the magic of the
holidays fill our hearts.

Harrington, will
you do the honors?

I would love to.

Oo.

I wanna show you something.

Almost there, almost there.

What are we doing out here?

Just keep your eyes closed.

We're almost there.

So, it was Christmas
Eve, 12 years old.

I was walkin' back from
the Christmas tree farm

and it was getting dark
and I thought I was lost,

so closed my eyes
and I made a wish.

We're at a bench, turn and sit.

And when I opened my eyes,

open your eyes,

my wish came true.

Found my way home.

Wow.

That is magical.

Hm.

What do they look like?

They look like fairies.

Mm hm.

The Christmas Fairy?

The Christmas Fairy.

Is this where you
came up with the idea?

Mm hm.

Yeah, yeah, I went
home that night

and I started writing
what would become

the first chapter of
"Magic in Mistletoe."

Oh.

And the evening was so memorable

when I had the opportunity,
I bought the property,

and built a house and
the rest is history.

But everyone wants to know

where to find the
Christmas Fairy.

Mm hm.

Why did you tell me?

You're not everyone.

Gosh, this week has been...

Well, we've had our moments.

Mm hm.

But I just, I want
you to know that for me,

it has all been worth it

because I got the chance
to know you better,

and believe it or not,
I really like you.

I really like you, too.

For the longest time,

I didn't believe in magic,
but you changed my mind.

I think I've heard
that somewhere before.

Mm hm, book one, page 234.

Except I really mean it.