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(upbeat music)

(cars honking)

(Nina): The key to being
interesting is to be interested.

If you're interested
in who your date is,

that means you are
emotionally intelligent,

and emotional
intelligence is sexy.

No need for cheesy pickup
lines or empty compliments,

all you have to do is
gaze deeply into his eyes,

ask him about his life, and
then, let him talk about himself.

The best and quickest way to win
a woman over is to make her laugh.

If you can make her laugh,
she's yours forever.

And remember the 3 C's:

curious, cultured,
and confident.

(romantic music)

(upbeat music resumes)

(indistinct chatter)

Amazing. That dude
came in as Mr. Bean

and left as Mr. Clooney.

Nina the artiste.

Less talking and more cocktail.

Ah, ah, ah! No, no, not
before I get my payment.

Oh. Okay.

Oh, I don't... I
don't take plastic.

I only accept gossip.

So, when are you
going on a date?

Tonight!

- Oh, whoa, with who?
- Yeah. Um...

hmm... mm?

- Mm?
- Oh! I meant with a human being!

(clicks tongue)
- Puzzles are way better.

Takes more than 20 seconds
for me to figure them out.

Nina, if you keep this up,

you're gonna end up
with a zillion cats.

So? They'll keep me
warm in the winter.

(Freddie): What do you mean,
am I like this on every date?

(woman): I feel like you're
trying to suck out my soul.

I don't understand.

Well, the way you're
staring into my eyes?

I'm just trying to connect.

I feel like you're about to
tell me that you love me.

Well, I do feel a
very big connection.

I'm sorry. I can't do this.

- I don't understand.
- This is way too intense for a first date.

Oh... right.

I'll call you.

(sigh) (muttering to himself)

(clears throat)

- Hi.
- Hi.

Nina Bower. Dating coach.

(gentle music)

(Jane): We love the book!

- We love it.
- It's so intelligent, so sassy!

- It is so sassy.
- Full of brilliant anecdotes.

Oh, brilliant anecdotes.

Just reading the
book, I was like,

"Oh, ugh! I guess
that's why I'm single."

Mystery solved! (giggling)

Personally, I cannot wait

to get out on the town and try
some of these tricks myself.

But? There's a...
there's a but, right?

We feel like it's
missing something.

- Such as?
- It's missing...

- You.
- Me?

Yes.

It's missing your love story.

My love story?

The book needs a personal touch.

It needs your personal
angle on dating and love.

Are you in love at the moment?

Do you have a partner?
- No. I don't.

- Oh.
- Oh, well...

Well, for us to be on
board with this project,

we would really like to see a
final chapter of your love story.

Nina, we can't market a book

about how to find love written by
someone who hasn't found it herself.

(annoyed chuckle)

S... so, what, you want
me to just get a boyfriend

so I can get my book
published or...?

We just need a final chapter with
your very own happy ever after.

We know our audience. They
want first-hand accounts.

They want real life.
That's how you get them.

And you're gonna go from dating coach
to best-selling author. Trust us.

Okay, um...

What does this happy ever
after look like to you?

Oh, a billionaire.

Or, or a famous socialite
would be good! Huh?

Or how about that famous
house fiddler? Oh, my God.

(giggling)

(fake laughs)

(gentle music)

(Nina): It's outrageous!
- Absolutely outrageous.

That I need a man to
get my book published.

- Ugh.
- Is this how feminism dies, Taz?

I am tempted to just ditch

the entire book deal
out of principle.

Goodbye, Mike and Jane.

Well, in theory, you
should totally do that,

but they're the best. They
know what they're doing.

You even said it yourself,
they launch careers,

and Nina, this is your dream!

So, you're gonna
find a boyfriend

and you're gonna
get your book deal.

- Yeah, but I love being single!
- Okay.

The only people who say
they love being single are

people who don't know
how to smash a date.

Oh, you're gonna quote
my book at me now?

It won't be a book unless
you get a boyfriend.

(sigh) Come on, Nina,
you've been single forever.

It's about time you found
a love for yourself.

It's tragic New York's top
dating coach is single.

Oh, so tragic.

So tragic that I'm a free,

thriving, independent woman.

But who says you can' t be
free, thriving, independent,

and in a loving relationship?
- Stop quoting my book at me.

(sigh)

What would I even write
my final chapter about?

Write about your happy ever
after with your new boyfriend.

- I don't have a boyfriend.
- So, go get a boyfriend.

- Taz.
- La, la, la, la!

- Taz!
- I can't hear you!

La, la, la, la, la!
- Oh.

(phone ringing)

Hello?(Charles): Hello, am I
speaking with a Miss Bower?

You are. Who am I speaking to?

Good afternoon, Miss
Bower, my name is Charles.

I'm a butler with the
royal family of Montrovia.

I've been requested to ask if
you may be able to come to us

for a consultation?

I'm sorry, you're the butler

for the royal
family of Montrovia?

That's correct.

Bradley, is this you?

No, it's Charles,

the butler to the royal
family of Montrovia.

Very funny, Bradley!

No, this isn't Bradley.
This is Charles.

Okay, "Charles,"

if you're the butler for the
royal family of Montrovia,

um, who's your attorney general?

Tom Huxtable.

Tom? What does
she want with Tom?

Uh, your health secretary?

Celia Steele.

Okay, say the word, "H-E-R-B."

Herb.

Sing the opening line
of your national anthem.

(clears throat)

♪ Oh, Montrovia ♪

(both): ♪ Daughters
of snowy fields ♪

Okay, you actually
are the butler

for the royal
family of Montrovia.

Sorry, um, I thought you were...

Bradley.

Who's Bradley?

You wanted me to come to
Montrovia for a consultation?

Montrovia House.

It's two blocks from
the Rockefeller Center.

That makes a lot more sense.

And um, when and who would
I be consulting with?

Uh, we'd prefer not
to say over the phone.

Today at 5:00. 5
o'clock today. No later.

How does today at
5:00 p.m. sound?

Usually, there's, like,
a six-month waiting list.

But for royalty, I
guess I could make...

a little exception.

Perfect. We look forward
to meeting with you.

(call beeps off)

- She's gonna come?
- She's going to come.

Oh, excellent!

You're the best!

Yes, I am.

(upbeat music)

Nina Bower?

Miss Bower, Charles.
We spoke on the phone.

How do you do?
This way, please.

(curious music)

The prince will be
with you shortly.

May I bring you some
tea while you wait?

Uh, coffee. Black.

Wait, the prince?

Ooh, perfect! Is that for
me? Thank you very much.

(whispering): Okay...

Oh, uh... black. Right.

Okay, I'll get one of
those too, Charles.

- I'm Freddie.
- I'm Nina.

Nice to meet you.

Ooh, we have
actually already met.

- We have?
- Yes, last night in the cocktail bar.

You gave me your card. I
was on a disastrous date.

Right.

You were the love vampire.

I beg your pardon?

Uh, your date was telling you

that she felt like you
were sucking her soul out?

Oh, you really need to
stop doing that, buddy!

Well, I was only trying
to connect with the woman.

You were on the
verge of telling her

that you were in love with her.

Well, if it's love
at first sight.

Hmm... even so...

Save it for the proposal
a year down the line.

- What number date was this?
- One!

- Which is...
- Why she ran for the hills.

Sorry. Freddie, you just
really shouldn't tell a woman

exactly how you feel
on the first date.

Well, what can I say, I
wear my heart on my sleeve.

- Hmm... yeah. That's...
- Not gonna fly in Manhattan.

Nina, please take a seat.

(clears throat)
- Let's get right to it.

My mother and father, the
king and queen, have decided

it's time for me to settle
down and get married.

And while the person that
they've chosen for me

to marry is lovely, she's
not the love of my life.

And frankly, nor am
I the love of hers.

She's more like a sister,

and I don't want
to marry my sister.

Who does?

So, after a huge,
huge royal row,

my mother has allowed
me to come to New York

for the summer to
try and find love.

And to cut a long, and rather
humiliating, story short,

it's been...
- Total trainwreck.

Nina, this is my last
chance to find true love.

I need your help.

I... I don't want to be married

just for the sake of
being married. I want...

Fireworks, sparks, the
Romeo and Juliet story.

Exactly.

Besides the exile

and double suicide, of course.

(chuckling) Of course.

I'm sorry, who are you?

It's Edward. Ignore him.

Nina, will you guide me through
the ruthlessly savage Manhattan

dating scene and help
me find my princess?

While I appreciate the call,
um, and I would normally jump

at this opportunity, I...

I just decided I was gonna
take the summer off to...

To?

To um...

(gentle music)

Never mind.

We're on.
- We are?

Yes, I'm going to help you...

find your princess.

Huzzah! (laughs)

Oh, and sorry, Edward,
Nina. Nina, Edward.

Uh, he's my right-hand man

and the person who
you'll be working with.

- Hmm, yes. Hello.
- I'm sorry, working with?

Well, yes, Edward is
a royal matchmaker.

He's the best in the business.

And you'll be working
alongside him.

Freddie, I'd like to
speak to you privately.

Well, yes, of course.

- Freddie, I work alone.
- Okay, uh...

In this kind of work, it's
personal, delicate, intimate.

I know.

So, three is a crowd.

Uh, I totally understand that.

It's just, I'm going to politely

ask that you work
alongside Edward.

Why?

He has to be here

to vet the women I date.

It was the one condition

that my mother allowed me

to come out here alone.

Well, that's demeaning.

I feel fine about it.

For me, it's my
career, my calling.

I... I don't work
well with others.

Trust me, you guys will
work great together.

You cannot have two people
coaching you at the same time.

It's impossible.
- Edward isn't a coach.

He's a matchmaker.

Well, I do both. I
coach and I matchmake.

Okay, so you do the
matchmaking as well.

So, what will he do?

His role will be
purely ceremonial.

You'll run the show, but
for the sake of keeping

my mother happy, Edward
will also be here.

Please? Please?

I'll do it.

Hurrah!

But I run the show.

Oh, absolutely.

Freddie, I run the show.

Right.

Well, fantastic! It's agreed.

You're both officially the
royal Montrovian dating team.

(annoyed sigh)

(chuckles)
- Excellent.

Should we get
matching track suits?

- Ooh! Should we? Oh.
- No.

Right, right. Yes, yes.

Nina's gonna lead the way
into the fray, as it were.

Fantastic.

Well, I uh, I look forward
to working with you, Nina.

I have a feeling we'll
get along tremendously.

We will. If you
stay out of my way.

- Thank you, Charles.
- Terrifying lady.

Yes.

(upbeat music)

Nina! You promised not to
take on any new clients!

It's the prince of Montrovia!

I don't care if
it's Ryan Reynolds!

You promised to focus on
finding yourself a boyfriend.

He is gonna be my boyfriend.

- What?
- They wanted me to date

someone impressive, so I'm
gonna date someone impressive.

Okay, but are you
even attracted to him?

He's cute.

I mean, he's someone I could
learn to fall in love with.

And then, once we are in love,

I'll just write my final
chapter about finding true love

with the prince, and I'll
get my book deal, and then,

you and I can go off
to Mexico together.

But then, how are you
going to date the prince

if you're coaching him?

I'm gonna pretend to coach him,

and then, secretly seduce him.

It's totally unethical,
outrageous, beneath you,

and frankly, quite
devious, even for you.

It is.

How are you going to seduce

the prince with the other
dude lingering around?

I'm going to work around

this royal matchmaker and...

seduce the prince
behind his back.

Sweet, pure, innocent love.

(sigh)

Wish me luck.

(hopeful music)

(keyboard clacking)

(sighing): Oh, God...

Hmm...

(curious music)

Hmm.

(sigh)

(fingers snap)
- Yeah, baby. Ugh!

(cheerful music)

(humming)

(deep breath)

(Edward): Well, um, this is me.
Last night was a lot of fun.

(clears throat)

Morning, Nina.
How are you today?

Good! (clears throat)

I'm doing great, too, actually.

Yeah, I had a really
great night last night.

(elevator chimes) (sigh)

Business or pleasure?

Ah, if it isn't the royal
dating team. Good morning.

What's on the agenda today?

So, I've actually
updated our little list

of top tier bachelorettes.
Wanna take a look?

Yes, please. Thank you.

Uh, as the native New Yorker, I
should probably vet that list.

Oh, that list is well vetted.

Trust me, okay? (scoffing)

This list is comprised

of some of the most impressive,

eligible women in
all of Manhattan.

Uh-huh. No, no, no.

Married. (scoffs)

No.
- I...

Uh, she is a notorious
freeloader, sorry.

She is sleeping with
half of Manhattan.

Not for you, Freddie.

She's being investigated
for fraud. Great.

Uh, she's having an
affair with a senator.

- Really?
- Oh... maybe.

Oh no. No.

(yelp)

I spent all night on this.

Oh, did you? That's so sweet.

Freddie would be better off
dating the CIA's most wanted.

Before we focus on who
Freddie is going to date,

we have to focus on how
Freddie is going to date.

No point in having a list

if they all leave five
minutes after I open my mouth.

Exactly. So,
let's get to work!

Righty-ho!

So, we're gonna start
with the basics,

introducing ourselves
and flirting.

So, how about I be the woman
at the bar and you seduce me?

(seductive music)
- Uh, all right.

Hi. Uh, I'm so
sorry to interrupt,

but you happen to be the most
beautiful woman in the world.

Oh... okay.

- What?
- Uh...

I thought that was charming.

The most beautiful
woman in the world?

Come on, let's just bring
it down a notch, okay?

Wanna try again?
- Yeah.

Okay.

(clears throat)

(mouthing)

(stammering): Have
you... have...

Okay, gonna stop
you right there.

Right, yes, sorry. I'm just...

I'm feeling a bit
nervous now, so...

It's okay. How about this?

How about we just
flip the script, okay?

You be the woman, I
will be the prince.

- Perfect.
- Okay. Okay.

(clears throat)

(under breath): New Yorkers.

(sigh)

- Hey.
- Hello.

- Um, do you have the time?
- Yes, it's uh...

- Oh, don't worry about it.
- Oh, where are you going?

- Hmm?
- You just asked me for the time

and now you're
turning away and...

Oh.

I'm... I'm Freddie.

No, I'm Freddie.

Look, this is gonna sound, um,

kinda direct, but...

the scent, it's beautiful.

I think it would be a
great gift for my sister.

Let me buy you a drink.
What's it called?

See? - I see.
- Right?

Yeah, it just gets
the awkwardness out.

Exactly.

Yes, it was very good,

but um, I have a note.

A note? What note?

In my humble opinion,
it's better to make it

a little bit more about her

and a little less
about the time.

I think you kinda wanna
make someone feel like...

like they're the only other
person in the room. You know?

May I?

- Good. Ah... - Oh, please, please.
- Just put you straight.

Right here.

Ready? All right,

so you find a place in the room,

somewhere that suits you,
somewhere you're gonna feel

confident, yeah? Somewhere where
you know you'll be able to be

in her eyeline, and
she will be in yours.

Once I find that spot,

I ground myself, take a breath,

I'm comfortable in my own skin.

So sorry to interrupt. Are
you saying that out loud or...

This is my internal
monologue, Freddie.

Right. Shakespeare, nice.

(clears throat)
- I'm calm. I'm centred.

I wait for her to see me.

75% of all communication
is non-verbal, Freddie.

Remember that.

I let her magnificence
wash over me.

Oh, that makes me
feel magnificent.

I take her in now, like
the priceless work of art

that she is.

There's a word for that:

objectification.

Do you mean appreciation?

Well, I... I do
feel appreciated.

Now that this moment is...

is fully saturated, I begin
to close the distance between

the two of us, making
sure not to rush.

And it's like we've... like we know
each other from somewhere before.

Another lifetime, perhaps.

It really does feel like that.

(romantic music)

- Hey.
- Hey.

I'm sorry, I just...

I couldn't take my
eyes off of you.

Do we know each
other from somewhere?

Okay.

Can I get you a drink?
Maybe we can figure it out?

(slaps counter)
- Somewhere there,

in that vibe, that felt good.
- That was insanely smooth!

You were so there.
It was amazing.

- There was a... connection.
- Back and forth. I felt it too.

- Oh.
- Wonderful.

- Thank you. Thank you.
- Thank you!

You were great, too. You were.

The watch thing, it
was uh... inspired.

Yes. It's good.

(gentle music)

I swear, Taz, this
guy is so obnoxious.

- Really?
- Yeah, he thinks he's Ryan Gosling.

Ugh, annoying. I know
exactly the kind of guys

you're talking about.

What's Prince Freddie like?

He's um... he's kinda cute.

- Hmm.
- And charming, in a bumbling,

British, Hugh Grant kinda way.

But wait, I don't...
I don't get it.

Why has the prince employed you

if he's already got this
Gosling wannabe coaching him?

Oh, he's not a coach.

He's a royal matchmaker.

- What's the difference?
- Ugh, I don't know.

He finds appropriate people
for the royals to date.

Okay, so then, why is he
stepping in and coaching

Freddie while you're
working with him?

Exactly!

He's gonna make this whole
seducing the prince thing

a whole lot harder
than it needs to be.

You need to find a way to get
the prince on his own, then.

(chuckling)
- I am way ahead of you.

Oh.

(lighthearted music)

(sigh)

That was also a pleasure

in case you're interested.

(scoffs)

If it isn't the greatest
dating coach of all time.

(chuckles) I know that I gave
you a lot to digest yesterday,

so I just wanna let that settle.

And today, we are going
to focus on your wardrobe!

What's wrong with my wardrobe?

You look like you're in

an off-Broadway
production of Cats.

- Yeah.
- There you go.

So, you're gonna come with
me. You can have the day off.

This um, requires a
bit of a woman's touch,

so you can just chill.

Well, actually if uh,

we're talking about
a new wardrobe,

I happen to know the
best guy in town.

- Really?
- That's kind, but we'll be fine.

No, no, no, I
really must insist.

Okay? Oz is the best. He
dresses all the big names.

If anyone's gonna dress Freddie,
I think it's gotta be him.

(annoyed sigh) - I'll
give him a call right now.

(outgoing ringtone)

Oz, Edward.

I have the prince of
Montrovia for you.

- Eddie!
- Oz! How are you doing, old friend?

If I had a tail, I would wag it.

(laugh)
- Oh, good. Good.

This is...

The Prince of Montrovia,
as I live and breathe.

The pleasure's all mine.

This is my assistant.

She will be mostly feeding
you luxury food stuffs.

Ooh, lovely. Thank you.
Right on that. Right.

Oz is the best in the
business, Freddie.

He'll have you looking
like Clooney in no time.

(Whispering): He's actually
also dressed Clooney.

- Oh!
- Yes. Yes, yes, yes.

You are a prince.

What you need is a wardrobe
that is dashing yet understated.

What are the royal
colours of Montrovia?

White, pink, and green.

We'll make that work.

Okay. Now strip.

Hmm.

Oh, right.

(upbeat music)

What was that about
objectification?

Oh, you mean appreciation?

Touché.

(♪)

Taz, this is not going
as planned, at all.

I haven't written anything,
I haven't made any progress

with the prince, and now
he looks like Jude Law,

and half of Manhattan is gonna
wanna go on a date with him.

Which, to be fair, is what
he's employed you for.

(phone ringing)

It's the publishers.

Don't say or do anything crazy.

I'm just polishing a wine glass.

Jane, Mike, how are you?

We're doing well, but more
importantly, how are you doing?

Yes! Any developments
on the final chapter?

Mm-hmm. It's
going really well.

(Jane): Really?
- Yes.

I um... I'm actually uh,

you know, I'm dating someone, so

just words and ideas are just
gushing out onto the page.

Fantastic! Who are you dating?

The Prince of Montrovia.

(mouthing): Hang up the phone.

Hello?

Oh, I'm sorry.

We, we... we're just
a little confused.

Did, did you just say you're
dating the Prince of Montrovia?

I am. Is that the
um... (clears throat)

kind of impressive person
you were thinking about?

- Okay.
- Nina, this would guarantee your book being published.

Do you really think
you'll end up together?

Definitely!

Okay, well, don't
let us hold you up!

We look forward to
the final chapter!

Great, yes! It's
um... gonna...

be finished really soon.

(Jane): Okay. Speak
soon. Bye now.

(call beeps off)
- Nina, this doesn't feel good.

You would do the same.

- Uh-huh.
- Right?

No.

(piano music)

Miss Bower.

I wasn't aware you were
coming this morning.

Well, I aim to surprise.

Where's Freddie?

(sigh) Thank you.

Good morning, Freddie.

Nina! To what do I
owe the pleasure?

Oh, I was just in
the neighbourhood

and I thought I'd come say hi.

- Oh, hello.
- Hey.

Was that it, or...?

Well, um...

I was thinking of maybe
going for a walk in the park.

Or visiting some galleries.

I'm not sure if you're in
the mood for some culture,

but galleries are a perfect
place to find princesses.

Oh! Good to know.

And I would have loved to,

but uh, I've already made
plans with Edward, so...

What?

Oh! Oh, here he is now.

What are you doing
here? It's our day off.

I could ask you the same.

Well, um, I was gonna take
Freddie princess hunting.

What about you?

- The same. - Hmm.
- Hmm.

Well, perfect.

We can all go to the
party together, then.

What party?

(indistinct chatter)

All right, Freddie. You're
gonna love this, okay?

This is one of the most elite
parties in all of Manhattan.

Yeah? This place is filled with some of the
most impressive eligible people in town.

I've never heard of it.

Like I said.

Now, when I walk into
a party, Freddie...

- Mm-hmm.
- I say to myself,

all the women in here want me.
- All right. (laughs)

Hmm.

Sorry, it's funny.

Pay no mind to her,
yeah? Try it, Freddie.

All these women want me.

All these women want you.

No, Freddie, no.

All these women want you.

Oh, all these women want me!

- Yes, Freddie, yes!
- Yes!

Freddie, don't do
that. It's lame.

My track record speaks
for itself, okay?

Would you just... please.

All right, Freddie?
- Mm-hmm!

- Try again, I mean...
- All the women in here...

- Oh, my gosh! Oh!
- Oh!

I'm sorry, I... I just
tripped on the floor.

Um...
- Freddie, you just keep the vibe going and...

Why don't you follow
me? I'm gonna...

This is... here we are.

A bit out of the way, aren't we?

- It's perfect.
- Perfect?

Yeah! I...

When you're dating in
Manhattan, you don't wanna...

be on display like
an old box of cereal.

(chuckles)
- You wanna be... hidden.

Obscured. Hard to find.

Like the heart of the ocean.

(chuckles)
- Yes.

(laughs) Exactly.

So, what, I just stand here
and wait for them to find me?

- Yeah, that's right.
- Hmm.

And what if they don't?

Maybe they already have?

- I'm not sure I understand.
- Hmm, you look so good in your suit.

(chuckles) Thank you.

Brings out something in your...

In my...?

Eyes.

Well, what about them?

There's... so
much soul in them.

I don't know, they're...
they're just brown.

(laughs)
- You're so funny.

You know, it's so crazy
to me that you needed

to hire a dating coach.

- Really?
- Yeah, you don't need coaching

or stupid mantras.

You're... you're
brilliant, just as you are.

In your experience, how
do you find the one?

Well, sometimes it's just

the person right
in front of you.

(romantic music in background)

What are you two doing?

I'm being obscure and precious,

and impossible to find,
like the heart of the ocean.

(laughing)
- Exactly.

Come back to the party, please.

- Oh.
- Yeah? I think I've found the perfect woman for you.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm. Yes, come on.

You, no. Stay. Thank you.

What... what does she do?

She's the daughter of...

I have a really good feeling
about this one for you, yeah.

Put that down, put that down.
Okay, come here. Come here.

Do you see her through
the crowd there?

- Which one is she?
- She's wearing the dusty rose.

- What, the singer?
- The dress.

She's tucking her
hair behind her ear.

She's stunning. Who is she?

Her name's Jessica Morrison.
She's an "it girl."

Socialite and daughter of a
billionaire maple syrup tycoon.

Sweet!

All right, go talk to her!

Yep.

(slow romantic music)

Oh, he's doing so good!

Ah! He's almost as smooth as me.

So, like, not smooth?

(indistinct chatter)

Oh, I'll take that. Thank you.

(sigh)

Guess who just got Rachel
Cox's phone number?

I'd be surprised if it was real.

It's real, okay?

Boy, jealousy does
not look good on you!

- I'm not jealous.
- Hey, nothing's stopping you.

We should get back
to Freddie anyway.

(clears throat)
- Agreed.

Always leave them wanting more.

Freddie!

Right. Uh, could I
grab your number,

perhaps we should go for dinner.
- Yeah, yes.

Only if you're...
Perfect, thank you.

- Yeah.
- Okay. Thank you so much.

Well, it was so lovely
meeting you, Jessica.

- Lovely meeting you.
- Stay safe. You take care.

- Okay, bye.
- Bye.

(soft romantic music)

How'd you do, pal?

Guess what guys?
I got her number!

(giggling) Yeah, you did!

Yes, you did!

And we arranged a dinner
date. I'm so excited.

I can't believe I'm going on
a date with this beautiful,

intelligent woman!

It makes perfect sense, Freddie.

I mean, that's gonna
be a disaster, though.

Why would you say that?

Because Freddie is notoriously
terrible on dinner dates.

- Well, that's very true.
- That is very true.

- Terrible.
- He is bad.

I guess you'd better get
practising. (chuckles)

Okay. But with who?

Tell me about Montrovia.

Tell me about your home.

Well, what would
you like to know?

I don't know, anything.

Um, what's your fondest
childhood memory?

Ooh, good question.

Has to be the first
time I met Millie.

Yeah, first time meeting Millie.

Oh! She was magnificent.

Hmm. Who was Millie?
You first girlfriend?

No, my first horse.

Oh.

Yeah. I'll never forget it.

See uh... it was a crisp,
crisp winter morning.

Clear blue skies.

Fresh snow on the ground.

And my mother and father took
me outside and there she was.

Just... standing
there in all her glory

with the steam rising
off her. (chuckles)

And from that moment onwards,

we had a... a
really special bond.

I love that horse so much.

I can see that.

Oh! Hey, you two. Sorry, mate.

The subway was
just... whew! Oh.

(both warbling)

What are you doing here?

What do you mean? It's
Freddie's practice date.

Unless Freddie wants to join
the polyamorous community,

it's a date for two, not for three.
- Oh, don't worry,

I'm not gonna be on the date with you.
- Oh.

- No.
- Okay, good.

No, I think I'm
gonna be right...

yeah, right... right here.

You two just carry
on, yeah. Act natural.

(sigh)
- Sure.

You look really very
beautiful in this candlelight.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm. That's good.

Are you sure that Edward
isn't a distraction here?

Oh no, not at all. Actually, his
presence really helps get me in the zone.

Hmm.

- Thank you so much.
- Ah.

Ooh! Wow, that looks great.

Mm-hmm.

I'm just gonna...

So, tell me, Nina,

what was it like growing
up in Long Island?

And that is how I found out
carpaccio is a delicious

antipasto, as well as an artist.

(laughs)

Hmm.

Sorry, Nina, am I boring you?

- Eh.
- Uh, no, you're not.

Um, do you... do
you wanna go dance?

We haven't covered dancing yet.

- Let's cover it now!
- Oh.

We'll be back.

(sigh)

(slow jazz music)

You are not too bad,
Freddie, you little liar.

Well, my mother did drag me

to a billion dance
classes growing up, so...

Hmm. Well, you're very good.

And it's kinda sexy.

Hmm.

Not if you do it to hip-hop.

I uh, got booed
off the dance floor

on the Lower East
Side the other day.

Oh.

Well, maybe we should
get you some lessons.

You've got a rogue eyelash.

Oh.

Make a wish!

(slow clap)

So good, Freddie. So good.

(annoyed sigh)

So good.

Um, could you just
give us a little space?

No, no, no, I have to be up
close and personal in this.

Seduction is all about the
little nuances and details,

right? So...

I'm gonna run to the washroom.

I'll be back in just a moment.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, Freddie!

Oh, right. Yeah.

You can't just leave a woman
alone on the dance floor, okay?

If this was a real date, she'd
be going home with me now,

instead of you.
- Yeah, in your dreams, buddy.

Would you care to cut in?

It would be my honor.

Thank you.

We don't have to
dance, it's okay.

- Oh, come on! Dance with me.
- It's fine.

What, you uh... you scared
you won't be able to uh,

keep things professional?

Uh... (scoffs)

(slow jazz music)

(clears throat)

Have I done something
to offend you?

No.

Just seems like you uh...

you don't really enjoy
working with me, is all.

(scoffs)
- You're fine.

Okay, here's a question for you.

Do you advise your clients to
kiss someone on the first date?

Yeah. If they're feeling it.

- Hmm.
- Do you not?

No. No, not for my
male clients anyways.

You know, I think it's... I think it's
best if they wait 'til the fourth date.

- The fourth date?!
- Yeah.

- Why?
- Wow.

I think women appreciate it if you take
the time to get to know them first.

I think they like to connect
emotionally before physically.

Mm-hmm.

It's so nice to hear
what women want.

(grunts)

Especially from a man.

Is it true or is
it... is it not true?

If I went on an amazing date

with someone who I connected
with and there was a spark,

and they make me
laugh, then I would...

I would want them to kiss
me on the first date, hmm.

Really?

- Yeah.
- Even say in this scenario,

if he was to make you
wait 'til the second date,

could that possibly have
you yearning for him more?

No, not necessarily because
if this guy didn't kiss me

on this amazing date, then...

it might mean that he's...

you know, not
spontaneous or insecure,

and I would lose interest.

That's... that's interesting.

It's just more attractive

when someone is romantic, and
spontaneous, and you know,

not just following
robotic dating moves.

Fair enough.

I still think it serves

my male clients to
wait 'til date 4.

I'm sure you wait 'til
date four to kiss a woman.

Well, no.

But then again, um...

well, I'm not most
of my clients.

I'm a pro.
- Mm-hmm.

Am I interrupting
something? (both): No!

(Edward): No.

- It's good to have you back.
- May I?

You... please.

Uh, thank you for
the dance, Nina.

I've got a very big question.

Okay.

Are you more of a Friends

or a Seinfeld kinda gal?

- Oh! That's actually a very good date question.
- Ooh!

I'm obviously a Seinfeld person.

What?!

Don't tell me you
prefer Friends?

Well, it's... it's
got more heart.

(romantic music)

I've had such a nice
date tonight. Thank you.

Where's Edward?

Uh... (sputters)

probably off somewhere
trying to get lucky.

(chuckles)
- Sounds about right.

It's um...

it's really nice to
finally get you alone.

Would you maybe wanna
do this again sometime?

Yeah, I'd like that.

Great. Me too.

Well, good night.

Good night.

(romantic music)

(slow clap)

(Edward): Wow!
Well done, Freddie!

You smashed that outta the park!
- Yeah?

Oh, you really
had her. You did.

Oh, but I just wouldn't... I
wouldn't go in for the kiss

right at the end like that,
though, on the first date. Right?

- Really?
- No, no, I mean,

Nina and I have different
opinions about that,

don't we, Nina?
- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

I was trying to take a bit
of a back seat, you know?

- Mm-hmm.
- Play it casual. - Mm-hmm.

- Just like you taught me.
- Yes, right.

I did try the Seinfeld
and Friends line.

Ooh, ooh. (stammering):
How did it play?

Nina, I think it
worked pretty well?

Mm-hmm! (Edward): Yes!

Mm-hmm. (Edward):
I thought it would.

Wow.

I'm really impressed
with myself.

Yes, you should be.

Well, uh... good night, Nina.

- Good night.
- Yes, good.

You were such a good sport.
- Ah.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

- Yes.
- As well.

Ah, shall we?

- Yes.
- Yeah. Get home safe, hmm?

(upbeat music)

I can't tell you
how annoying it was.

We were literally about to kiss.

I was so close to
closing the deal and, and

Edward just popped up outta
the bushes and ruined it.

But it was a
pretend date, right?

Uh... so?

So, do you think he was
actually gonna kiss you

or was he just pretending?

He was totally gonna kiss me.

- Are you sure?
- Yes! Trust me.

If it wasn't for Edward, we would be
in my apartment right now, making out.

(sigh)

(phone beeps)

Ugh! What does he want now?!

Is that Edward? - Yes.

Go away!

He's calling you late.

Interesting.

Shush. Hold on.

(phone beeps) What?

What a polite way to
answer your phone.

Sorry. I was um,
on the other line.

What would you like?

I was just wondering if
you uh, wanted to get

together for lunch tomorrow,

to maybe go over the
notes from tonight's date?

I don't think we
need to do that.

I think he did well.

Always room for improvement.

And we do want her to love
him, not just like him, right?

Sure, yeah, that's a good idea.

Bye.

(cheerful music)

But in all honesty, I
think he's doing very well.

He's transformed insanely fast.

(deep inhale)
- Yes, he has.

I wonder if uh, if I hadn't
interrupted the both of you

last night, if you
would've kissed him?

(snort laugh)

- Oh, oh, you're serious?
- Mm-hmm.

Oh, don't worry, I probably
would've kissed him, too.

I was, uh, gonna pull away
after the last second.

Yeah, sure looked like that.

Looked like you were about
ready to play tonsil tennis.

You know, I'm actually
more of a football gal.

(clears throat)
Anyways, I don't...

kiss my clients.

Ethics, you know?

Right, right.

Ethics.

I'm sure you've kissed
hundreds of your clients.

I wouldn't have the
career that I do if I did.

Hmm.

So, what about you?

Hmm, what about me?

Well, you're single, right?

If this is you
trying to hit on me,

you should be my next client.

(laughing)
- Okay.

Are you dating or...?

No, I... actually hate dating.

Really? I love going on dates.

Oh, I've noticed.

You know the point of dating
is to lead to a relationship,

right? Like, you're not just
supposed to go on a series

of first dates that
don't go anywhere.

My dates go places.

(scoffs)
- Trust me.

Yeah...

to your bedroom.
And then a cab.

And then an early morning
text, if you remember.

- So, why don't you like dating?
- Because...

I can see through the good
ones and for the bad ones,

I can't help but tell them
what they're doing wrong.

You tell your dates what
they're doing wrong?

(laughs) I know!
I can't help it.

It's... it's my calling.

If we were to go on a date,

hypothetically
speaking, of course,

I don't think you'd be
doing much coaching.

You wouldn't make it past hello.

- Is that a challenge?
- No.

- Is that a smile?
- No.

Maybe.

(clears throat)

Thank you.

So, how did you get into
this whole matchmaking thing?

Did you just have like, a
Rolodex of former flings

you wanted to share
with the world?

No, actually, I uh...

I was engaged.

Oh.

Okay, you were engaged.

And um...

(melancholic music)

but it just... it
just didn't work out.

Like a... like a
lot of them don't.

And I uh, was in a bit
of a funk afterwards,

so I moved to London
to start fresh.

Hmm. I can see it now.

This young Edward
on the London Eye,

looking out into
the rain, all sad.

You uh, you may not be far off.

Anyway, well, I just wasn't quite
ready to date yet when I got there

and um, because I played polo

and because I'm so
gregarious and charming.

And arrogant.

You mean confident?

No, I mean arrogant. Continue.

Well, and because of
the polo, I was...

I was in with some of the
royal circles anyhow, and so,

I started matchmaking for them.

And then, I got a call
from Freddie's mom.

Now I'm here, with you.

Well... it all
makes sense now.

What makes sense?

Your fear of commitment.

I... I don't have a
fear of commitment.

You're a commitment-phobe.

Well, maybe it takes
one to know one.

- Cheers to that.
- Cheers to that.

(playful music)

You know uh, behind that cold
and curt exterior of yours,

you're actually uh, quite fun.

Hmm, I know. Thank you.

Anyway...
- Hey, what do you think about a double date?

Just to help Freddie
out a little bit?

The sit-down dates get a little
intense for the guy, okay?

He gets stuck in his
head, and if we're there,

we can help lighten the mood.

Keep the ball moving, right?
- Hmm.

What do you think?

It's not a bad idea.

It's a very good idea, actually.

(crunching)
- A double date?

Mm-hmm. (gasp)

Wait, is this guy
hitting on you now?

No. He's dating,
like, a million women.

Mm-hmm, and now trying to
make it a million and one.

- Hmm.
- Is he hot?

Mm... he thinks so.

Hmm. Have you thought
about dating him instead

if he's into you?
- Ew! Gross!

- No?
- No! I... I need to date someone impressive.

Plus he's... smug, and
smarmy, and so annoying.

This is the type of guy that
I tell my clients to run

a million miles away from.
- Mm-hmm.

Plus I have... a
crush on the prince.

You sure about that?

He's... he's funny, and
charming, and uncomplicated.

I don't know, he just
sounds a little... square.

He's not. He's lovely, and...
and he's... very handsome.

And you need more than
lovely and handsome!

Okay, you're a firecracker.
You need... you need chemistry,

and spark, and wit.

I... I said he's funny!
And there is a spark.

I'm genuinely into him.

Then why did you agree to
the double date with Edward?

Because... I'm going
to use the date

to sabotage Jessica's
chances with Freddie.

Clever. And kinda ruthless.

Hmm.

Okay, but wait,
what is the plan?

Well, she's a
Manhattan socialite,

so I will just
let her be herself

and that will send any
man running for the hills.

Fiendish. (sighs)

- I love it.
- Yeah.

(gentle music)

Not bad.

(scoffs)

Freddie, not bad!
- Ah!

At all. Look at you.

You look dashing.

I'm half-tempted to whisk you
off on a date with me, for real.

(chuckles)

So, is this a real
date for you two, or...

(chokes)

(nervous laughing)
- No!

Well, thank you so much
for being here for me.

- Of course.
- Yeah.

(deep exhale) That's
what we're all here for.

I mean, I'm hoping she shows up.

You know, these Manhattan
"it girls" can really...

be kinda flaky.

You think she won't show up?

Nina, don't make
the man anxious.

I'm just managing expectations.

(nervous chuckle)

(soft music)

This must be the place to be.

- It is!
- Well, because you're here.

Hmm.

Good to see you.

- Are you well?
- Yes.

It's like when Kate met William.

Yeah, very uh, bland.

Yes, I'm actually opening a
new contemporary art gallery

in Williamsburg next week.

- Oh!
- You should come, Freddie.

I'd love to.

If you're a fan of art,
you should really see

the collection at
the Montrovia Palace.

It is exquisite.

I actually have a
coffee table book

with all the palace's art.
- Oh.

Well, if you play your cards
right, maybe we'll kick

the book to the side and
just take the palace.

Well, for that to happen,

you'd have to kill
both my parents, so,

I'd really rather you didn't
do that. (laughing): Oh, gosh!

I think it's really great

that you're opening
up an art gallery.

Well, thank you.
I love my job.

I'm just so "hashtag blessed."

(laughs)

Is that sarcasm?
(nervous chuckle)

Or do you not find it
all a little um, vacuous?

How do you mean?

Well, don't you find it

a little empty
being an "it girl?"

(awkward chuckle)

Well, I don't consider
myself an "it girl."

Hmm, what do you call
yourself, a celebrity?

Socialite? Celebrilite?
(fake chuckle)

I'm just, I'm just being me.

What is that, though?
Is it um, an influencer?

Oh, I reject the term.

It just comes with
a lot of baggage.

- Mm-hmm.
- Mm-hmm.

I'm not being judgmental.

I'm just saying, for me,

I wouldn't really wanna have
my whole existence rely on,

you know, wanting to be famous.

(chuckles) I'm not trying
to be famous, I'm just...

Well, and there's nothing wrong
with that, though, either.

Right?
- If it's any consolation,

Jessica, I'm a prince.

My entire existence
is purely ceremonial

and based off nothing I've ever
personally achieved, so uh,

I think it's really cool that
you're opening an art gallery

and... hosting charity events.

I mean, it could be worse.
You could be selling shampoo.

(laughs)

You sell shampoo?

Uh, it's just a sponsorship,
and it's only one.

(stammering): Oh... of how many?

Two... a dozen.

Uh, energy drinks,
dog biscuits, bleach.

That would go over really
well at the palace.

Nina, would you mind
just helping me?

We'll just, we'll be right back.

(clears throat)
Ex... excuse us.

I think it's fantastic
that you sell shampoo.

I'll buy four orders.
- Really?

Yes.

What are you doing?

I am playing a part!

Whatever you think you're doing,

you are sabotaging
what's happening here.

I'm not sabotaging anything.

You are sa...

Wait, you have a thing
for Freddie, don't you?

What? That's absurd!

You do. You totally do.

I do not!

It would be
understandable, I guess.

He's charming and he's
handsome. Very rich.

I'm not into him.

It's a dating coach tactic,

okay? I'm testing her.

Okay, well, whatever it
is you think you're doing,

it's working.

(indistinct)

(laughs)
- Look at how cute they are.

This is... this is
perfect, actually.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, we can just,

we can just sneak out
the back and then,

and then text them
an excuse later.

Huh?
- Sure. Yep.

Great. Come on.

(melancholy music)

(heavy sigh)

(loud sigh)

Good morning, Freddie.

I brought you some
New York bagels.

Oh, that is so sweet,
thank you so much.

Ooh, wow, they are fresh.
- Yes.

I feel the need to
explain last night.

How so?

I'm sorry if I was
acting weird. Um...

It's just...

you are so wonderful.

You are. And... and
you deserve to end up

with someone incredible.

And I just don't wanna see
you settle for just anyone.

I promise you, I won't.

Good.

Hand on my heart,

Jessica's the one!

(curious music)

- What?
- Nina, I can't tell you

how incredible the date was.

The conversation
flowed so easily.

We walked and talked
for hours and hours.

It was like a
scene from a movie.

Jessica is my future princess.

Oh, Freddie, it's been one date.

I know! But they say
when you know, you know.

They are idiots!

Anyone who says that is wrong.

That's why so many
marriages are horrendous.

- Well, that doesn't sound quite right.
- Well, it is.

And the real one is usually someone
that you haven't thought about yet.

Oh. I've never heard
that perspective.

That's why you're
paying me the big bucks,

my expert perspective.

You can't just run off
with the first woman

who shows interest in you.

You need to be with
someone who sees you.

Who gets you. Who loves you.

Wow. You're very good.

I see what you're doing.

I see your plan, your
evil little scheme.

My scheme? (scoffs)

You're testing me to see if I
really do like Jessica or not.

(laughs)
- No, I w...

- Uh, no, no.
- I wasn't doing...

You are very, very good.

I mean, a little sneaky, but

I understand why you charge my
family such extortionate rates.

(chuckles nervously)
- No, Freddie.

No. No, thank you.

Gosh, you really are

the greatest dating
coach of all time.

(chuckles)
- Oh!

Was I interrupting something?
- No, not at all.

Good! I don't need to ask you
how the date last night went

'cause I know from all those
texts you were sending me

in the wee hours
of the night, huh?

- Sorry about that.
- No, don't be.

You're not sending those texts
to Jessica, though, right?

- No!
- No, never mind.

(laughs) Hey, Nina.

- Hey.
- Oh, I've also had

a great idea for a second date.

(upbeat music)

So, what do you think?

A little private
black-tie cocktail event.

Working the whole royal
angle. Not so bad, right?

Oh!
- Martini, shaken not stirred.

(laughs)
- Bond. James Bond.

Look at you. So sharp.
- Thank you very much.

- Wow. - Thank you.
- Just put that there. Yeah.

- Thank you.
- Oh.

(giggles)

Guys, I was wondering,

I know we said it'd be
the four of us tonight.

Do you think maybe we could just
make it Jessica and me again?

Jessica and you?

Yeah, sorry, is that rude?

- No!
- A little!

No! Not at all.

The better we do our job,

the less you should
see of us, right?

And personally, I'm loving
this newfound confidence.

Okay, great.

Well, I'm going to have a
birthday party tomorrow night

so we can all hang out then.

Great! But, but, but again,

don't feel obliged
to invite us, okay?

The better do our jobs...
- No, but...

the sooner we'll be
out of your hair.

Right? Come on, Blofeld!

Just remember that the
one is often the person

right in front of you.

Blofeld!

I'm going to get a pretzel!

(melancholy music)

Mind if I join you?

- Do I have a choice?
- Ugh. Nope.

(long sigh)

(dog barking in distance)

Hmm.

(laughs)

What's her problem?

I don't know, she looked

genuinely appalled.

I give it a year.

Some matchmaker you are. You
can't be cynical about love.

I'm joking.

Many truths are said in jest.

(phone chimes)

Another admirer?

Yeah, hard to keep track
of them all right now,

to be honest. (chuckles)

Why don't you, you know,

give one of these
women a chance?

You should try settling
down once in a while.

I tell you what.

I'll settle down
when you settle down.

I'm not settling down
out of choice, I just...

haven't found anyone
I'm attracted to.

That's what people say when they're
scared to get their heart broken.

Well, you would
know. You're a pro.

I happen to be attracted
to everyone, actually.

Just not for uh,
more than one night.

Hmm.

You know, it's guys like you

that really make
dating so appealing.

Okay. Watch this.

(paper thumps) Ooh! Boom!

- Um...
- So slick!

Almost as slick as my idea for
the cocktail tasting night.

Hmm, you thought that was slick.

Oh, yeah. Slickest idea ever.

(chuckles)

What? You think
you can do better?

I know I can do better.

Okay then. Okay.
Hit me with it.

No, no, I mean, you just stick
with your little cocktail tasting.

(chuckles)
- No, I'm serious.

If we're gonna start
working together,

let's start working together.

Trade secrets.

(lighthearted music)

Not bad.

Not bad? This is everything!

No fancy restaurants,
no clever lines,

no trendy cocktail parties, just
low-key, simple, romantic fun.

- Ooh.
- Plus, it's kinda sexy.

- It is when I do it.
- Yeah, please.

- Oh, come on.
- You look like Bambi on ice.

Bambi? What, can
Bambi do this? Huh?

- Oh!
- Huh?

- Oh.
- Is that Bambi?

- Not bad!
- Yeah, not bad.

- Ooh.
- Whoa!

Uh, how about this for an idea?

How about last one past the blue
line has to pay for ice cream?

- Okay.
- Okay?

- Yeah.
- Three, two...

One! (giggles)

- Wow!
- Go!

You're such a cheater!

(happy sigh) Oh, my... oh.

Hey, Nina, do you
know how to stop?

- Oh, God.
- Nina!

Wait! (screaming) (crashing)

Oh...
- Ooh...

(laughs) (groan)

That's one way to stop it.

Yeah.

You um... owe me an ice cream.

- Oh, thank you.
- Yeah.

(♪)

Last night was fun.

It was fun.

Um, I also haven't forgotten

that you still owe me an
ice cream, by the way.

Um... I'm pretty sure
you owe me an ice cream.

Hmm, no, no, I'm pretty sure it's you
that owes me the ice cream, actually.

(laughs)
- Okay.

That's done.
- Oh, nice.

(gasps) Oh!

(romantic music)

Sorry.

(phone ringing) One second.

Yeah.

- Hello?
- Nina! It's Jane and Mike.

Do you have a minute?
- Yes! One second.

(clears throat)

Hi! What's up?

We need a date.

A date? Uh, do
you want coaching?

A date, like, for a wedding
with you and the prince?

You want me to marry the prince?

(Mike): We just got
the projected sales.

If there were to be a royal
wedding in this book...

You marry the prince, write
your happily ever after

and get massive
international distribution.

It's only been a few weeks.

(stammers)

Well, in your book,

you had a woman propose to a guy

within three days
of them meeting.

Yeah, but that was different!

That was... that
was so different!

Nina, I'm sorry, but we have a lot
of new projects coming through.

We really need to
make a decision soon.

Right.

This thing with the
prince is happening or...?

Yes. (Jane): Yes?

(melancholy music)

Definitely! Sorry, I
just got distracted.

Um... it'll happen.

Soon, I promise.

Great, because we need to
make a decision about the book

in the next day or so.

Okay, not a problem!

Um, yes, I will get
my happy ever after

and you will get your...
final chapter, ASAP.

Okay.

(mellow romantic music)

(indistinct chatter)

Delicious. Right.

Right, thank you.

Wow, you look
wonderful. (chuckling)

Thank you.

Wow! Look at this
dress! (giggles)

Now, this is why I love my job.

(chuckles)

Oh. Aren't they cute?

So cute.

You know...

(clears throat)

- Yeah.
- Hi! Excuse me.

- Hello.
- Um, I need to talk to you.

Oh, is it urgent?

Jessica literally just
arrived. (chuckling): Yes.

- Is everything okay?
- No.

Why, what's happened?

- The stars...
- The stars?

Have moved, and it's bad.

Um, I just... one moment.

- I'll be back, I'll be back.
- I... okay.

What's going on over there?

Some stars have suddenly
moved... apparently.

Stars can suddenly move?

Not according to the
general laws of physics.

Uh, it's funny.

(curious music)

You know, sometimes I
think about that time

when we first met, and um,

I gave you my card and I
often wonder, you know,

what would have happened if
you and I started chatting?

Oh, I was far too angry to
chat to anyone that night

after such a humiliating date.

(laughs) Freddie,
you're so funny!

That's what I love about
you, you're so funny.

You ever notice how
much we laugh together?

- We do?
- Yeah, we're laughing right now, right?

(laughing)

Which is... what I'm...

what I'm trying
to tell you, um...

What?

Look, I'm not saying
this to boost your ego

or anything, but um, well...

Freddie, you're so great.

And well, Freddie...

I um...
- All okay with the stars?

Um... not yet.
Still working on it.

I was getting lonely out there.

Come join me.
- Of course. Of course, I'll be...

I see what you did there.

What?

Stealing me away so that

she'd come and steal me back.

You never cease to amaze me.

Thank you.

Hello, my darling, I'm
so sorry about that.

- That's okay, you're here now.
- I'm so sorry.

(sigh)
- Okay.

(clears throat)
- What are you doing?

Nothing. Be right back.

What? No, no, no, no.

Freddie, I need to
speak to you again.

Uh, Nina...

It's urgent this time. Please.

(suspenseful music)
- What's going on?

Freddie, you're making a
big mistake with Jessica.

You cannot trust her.

What do you mean?

She's a vacuous
Manhattan socialite.

She's just interested in you

because she wants to
inherit your kingdom.

How dare you?

Who do you think you are,
saying that about me?

I uh... I, I, I'm just
saying what I've seen

and you've only
been on two dates

and you're just attaching
yourself to him like some limpet

and walking around his birthday
party like you're his fiancée

and I just think
it's very suspicious!

No. What's suspicious
is what you are up to.

What I'm up to?

Yes, what are you up to?

Come on, who are you really and
what is your whole game here?

- My game?
- Yes! What is your game?

(♪)

I'll tell you my game.

I'm Freddie's dating coach.
- No!

What?

I'm his dating coach.

(melancholy music)

Dating coach.

You hired a dating
coach to seduce me?

- No.
- So what,

you were just using a series of
tricks to seduce me? Is that it?

- No!
- Yeah, all of this, it was just a game?

You know, the cocktail
making, the double date,

that was what? Just
a series of traps?

No, of course not! Jessica.

- No.
- Jessica!

No, leave me alone,
and don't follow me.

Je...

(melancholy music)

Jessica!

Edward? Edward, wait!

(grunts)

- I'm just such an idiot.
- Wait. Wait.

You were into Freddie all along!

What? No! No, I wasn't.

I was just...

You were just what, just
trying to inherit his kingdom?

No, I wasn't. I was just...

- Just what, Nina?!
- I was...

- What?
- I was trying to get a book deal!

What?!

I wrote a dating book,

and the publishers told me
that they would only publish it

if I was dating
someone... impressive.

You're kidding.

I was trying to win Freddie
over because of a book deal.

I was never into him.

Oh, well, phew!
I'm so relieved.

Okay. Good.

No, not good! Bad!

That's the most unethical
thing I've ever heard!

I know! Look, listen, I
wasn't thinking it through.

But... but then, I thought, you
know, maybe I could date him

and I could teach him
things, you know, and then,

we could both be winners
because he'll find his princess

'cause he'll have
so much confidence,

and I'll get my book deal!
So, it wasn't so bad!

It's so despicable!

Maybe you would've
done the same thing.

I would never betray the
trust of my client like that.

Never! He hired you to help him

find the love of his life
and you just sabotaged it.

I understand.

I don't think you understand

nearly how terrible it is!

It's... it's horrible,
okay? And you hurt me too!

(melancholy music)

How did I hurt you?

You went on a date with me

while you were
trying to seduce him!

What are you talking
about, that double date?

I'm talking about us getting
pretzels and going roller skating.

You thought that was a date?

Don't! Do not do that.

You asked me to show you
my favourite dating spots!

Yes! As a date!

But you said trade secrets!

I was flirting with you.

All right? Just like
how you were doing

when you just slunk off and
were enticing me to follow you!

I didn't slink off anywhere!

- Oh, you slinked!
- I did not slink!

You slunk, okay?

I've been around long enough

to know a slink when I see
a slink, and to know a date

when it's a date, and to know

when someone's giving
me vibes or not!

I wasn't giving you vibes!

Either you have no
idea what dating is

or you are in complete denial!

There weren't vibes!

I... whatever this
was, was just work!

Huh.

Wow, I uh...

That's my mistake, then.

I'll see you around, Miss Bower.

He's such a narcissist!
There wasn't any vibe.

I'm sure he has a
vibe with everyone.

Oh, Nina, this is bad.

This is all over the Internet.

I mean, you're
trending on Twitter.

(phone chimes)
- Hmm.

- What?
- Uh... Mike and Jane.

(clears throat)

The deal is officially
squashed, as expected.

(footsteps approaching)

One second.

Freddie!

Freddie, wait. Hi!

You okay?
- No, I'm not.

I'm all over Twitter.
It's, it's...

it's a PR nightmare!

My mother called me and
said I brought shame

on my entire family and nation!

What about Jessica?

She thinks that you,
Edward, and me tricked her

into falling in love with me
and now, I have to go back

to Montrovia and marry
someone I don't even love.

So, thank you.

I'm sorry.

(sigh) I have to go.

- Where are you going?
- Damage control.

(sighs)

Jessica, please don't punish
Freddie for employing me.

He is such a nice guy and
I wasn't coaching him.

I was... trying to sabotage you
both so I could get a book deal.

What?

It's a long story, but

the gist of it is that
I am a terrible person.

But he's not.

He's so lovely and he
wasn't playing any games

to try and get you, he
was just... being himself.

Even so, I don't want
to be with someone

who has a dating coach.

I want to be with
someone who's authentic.

He was being authentic.
He was being himself.

I wasn't coaching him because
I was trying to steal him.

(sorrowful music)

But the Freddie that you
like is the real Freddie.

And he really likes you.

I don't know.

I just, I hate drama, and I've
had enough drama in my life.

But he didn't cause any
of the drama. I did.

This is on me.

Please don't punish him
for something that I did.

If you could just give him
a second chance. Please.

I'm sorry.

I... I don't know. I...

I just... I just don't know.

(sighs)

(pensive music)

I am actually happy they're
not publishing my book.

- Don't say that.
- I am.

I don't think I made a
difference in anyone's lives.

What are you talking about?

You helped literally thousands
of people fall in love.

Thousands of your clients
got married because of you!

I think they would've fallen
in love and gotten married

with or without me.
- What makes you say that?

Look at Freddie and Jessica!

Freddie didn't need
anything that I taught him

to make Jessica fall
in love with him, he...

just had to be himself.

And she fell in love
with him anyway.

I'm starting to wonder if my
whole career is a total sham.

I really don't think so.

No, I think so.

I think all of my clients

who ended up together
did so because of love,

not because of
anything I taught them.

I made a fortune
teaching people tricks

when all you had to
do was be yourself.

Be authentic and the right
person will come along

and fall in love with you.

That's the only real trick.

You should write about that!

What?

You should write a final
chapter about that!

About this... the shameful story

of you pretending
to coach the prince

while trying to seduce him and
how it all backfired on you

but... but it ultimately
taught you the real trick

to finding true love.

- Which is?
- Be authentic?

(realizing music)

We don't love people
for the dating tricks

they employ, we
love them because...

well, who knows what
the magic ingredient is

that makes people fall
in love with each other,

but we can't create it.

Sure, we can trick
someone into liking us

for a night or two,

but we can't make people
love us long term.

And I have spent my entire career
coaching people that we can.

And that's wrong.

What's more, is I used
all my dating tricks

to try and seduce Freddie,

the Prince of Montrovia, just
to get this book published.

But none of my tricks worked.

Ultimately, what is the
lesson of this book?

Aside from not
sabotaging true love?

Just be yourself.

Be your brilliant, wonderful,
quirky, unique self.

And if you do that, true
love will come along.

(romantic music)

What do you think?

I think you need to send
that to the publisher dudes.

They already said they're
not publishing anything.

Send it. Trust me.

(soft romantic music)

(sighs)

- Hi, Nina.
- Hi, Freddie.

I just wanted to say
thank you so much

for going and
talking to Jessica.

Well, I'm not sure it
did much good, but...

Well, it did.

She came back to me
and we're engaged.

You're engaged?!

When you know, you know.

(both chuckling)

Oh. I'm so sorry.

All is forgiven.

Love won in the end and
that is all that matters.

I actually wanted to invite you

to our engagement party
tomorrow afternoon.

That's very kind
of you, but I...

Edward's gonna be there. He's
gonna be leaving to London

shortly after, but...
might not be too late.

Too late for what?

Oh, come on!

It's obvious that you two have

a thing for each other.

Did he tell you that?

No, it's just my observation.

It's clear as the light of day

that you two are
perfect for each other.

Congratulations, Freddie.

I really am happy that you
finally found your princess.

Thank you.

(sweet music)

You really wanna
publish my book?

Aspirational boyfriend
and the online scandal

and uh... it's a
complete PR mess.

It really is,

but we were both so thrilled
with your final chapter.

Really? (Mike): Yes!

We love how you laid out

just how immoral, unethical

and shameful you've been.

Thank you.

(Jane): That final twist about

how you know absolutely nothing
about love and your clients

only needed to be themselves?
- Oh!

- Hmm!
- We'll have a book launch tomorrow.

I... I don't know what to say!

- Tell us how the story ended.
- Oh, yes!

Freddie and Jessica are engaged.

They're actually having an
engagement party right now.

No, not... not
Freddie and Jessica.

You and Edward.

Me and Edward?

(Jane): Yeah!

You're totally in
love with him, right?

Why is everyone
saying this to me?

Wait, wasn't that what the
final chapter was about?

Well, how you realized your
true love was right in front

of your nose, but you were
too ambitious, stubborn

and blind to see it.

(upbeat music)

Oh.

Uh...

(laughs) I have to go.

My darling.

(indistinct chatter)

(elevator chimes)

- Hi.
- Nina!

- Freddie, where's Edward?
- Oh, he's left already.

He's on his flight
back to London.

(melancholy music)

Oh. Don't tell me you
really are in love with him.

(squeals)
- Congratulations, babe!

Thank you.

Hey. Cheer up.

This is your dream!

You got your first
ever book deal.

I know, and I'm happy, I am.

It's just, I never realized

how much I wanted love
until it had come and gone.

It was right in
front of me, Taz.

You'll get a chance
at love again.

You will!

- What if I don't?
- You will.

Nina.

Say something. Okay?

Uh...

(giggles)

Uh... hi, everyone.

Thank you so much
for coming tonight.

Uh... it has been
my dream since...

forever, to have
a book published,

so I am over the
moon to be here.

Uh, I have to thank
Jane and Mike,

for taking a chance
on me. Thank you.

And I have to thank
Jessica and Freddie.

Thank you for following your gut

and proving how
simple love can be.

(gentle music)

If it weren't for you,

I wouldn't have a
book to publish.

Really, thank you for not
listening to me at all.

(laughing)

And Jessica, I am so glad

that you gave Freddie
a second chance.

You know, it's...

it's kind of ironic that
I'm promoting a book

on finding love and it seems
like I'm the only person

in this room who
hasn't found any.

I've been doing
this for 15 years...

go figure.

Sorry.

Um, tell us about
your next book.

What will that be about?

Oh!

Haven't really
thought about it yet.

I don't know, maybe
it'll be about, um...

(clears throat)

a woman who is so
blinded by ambition

that she misses her
chance at true love.

I'm sorry.

It's just, I don't
know if it's very good.

It's just so depressing

and I just really don't think
anyone's gonna wanna read that.

(chuckles)

What if, instead,

you write a story about two very
stubborn and cynical people,

who almost lost out
on love, but instead,

they find it in the end.

I don't know. (chuckles)

That sounds, um...

a little idealistic, no?

The best stories always are.

Wait.

Don't you wanna wait 'til the
fourth date to kiss a woman?

(laughs)

Well, you know, I recently
heard that if you're feeling it,

you should just go for it.

Hmm.

(romantic music)

(cheering)

(clapping) (giggling)

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