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I sent her the top 20 dating icebreakers.

Top 20?

I thought it was supposed to be top 10.

I know, right?

If there's that much ice to break, maybe you shouldn't be on a date.

The Cyan Winter Sports 820.

Are you getting that for your trip?

I wish.

It's a little steep on an assistance budget, but a girl can dream.

Well, you could get the 620, all the bells and whistles, for half the price.

That's not a bad idea.

Maybe we hit up the store before the party?

If we ever get out of here.

I really wish you were coming snowboarding with me this weekend.

Yeah, I've learned my lesson on making plans around here.

Every time I book something, Diane sends me another assignment.

Don't I know it.

Do you think she's read it yet?

Probably.

There's only one way to find out.

Diane, if now's not a good time... Now's always a good time for my favorite writer.

What do we have?

Oh, Top 20 Dating Icebreakers.

Love the headline.

Yeah, thank you.

For that.

You shouldn't feel undermined because I write the headlines in advance care.

It gives the magazine... A consistent voice?

See?

You were listening.

I like it.

Oh.

But you don't love it.

I want to.

But it needs a bit more pizazz.

You know, maybe a cautionary tale of a date gone wrong.

Don't underestimate the value of your own personal... Dating horror stories?

Perspective.

You're out there in the singles world.

I mean, let's see that.

Actually, I started seeing someone recently.

Very recently.

Perfect.

So I'm sure you have some material.

Oh, I would.

But the thing is, it's going pretty well.

And I was thinking, with the New Year's, maybe I could try

to keep my personal life a little bit more... Personal?

Um, as I recall, you asked to be on the relationship desk.

But, I mean, if it's too much, we can always put you back on the beauty desk.

No.

No, I will make it better.

What, Kara?

Make it better next year.

It's New Year's.

You guys should be out having fun.

Really?

Yeah, really.

Don't come home until the sun's up.

And then, you know, start thinking about that rewrite.

Happy New Year!

Okay, how about this one?

Amazing.

Amazing because it's amazing or amazing because

we spent too long buying your snowboard?

Well, can it be both?

Ugh, we're never going to make it across.

We're going to cross town before midnight.

Well, then why don't we go to Jesse's rooftop party?

He lives just a couple blocks away.

I told you, I cannot go to Jesse's.

We've only been dating for three weeks.

It's too soon.

You know, the old Kara would have gone in a heartbeat.

Exactly.

But the new Kara is careful, aware that holiday

parties are synonymous with romantic expectations.

You know, that sounds like one of your articles.

Oh, sure.

Hey.

What's this?

Nothing.

Nothing?

It's from Berkeley.

It's a grad program in creative writing you applied to.

Maybe you got in.

Ah, don't jinx it.

Well, don't you want to open it?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

I can't.

You do it.

Okay.

Well, it looks like you're going to be bringing in the new year with a bang.

You got in!

I'm kind of dying to tell Jesse.

Well, then let's hit up that rooftop party.

Let's go!

I just can't believe I got in.

Well, I can.

I edited the first 50 pages of the mystery you

sent in and I'm still dying to read the rest of it.

Well, you might get your wish because if I accept then

I have to show up February 1st with the other 150.

What do you mean, if?

Well, it's a big decision.

I'd have to quit the magazine.

My head just spins every time that I think of you.

Oh, it's a movement night.

I think of you all the time.

You're the way I need to be.

My day.

Your presence.

My breath.

My heart beats for you.

Oh, that's unlovable.

Ooh, super cute.

On second five, not so cute.

So, what's the rule here?

Read five pages, you gotta buy it?

If that's the case, I'm on the hook for half the mystery section.

You're in your habit.

Happy place?

Eh, today I'd call it my glumly, distracted place.

Come on, it's not that bad.

It's New Year's Day.

We've got a couple of new mysteries.

My favorite scone.

A cup of coffee with a sustainable story attached to it.

And a best friend who thinks it's never too soon to bounce back from a heartbreak.

Okay, look.

So, Jesse showed you sooner than normal that he was the wrong guy for you.

You should be focusing on the good things going on in

your life right now, like getting into grad school.

I don't know, Meg.

The more I think about grad school, the more I think it's not a good idea.

What?

Oh, man, how did we wind up here?

What's wrong with this place?

We just finished our run in record time.

I was gonna treat you to a wheatgrass shot.

A, that's not a treat.

B, next time take me somewhere that isn't also a bookstore.

I mean, last time we came in here, I could

pry you out of there with the jaws of a life.

Ah, what do you want from me?

This is my happy place.

Two wheatgrass shots, please.

Now that I think about it, wheatgrass isn't your worst idea.

I mean, we are gonna be boarding the sheer face of the glacier in the next few days.

Yeah, wanted to talk to you about that.

Any chance I can take a pass on this weekend?

No, no, no.

No, Ben.

I already took time off from the hospital and

Dr. Shawn is no longer accepting cancellations.

All right, it's just I'm under a lot of

pressure to stay out the public eye right now.

What are you gonna do, stay at home and mope?

I don't mope.

I brood.

Then brood on a snowboard.

Besides, you're doing it for the charity.

Yeah, you're right.

Of course, yeah.

For the kids.

Bottoms up.

Anyway, you don't have to worry about the public eye.

It's clear a lake resort is not exactly a scene, if you know what I mean.

You mean there's no chance to run into anyone we know?

No one we know.

No one you want to know.

All I'm saying is you shouldn't let this Jessie stuff cloud your judgment.

You should weigh out the pros, not only the cons.

I have been, and grad school feels like a huge risk.

I'm just supposed to walk away from the job most writers would dream about?

Most writers don't understand the job

requirements of working the relationship desk.

It's a lot of pressure, this expectation that you should be dating all the time.

It does take up a lot of energy.

Energy you need to finish your novel.

Maybe I should take a step back.

Yeah.

Get a little perspective.

Right?

Put dating on the back burner.

Exactly.

Wait, what?

Just until I figure this other stuff out.

Oh, Diana's not going to like that.

Diane will have a choice.

Excuse me.

Come on, Sherlock.

No book browsing today.

We're dragging back.

Blah.

When did you become a trainer?

Today.

So, uh, that's it for beauty and fitness.

What's left?

Just relationships.

Right.

Kara loved the icebreaker changes, which is good

because I want you on this new dating journey.

Dating app stat?

Dating app?

Um, well, see, the problem is I can't actually go on dates.

I've given it up as a New Year's resolution.

So, you're a relationship writer who's sworn off dating?

I guess, yeah.

That sums it up.

Kara, this is a story.

I already have a headline.

The dating plans.

Perfect for New Year's.

We'll put it on the site.

Reprint in February.

How did we do diet diary?

Uh, in three parts.

One Friday, one Saturday, one Sunday.

So, when you said Friday, did you mean today?

Friday?

Is there another Friday I should know about?

No.

Look, Kara, if these segments are as good as I

predict, you'll come back on Monday to a new title.

Editor.

Thanks, guys.

That's it.

Hey, what's going on?

I thought your cousin was picking you up for lunch.

She's got the flu.

Trip's canceled.

No.

Can you get your money back?

Well, I'm on hold with a resort right now, but... Doesn't look promising.

Shoot.

Meg, you should go anyway.

I mean, who knows when you get another chance?

I know I would.

Why don't you?

Please, I would love to go, but I can't with this whole dating thing.

You would love to go where?

Oh, Megan's snowboarding trip.

Her cousin canceled, and I can't just go.

Why not?

Oh, I have so much to do.

Three articles, one due today.

There's no point going on a dating cleanse if you're gonna hide out in the office.

I mean, it's about challenging yourself.

A ski resort would be a good idea.

It would be pretty perfect.

I

can't believe you're here.

My girl's trip to Clara Lake, just like when we were in college.

Right?

The good old days, when our biggest problem was choosing a fondue flavor.

Mmm, fondue.

Yeah, something tells me we haven't seen the last of that fondue bar.

Mmm.

You've been pecking at that thing for the last couple of hours.

Are you actually getting work done?

One dating cleanse down, two to go.

The first one is called From Dating Disaster to the Dating Cleanse.

Thank you, Jessie.

That's very mature of you.

Yeah, well, I have to start thinking objectively if I want to be an editor.

If being an editor is what you really want.

I don't know what I want anymore.

Grad school is such a question mark, but jumping from

writer to editor just seems like a real thing, you know?

Well, maybe this trip will offer you some perspective.

And maybe getting some real writing back.

Time will provide clarity.

You brought your manuscript.

I have to read it again if I want to finish it.

It's been months.

Cara Renau, mystery writer.

Ooh, sounds good.

I like it.

And you know what they say, you can be anybody

you want to be when you're on vacation.

That's our exit.

Fondue bar, here we come.

Hey, so the bad news is our chalet isn't ready yet.

But the good news is there's still enough daylight that we can get a few runs in.

Okay.

I just have to write my work.

Let's do it.

I did everything.

Right?

Looks like I'm late to the rental party.

Is that all they have left?

No way, the Scion 920?

Is that even in stores yet?

No, it's a custom.

I can't believe they're renting it out.

I'm gonna go get the lift tickets.

You grab that board before somebody else does.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, sorry.

Yes.

Well, I seem to have my eyes on the same board as you.

Oh, you seem to have a pretty firm grip on it, too.

Ah, it's yours.

As long as you know it's not the right board for you.

Oh, yeah?

And why is that?

The top should fall somewhere between your nose and your chin.

But here it is, all the way up to your...

...eyes.

Unless you have an advanced rider who wants to float at fast speeds over powder.

But I am curious, why are you so dead set on it?

I've used a smaller before.

I guess you could say I like to know what I'm getting.

Huh, that's pretty cautious for somebody about to go careening down a mountain.

Careening?

Tumbling, falling, with a boot size like yours.

You're gonna get some overhang.

You really want that kind of drag?

No, I suppose I don't.

Miss, what did you say her name was?

I didn't.

Enjoy the board.

For those moguls.

Are you sure this one's ours?

We're a little far from the lodge.

I know, right?

Almost like whoever picked it was trying to avoid their boss' cell phone calls.

Oh, yeah.

This is so nice.

Nice job.

Ooh, snacks.

Now we're talking.

It's not addressed to us.

Think they forgot to clean?

Yeah, really.

Wait a second.

This is still cold.

Somebody's here.

Hey!

What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

Well, uh...

Wait, you know each other?

Okay, there must be some kind of mistake.

Uh, yes, there is.

This man is in our chalet.

No, no, no.

I already checked in.

And as you can see, I rented half a chalet.

Well, that may be the case for you, but we went through the trouble of booking.

Half a chalet.

I'm calling the hotel.

This has to be fixed.

Uh, hello.

Yeah.

I'd like to see if I can book a chalet for two ladies who...

Oh, you have nothing?

You know, it doesn't have to be a chalet.

It could be a hotel, a cabin, a room closet.

Nothing?

Thanks for checking.

Well, I was planning on opening this tomorrow, but maybe

we should crack it open now and get to know one another.

Would you like a glass, Mr...

Just Ben.

I'm not much of a fancy wine guy, but sure, I'll give it a shot.

But my buddy would be stoked.

He loves a good cabernet.

Wait, buddy?

There's more than one of you?

Hey, Ben.

Uh, how about a heads up next time we're gonna have guests?

Yeah, slight issue with the fine print.

Look, these ladies are gonna be in the other room.

Hey, look.

You know what?

It's gonna be fine.

I called the lodge, but the resort's fully booked up.

I sort of... Messed up.

It's all good.

More the merrier.

I mean, it's a huge bummer, considering our guy's weekend and all.

Cool.

Is that cabernet?

It sure is.

You want a glass?

Sure.

I'm Megan, by the way.

Sean.

Carol.

Thanks.

I don't know about you guys, but wine just doesn't taste right without chocolate.

Ooh.

I'll take one.

Thank you.

Really good.

Let's see what you guys got here.

Mmm.

Artisanal brie.

Royal fig jelly.

Champagne.

You guys must be VIPs around here.

Ooh.

These are cute.

Wine charms.

Oh.

Not the wine charms.

What's wrong with wine charms?

How else would we know whose wine is whose?

Hmm.

Makes you wonder how people kept track of their

wine for thousands of years before they're around.

Okay.

There is a really nice deck out front.

Maybe we should... Yes.

Let's just take this party outside.

Well, outside, we just got warm.

I mean, that's what the fire pit's for.

Wine charm?

Thanks.

Mmm.

You're welcome.

Enjoy.

Don't give up, Ben.

I'm sensing you're on your way to a solid B-plus fire.

Thanks, man.

Not much you can do with wet wood, but hey, if

you want to go and get some dryer logs... Nah.

You got this.

Besides, this weekend, I'm avoiding doing anything that can be considered work.

I'm not talking about work.

I'm not working out.

I'm not even gonna work it on the dance floor, you know?

If you knew how many variations of that I heard

on the way up, you wouldn't be laughing either.

Well, I'm down with the sentiment.

In fact, we should make a pact.

No.

Work talk.

Period.

I don't even want to know what you guys do.

Run on.

Yeah, no.

I'm gonna power this thing down, lock it in the glove box.

I am so there with you.

In spirit.

Hey, uh, where's Kara?

She got caught up in that word we can't mention, but we should take pity on her.

She got slammed this weekend.

Sorry.

Oh, sorry, man.

Come on.

I guess I'll go find some more magic.

Unless, of course, you'd like to.

No, no, no, no, man.

Go to town.

Okay?

There's probably some in the, uh, kitchen.

Oh, good idea.

Thanks.

Yeah.

Like I was saying, vacation is all about staying off the grid.

Ooh.

Yeah.

You know, there's some instant light logs in the closet.

You have very little faith in me.

I've known you for all of five minutes.

How much faith should I have?

Hey, I gave you my snowboard.

It has to be worth something.

Your snowboard?

Ah, figure of speech.

But I gotta hand it to you.

You got a great eye.

See this mark?

It means only 40 of these are ever made.

Which means only 39 are left in the world.

Which means you lucked out.

Funny you didn't mention that in the pro shop.

Didn't want to add fuel to the fire.

What fire?

You seem pretty dead set on getting it.

You should see me at a sample sale.

You know what?

You look really familiar.

What part of Seattle do you work in?

Hey, hey, you missed out on our pack.

This is a work for the rich.

Free zone.

No work talk.

I won't argue with that.

Then shut your laptop and come join us.

It's leisure time.

Why does no one understand this is leisure?

Hmm.

Lots of words.

Super close together.

Looks like work.

Look closer.

It's a novel.

If you're a novelist working on a novel, it's still work.

Unless I'm a novelist who's avoiding her real work, which I have to work on later.

You realize just how many times you said the word work?

I'm sorry.

I'm not used to words being off limits.

It kind of makes it hard to get to know each other, doesn't it?

Yeah.

Getting to know you is overrated.

People give you signs that tell you who they are.

Like, you know, typing when someone's talking.

Robes check.

Towels check.

It is time for some R&R.

Have you started a diary?

No.

That thing you said about being anyone you want to be on vacation?

Fire me.

I'm even considering being a mystery writer, and I've got to start taking notes.

Treat the whole world like one big mystery.

Like that couple over there.

They haven't talked for five whole minutes.

What's the story there?

Maybe...

Maybe they're tired from skiing.

Well, what about Ben and Sean's $500 gift basket?

Oh, well, actually, Detective, I have been doing

some of my own digging, and there is a story there.

Turns out...

The hotel sent it to them.

Come on, let's go.

Spa time.

Spa time.

Here it goes.

My last moments of relaxation for the evening.

What do you mean?

Wi-Fi caught up with me in the locker room.

Did Diane ask you to do something?

Yeah, but it's nothing.

There's a new position in the office, and she wants me to post a job description.

But you're on vacation.

Yeah, but I can do it on my own.

I'm going to sleep.

In fact, watch.

I'll do it right now.

Operations manager wanted for women's magazine.

Must work well with colorful personalities.

That's a nice way of putting it.

Have organized work habits and in-depth knowledge of our business needs.

Send.

You know, that sounds like somebody who already works there.

What, me?

Mm-hmm.

Come on.

Diane's looking for someone with management experience.

I'm just her assistant.

Exactly.

You manage Diane.

I manage her salads.

And her editorial schedules, photo shoots, interviews.

Huh.

I never really looked at it that way.

You know, in all honesty, I've never really looked at it at all.

I'm so focused on Diane, my own stuff slips through the cracks.

That's not true.

I mean, you planned this trip.

Yeah, look how well that's going.

Oh, who cares about the Shelley?

We can still have our girls' trip.

Mm-hmm.

Really?

Look, I'm just going to take a deep breath, mind my

own business, and pretend those guys aren't even there.

Fair enough.

Why didn't the hotel give us our own gift basket?

Zenning out over here, Kara.

Zenning out.

Diane, are you all right?

Shh.

Are you really shushing us?

At 9 p.m.?

Yeah.

He had a rough day of not working.

He needs his beauty sleep.

Yeah.

That's why there's these things called bedrooms.

The chair is much more comfy.

Plus, I got the blanket.

I got my cocoa.

I got my agatha cream.

And then there were none.

Yeah.

Found it on the bookshelf.

Got 50 pages left.

But I've narrowed it down to either Vera or George Margrave.

Don't ruin it.

Oh, I would never.

Although I will say both of your guesses are wrong.

Not hearing you.

I am curious why you two aren't down a karaoke.

It's a ladies' night.

Which begs the question, why aren't you there?

Well, sort of taking a break from that whole world.

From the karaoke world?

No.

From the dating world.

I guess you could call it a cleanse.

Hey, if it works for you, more power to you.

Yeah.

Actually, it is working for me.

It's helping me focus on more important things like...

Are you expecting someone?

Maybe.

Hey, man.

You know what I said?

There are only 39 of these left in the world.

No, there's only 37.

You hear that?

What?

It's the first chairlift of the day.

Get out there.

I'm surprised you have so much energy.

Weren't you working all night?

Good thing I was, because I finished my second

dating cleanse post and 10 pages of my novel.

Oh, look at you.

Must be the fresh mountain air.

Well, Diane sent me another headline.

What was it?

Cleanse complications.

How to say no to toxic temptations.

Temptations?

Yeah, well, it was all hypothetical.

Not exactly Temptation Mountain up here.

Oh, except for these.

I'm so looking forward to the fresh mountain powder.

It snowed like nine inches last night.

Ah, not a soulless touch.

It will be the first two out there.

Well, maybe not the first two.

Uh, excuse me.

How did he get up there?

The lift's just started.

That guy?

Someone took him up there in the snow-groom machine.

Now, do you agree there's something up with our chalet mates?

Yeah.

I think he slipped the groomer a 20.

Okay, fine.

Well, what about the mysterious late-night snowboard delivery?

Hmm.

Maybe he's an online shopper.

Come on.

Let's get to the summit.

Where do you get the server backstory?

It all began with the Danish.

Dude, you should have come with me, man.

How often do you get to be the first person on the mountain?

About as often as I get to sleep in.

It's 8 a.m.

Dude, 8 a.m.

is like noon for a surgeon.

Okay.

Time for the latte number two.

I'm gonna get a couple of runs in.

And, uh, don't forget our spa thing later.

I take my vacation time very seriously.

Oh, and before I forget, she came by the chalet earlier looking for you.

Mr. Livingston.

It's so great to finally meet you in person.

Please, Ben.

You must be Jennifer.

We are so grateful for everything you've done for Camp Snow.

I just wanted to ask you about the benefit tonight.

Would you prefer to make your speech before or after?

Before my speech?

Uh, there must be some mistake.

I'm donating to the event.

I'm not attending.

Are you sure?

There's gonna be a dance tonight and the caterers... No, I'm sure it's fantastic.

But I gotta stay out the public eye right now.

So did the board drive.

Yes.

The driver hit some traffic, but he should be here soon.

Okay, well, can you just do me a favor and shoot me a text when they do?

Sure.

Ah, at least we'll get to the top before the crowd gets...

And the plot thickens.

Maybe he's offering her a ride on the groomer.

Ah.

Come on.

So, what's the plan?

Board, fondue, hot tub?

As long as fondue's on the docket, I'm happy.

Hey, do you think I could get some writing sent in?

Yeah, you might guess.

The more you work on your novel, the more likely it is you'll say yes to grad school.

Ah, don't get ahead of yourself.

Hi, Diane.

No, it's never too early to call.

Listen, that job posting you put up... Is that okay?

Better than okay.

We got eight applicants already, but we're in such a rush and so overwhelmed.

Could you possibly screen them?

You mean, like, go over their resumes?

No, their resumes don't look the same to me.

I need you to just read them on the phone, narrow them down to three.

You saw my schedule next week.

I can't possibly enable myself.

But you don't mean, like, today, right?

Don't worry.

One of the interns scheduled the calls already.

Actually, I'd better get off.

The first one's gonna be calling you in, like, I don't know, a minute.

What?

What?

Megan, what would I do without you?

I can't believe this.

She wants me to screen the candidates today.

Like, right now.

Oh, you can't let her ruin your weekend.

Well, I'm not gonna let her ruin yours.

Why don't you head on to the top, and I'll meet up with you later.

Hi.

Thanks so much for doing this on the weekend.

I hope you weren't too busy.

Morning.

You're up early.

I was hoping to get the first round of the

month of the day, but some guy beat me to it.

Ah, you know what they say.

All's fair in love and snowboarding.

I don't think they say that.

Look, I kind of feel like we got off on the wrong foot.

Did we?

I was hoping for a weekend with my buddy, maybe get some solitary reflection time in.

Mmm, I know the feeling.

What I'm trying to say is, what if we just start fresh?

What if we just met right here in this chairlift?

Oh, what, like a proper introduction?

You know, signs?

You may mock me about the whole sign thing, but it's 100% foolproof.

For example, last night, with the wine charms, you chose the pineapple.

The least friendly fruit.

Least friendly or best offended?

Best offended or overly defensive.

I find that people have all sorts of defenses, like deflection.

Deflection?

Are you implying I have something to hide?

Well, if we're going on your wine charm theory, I'd say you do.

You chose the sunglasses.

Classic disguise.

What could that mean?

Trees or moguls?

Why do you ask?

Honestly, so I can do the opposite.

That's it?

Came back early to read, did ya?

Little static over there?

Yeah, under control, thanks.

Uh, saw some hair bands in the bathroom.

Yeah.

They'd be great, if only there was a helmet that fit over them.

Did you finish reading?

You still think it's Vera?

Yeah.

Actually, I moved on to another book.

Wait, you read my manuscript?

It was open on the coffee table.

You had no right to read this.

But I couldn't put it down.

I had to get to the end.

It's really good.

Well, it's just something I threw together.

I actually came back to work on it.

Get some solitary reflection time in.

I get it.

Dying to read more.

You know what, you seem a little too content to be inside reading all the time.

Okay, let's just say I haven't been super social lately.

Just laying low.

No crazy nights out.

Something's not adding up.

You really are a mystery writer.

You claim to be laying low, but that's not what I'm seeing.

Okay, what I'm seeing is you're being a little overly curious.

I'm telling you.

Sunglasses.

Sunglasses.

And you graduated from Portland State?

Oh.

That's a year after me.

Cool.

Huh.

I have the same major as you.

Well, that's great.

We're going to be setting up in-person interviews for next week.

You know what?

I will send you all the details in an email.

Okay.

Thanks.

Bye.

How am I supposed to sound authoritative when the next time I see the candidates,

I'll be offering them their choice of tea or coffee?

I mean, what exactly am I doing here?

Management?

Well, then why am I not up for the job?

Because they asked for it?

Oh.

Another one.

Hi.

Thanks so much.

Wait.

I walk out, so you walk in?

Must be one of your signs.

Sure you don't want any help?

The menu in there can get pretty complicated.

And it's called beer and brats.

I think I can handle my own.

I'm sure anyone can order a brat.

But garnishing it?

That takes serious know-how.

Great.

So, the interview will be 9.30 a.m.

at Mallory Magazine.

Yeah.

Great.

See you then.

Finally.

Last one.

I'm sorry.

Trying to see you.

Megan.

Sean.

Are you okay?

I'm okay.

But I think there's something wrong with my wrists.

Okay, maybe you're right.

That was a perfectly dressed brat.

But... But?

Somebody's gonna have to take me down the mountain in a sled.

Yeah.

I know that condiment bar pretty well.

My brother and I used to have topping contests there when I was a kid.

I'm guessing you won?

We'd usually get chased out before a winner could be declared.

I actually wasn't sure I'd be allowed back in the day.

But being up here on a day like today just makes me wish everyone could have this,

you know?

Makes you feel like things could be just perfect again.

Today was pretty perfect.

That's why I was wondering why you were... hold up reading most of the day.

Well, it's this new author I found.

She's becoming one of my favorites.

Besides, I need a little rest before I take on the pipe where it all started.

Where it all started?

Yeah, I learned to snowboard up here.

I landed my first 360 on that pipe when I was nine.

I thought no one was watching.

And then I just hear clapping.

I turn around and my dad's standing there watching.

All the older kids were laughing.

I thought I was gonna die.

I know the feeling.

My dad's a huge clapper, too.

Restaurants, birthdays, you name it.

Still thinks he's on the sidelines of my soccer game.

I think my dad would have liked him.

I'm sorry, I... No, no, it's okay.

Being up here, I can almost hear it.

This place, this sport, it was his passion.

We used to have the best weekends up here.

And I haven't had that kind of fun in a long time.

The weekend's not over yet?

Day job.

Well, leave me alone.

It might not matter soon.

I've been accepted to grad school.

Congratulations.

Well, thank you, but it doesn't mean I'm going.

This year, I'm trying to be more cautious.

You know, think things through, evaluate risk.

And don't get me wrong, my job is no picnic.

Insane deadlines, phone calls all weekend, but...

I don't know, it's one of these jobs that most people would kill for.

Yeah, I kind of had one of those too.

Okay, so you know, it's not that easy to walk away from.

Wait, what's so great about your job?

I work for the snowboarding company.

Oh, right.

It's all making sense now.

Well, that should be fun.

In theory.

You know what you said earlier about your helmet?

It'd be easy enough to put a groove here for a ponytail.

What, did I give you a business idea?

It's the kind of thing we used to jump on.

But not anymore.

Innovation's taken a back seat to image.

Still, it can't hurt to pitch it to them.

You know, for someone who's so cautious with their

own life, you dole out a lot of risky advice.

I guess I like to live vicariously.

I guess you like to live vicariously.

You do realize we just agreed on something.

I'll let it slide this time, but don't let it happen again.

Oh, shoot.

I forgot I gotta be somewhere.

So, uh...

I'll catch you later?

Yeah.

You sure you don't mind doing this?

I know you came here to get away from work.

After I mowed you down, the least I could do was save you a trip to the hospital.

Plus...

I wasn't gonna leave you with that EMT.

You know, I got nervous when he opened the x-ray manual.

How's this feel?

Tight.

It's only gonna get worse if it swells, so keep it elevated.

And no devices.

Wait, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I gotta call in ten minutes.

No, I don't think you understood what I just said.

No devices.

No typing.

No texting.

No calling.

For how long?

Two to three days.

Huh.

No.

No, that can't work.

No, no, no, no, that can't work.

You don't know my boss.

I can't tell her that.

She'll never listen to me.

Well, maybe she'll listen to a doctor.

Hi, Diane.

I meant to text you back, but my mittens kept getting in the way.

It's a little snowboarding humor.

Don't get too distracted, Kara.

You know, there's a lot of eyeballs on this third post.

Needs to be a real showstopper, right?

Yeah, sure.

Maybe something about how much you can get done while you're not dating.

I meant something people would want to read.

Um, tell you what, I'll work on some headlines.

Um, okay.

Well, have fun, but remember, I need that third post by midnight.

Don't be late.

You got it.

Hey, if you're looking for your friend, she's downstairs.

Who, my friend?

Yeah, petite, dark hair, purple jacket.

Oh, you mean Megan.

Yeah, she's in the infirmary.

It's all good.

She banged up her wrist or something.

Oh, no.

Uh, it's this way.

Yeah, right down there.

You got a visitor?

Hey.

Hey, are you okay?

Could be worse.

What happened?

It's just a minor fracture and a sprain.

She'll recover a lot faster without this.

You sprained your wrist?

Might even save her weekend.

Hey, my phone!

How are you feeling?

Well, other than this, I'm hungry.

Ben, you've really outdone yourself.

I was expecting five or six boards, not fifteen of them.

Signed by Travis Pretz.

Yeah, well, you can thank Travis for that one.

He couldn't have signed them if you hadn't donated them.

Giving every kid the chance to go to camp, no matter how

little they come from, well, that's really important to me.

Well, if all goes well tonight, even more kids will be able to attend.

It's a good guest list.

I can't help but think if these people saw your

level of involvement, they may follow your lead.

Like any other time, I would be front and center.

But, I mean, I just can't do any public appearances right now.

Okay.

But there's not going to be any press tonight.

Just my own photographer.

It's going to be really low key.

It's just so rare that one night of somebody's

time can mean so much to so many kids.

I got to hear someone say no to Diane today.

Sean actually called?

Mm-hmm.

He should have been there.

He was all doctorly, like, no devices for the next 48 hours.

Doctor's orders.

So good.

I wish I was there.

What did you get up to today?

Oh, you know, boarding, writing, more boarding.

I talked to Diane and, um, I had lunch with Ben.

Like, a lunch?

Lunch?

Huh.

What did you guys talk about?

Nothing heavy.

I guess he works at a snowboarding company.

Mm-hmm.

And we talked about my manuscript.

What?

Yeah, I accidentally left it out and I guess he sort of read it.

You don't show your writing to anybody.

Are you telling me he skipped out on snowboarding today to read your manuscript?

He's a big reader.

I don't know.

Oh, and then before that we got stuck together on a chairlift.

Well, I was trying to avoid him.

Guess he didn't see you.

I didn't see the sign of rules.

Number one, no brooding.

Look, it's just this charity thing tonight.

I feel like I should go.

I thought you weren't doing any public events.

Yeah, I know.

The woman running it, she was very convincing.

And she said she could put me at the back, no media, no name tags.

Then go.

No biggie.

I'll be right there at the bar winning the trivia contest without you.

Yeah, but see, that's the thing.

It's our last night.

I feel like I should be hanging with the group, you know?

The group?

And, uh, which members of the group do you anticipate missing?

Because I know it isn't me.

Kara.

Did she say something about me?

No, but I'm sensing she dislikes you less than she did yesterday.

Meg, you know that I am on the dating plans.

And even if I wasn't, Ben is not good dating material.

He's got way too much going on behind the scenes.

He's got secret meetings and snowboard deliveries.

I like to write mysteries, not live them.

And after everything that happened in the New Years, I just want to be cautious.

Fair enough.

Just don't be too quick to judge him.

He'll show you who he is in his own time.

Tell me this.

What would happen if you told her the truth?

You mean if I told her who I am?

Yeah, but then she's just one mouse click away from reading that story.

Well, I'm guessing you're pretty beat, so you want to just rest up tonight?

No, tonight is her last night, and rumor has it that there's this trivia contest.

And Sean asked me to enter with him.

Oh, cute.

You want to come?

No, I don't want to be a third wheel.

You could be the fourth wheel.

Why don't you ask Ben to join?

That might conflict with dating plans.

It's not a date.

It's trivia.

No, I meant writing it.

I still owe Diane one more post.

I was hoping to hike back up to the chalet and

get one last gulp of fresh air before I start.

You sure?

Yeah.

Oh, hey.

Just the girl I was looking for.

Oh, hey.

You heading out?

Yeah, I'm gonna hike back up to the chalet.

I have some work to finish.

So you're staying in tonight?

Um, I don't know.

Actually, Megan mentioned something about a trivia contest.

I'm not sure if that's your speed, but... Uh, what time?

Like eight-ish?

Eight?

Um, you know, I sort of committed to something

at eight, which I should probably focus on.

Will you just give me one minute?

I should actually head out before it gets dark.

Jennifer.

Ben.

What do you think?

That looks awesome.

Look, I've had to change your heart about tonight.

That's great.

Happy to hear it.

Can I bring a guest?

Sure.

Kara?

Ben, what are you doing?

Look, I'm sorry I took off back there.

I was trying to see if I could bring a plus one.

Plus one?

Yeah.

The woman I was talking to, she's throwing this auction dance tonight.

It's her camp snow.

I don't know if you've heard of it.

Sure.

Yeah, they send out their privileged kids to snowboarding camp.

Right.

So my company donated some boards to the benefit tonight.

Now, I know you have a deadline.

I have no idea if it would be fun.

But I do know the chance of having fun would be much higher if...

if you were with me.

Uh, okay, but how's this gonna work?

Because you're not dating and I'm not dating.

No, we don't have to call it a date.

Nope.

We can call it an outing.

But we have to leave pretty soon.

Oh, hence the snowmobile?

If you say so.

All right.

What do I hold on to?

Me.

Well, for once, I'm glad I overpacked.

Am I overdressed?

No, you're perfect.

For the occasion, I mean.

Oh, right.

Of course.

Oh, boy.

I must look ridiculous in this.

Then we will look ridiculous together.

Carol, listen.

The reason I'm involved in this thing tonight is... Ah.

See, an overly curious person would need to know everything about you.

Good thing you're not one of those.

Let's just enjoy our date.

Outing.

Hi.

So nice to see you again.

Thank you so much for coming.

I just wanted to let you know how much your donations mean to us.

Enjoy yourself.

Hi, Ben.

Oh, you must be the guest you asked me about.

Cara Renaud.

Jennifer.

Nice to meet you.

Ben, the snowboards look fantastic.

Good.

Glad to hear it.

Well, if you want to come in and grab yourself a drink.

You know, actually, do you mind if we just spend a minute in the library?

Sure.

This room.

I had no idea it was even here.

Yeah.

It's great.

I guess the lodge used to be a private home.

This is the only room that survived the renovation.

I'm guessing you spent a lot of time in here as a kid.

When I wasn't dominating on the halfpipe.

Yeah, of course.

Look at this.

First edition Arthur Conan Doyle.

Valley of Fear.

I stayed up all night reading that as a kid.

Oh, you're braver than me.

I am so terrified of Moriarty.

I could only read it during the day.

Thank you for bringing me.

Okay, full disclosure.

I actually really wanted you to see this place.

I don't know.

I thought it might be a sign, you know?

Of what?

Of what you should be doing.

Oh, really?

So I should quit my job and go to grad school because of one of your signs?

No, I meant become a librarian.

Ah, maybe I shouldn't have brought it up.

No.

No, look, it's a big decision.

Right?

I should talk about it.

Both options are good options.

I'm just not sure how I'll feel in a year from now.

Okay, well, if you can't look forward, can you look back?

What made you want to write mysteries to begin with?

It always felt like a safe place.

You can invent danger and adventures that have nothing to do with your real life.

And in the end, it all gets tied up, and usually the good guy wins.

I think you just know why I like reading so much.

Look, if I were a betting man, I'd say you should jump on this grad school thing.

I would put money on the fact that you can get your name on this shelf.

But you're not a betting guy.

No.

Because you like to know what you're getting.

Well, I thought I did.

But this weekend has made me realize there's

something to be said for the unexpected.

I mean, when you walked into my chalet and started handing out the wine charms,

I was sure my weekend was ruined.

And?

Oh, it's not over yet.

Hmm.

Okay, shall we?

Welcome to the annual Camp Snow benefit auction.

If everyone could please gather around.

Let's begin with the Scion 920 Ice Snowboard, signed by Travis Bretts.

We start the bidding at $1,500.

Do I hear $1,500?

Man in the yellow tie for $1,500.

Okay, the first snowboard was made by tying two skis together, and it was called the...

Snowler.

Snowler?

It's gonna be snurfer, right?

It is.

I have to be a snurfer, that's the funny part.

It is.

I knew it.

That's cool.

Sold for $3,600 to the woman in stripes.

Next up is the Scion Limited Edition 920 Lightning.

Freestyle, border cross, border cross, right?

You know, I got through med school by picking B on all my multiple choices.

That's how you got through med school.

Yeah, yeah.

Air high five.

Air high five.

Good job.

Good job.

Oh, it's still first.

Okay, that concludes the auction.

Thank you so much for your generous support.

I hope you all stay around for the dance.

I think that went pretty well.

Um, yeah, I'd say that adds up to a lot of happy campers.

Ben, if you have a moment, there's some people I'd like you to meet.

Oh, okay, uh, I... Oh, but, uh, Ben, you promised me this dance.

Sorry.

Can't keep a lady waiting.

Man.

How can you...

Thinking on your feet, huh?

Should've worn my flats.

I might have to be on my feet all night if she keeps hounding you.

I could do this all night.

So, given all the boards are cyan winter swords, I'm guessing that's where you work?

Nothing escapes your eagle eye, Inspector.

Ben, can I steal a quick photo?

Oh, I don't know, uh...

It's just for our next promo event.

You two are such a lovely couple.

Okay.

Wow.

Thank you.

Camera check?

Publicity shy.

So, you deal with the public.

I try and avoid it.

Well, we seem to be in it now.

Are we?

I didn't notice.

Works for cyan winter sports.

Doesn't like publicity.

You are quite the mystery, Ben.

Oh, well, that's good.

Because you like mysteries.

Hey, you mind if we, uh, get a bit of air?

Maybe grab some champagne?

It's so beautiful.

The lights and the snow.

I wish I knew about this place earlier.

But the library?

I wouldn't come here to write.

Sort of reminds me of my favorite spot back home.

Favorite spot?

Yeah, it's just this cafe.

Sort of a bookstore, too.

Anyway, they make their own scones.

Wait, not the one in Ballard.

With the chandeliers?

Exactly.

What, you've been there?

I go there all the time.

That is so weird.

I wonder how we've never crossed paths before.

Maybe it's a sign we were meant to be here.

Yeah, it's probably a good thing.

Yeah.

I can see how things can get pretty overwhelming.

Yeah.

Oh, that's your public-facing job at Cyan Winter Sports?

Look at you, detective.

You've almost cracked this case.

Yes, but there is one set of dots that I can't seem to connect.

Why come here if you don't want to be recognized?

I don't know.

I just figured if I came up here when I first fell in love with the sport,

maybe it would all stop feeling like work, you know?

Maybe I could just press reset and start over.

Well, here's to new beginnings.

All sorts of new beginnings.

You know, for someone who's not dating, you're pretty comfortable on an outing.

Well, maybe it's the company.

Anyway, the whole not dating thing is sort of a recent development.

So, who was he?

It wasn't about a guy.

It was about me.

Like you said, hitting the reset.

Although, I guess there was a guy.

Well, I wish I could thank him.

For what?

For whatever he did to lose you.

If he hadn't, I might not have met you.

One more dance?

One more dance.

Thank you.

Did you get this from the list of restaurants that Megan left for...

No.

Livingston, Ben Livingston.

You know, I think Jennifer went home.

Oh man, I never got to meet all those people.

I mean, we don't have to keep dancing.

We don't have to.

But we could.

That is not your phone.

That is totally someone else's phone.

I'm so sorry.

Do you mind if I...

Just really quickly.

I just have to check.

Yeah.

It might be my boss.

I'm really sorry.

This is so embarrassing.

I... What is it?

Well, apparently, it's highly urgent that I call my boss back immediately,

stat, ASAP.

Okay.

I'm so sorry.

No.

Do it.

This won't take long.

This is a little late for a business meeting.

I'll just call.

What's up?

Yes.

Hey.

Kara.

Oh, hey.

I didn't know you two were still here.

Look at you.

Fancy schmancy.

Yeah.

Perfect blizzard attire.

I'm guessing Ben roped you into that work event.

Kicking and screaming.

Mm-hmm.

How are you two doing in there?

Well, we destroyed.

Well, I wouldn't say destroyed.

It's not a cage fight or anything like that.

And we still have another round to go.

Hey, how did you finish that final post so quickly?

Well, I... I... I haven't actually started.

Which I'm guessing is what all these emails and texts are about.

So if you'll excuse me.

Good luck.

Oh, next round.

Let's go.

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Hi.

I got your text.

I don't want you to worry.

I'll have that last post to you by midnight.

So you haven't written it yet?

Uh, no.

I haven't.

Good.

I think we might be able to take it in a bit more of an interesting direction.

Happy ending for you and the reader.

I'm not sure I understand.

I'm looking at a photo of you.

I'm looking at a photo of you at a charity event tonight.

Okay.

With Ben Livingston?

I mean, I went with a friend named Ben, if that's what you're asking.

So you know him?

Yes.

Yes, I think I do.

The CEO of Cyan Wintersports?

Wait, Ben is the CEO?

The photo went live?

So what does that mean?

She's a girl I met here.

Why do I even have to explain myself?

I mean, I... Okay, look.

I know I said I'd take no risks, but...

She's a what?

It's a publicly traded company.

Livingston's been on the entrepreneurs to watch list for the past three years.

He did tell you all that, didn't he?

Well, not in so many words, but... Of course,

he's a known player, but you're smart.

I'm sure you sniffed that out pretty fast.

Are you sure?

The man I know is nothing like that.

I mean, if anything, he's honestly... Tell you what.

I'll text you a link and you can decide.

Okay.

Just try it for yourself.

Hold up.

Your publicist said what?

Kara's a journalist.

Worse, a relationship journalist.

One whose entire career, apparently, is based on

writing about her own life, about her own dates.

Are they any good?

It doesn't matter.

Okay.

I don't want to wind up in one of them.

Look, what Publicist D said is probably best if I head back tonight.

Do what you've got to do.

I gotta write back.

Figure something out.

Are you sure you don't want to talk this out with Kara?

I mean, maybe there's an explanation.

No, no.

I gotta take this for what it is.

It's a sign.

It's a sign that this wasn't meant to work out.

See you in Seattle.

Kara, you don't have to be the victim in all this.

What are you talking about?

Let's turn the tables on this guy.

Make the last dating cleanse post about Livingston.

How you met the ultimate toxic bachelor and threw him back.

I'm not using someone's name to get a higher click-through.

You don't have to do anything.

I mean, there are plenty of people who are

perfectly happy working on the beauty desk.

I didn't think you'd be one of them, but maybe I was wrong.

Diane, I... I'm simply asking you to think about it, okay?

You have two and a half more hours.

I'm texting you the headline right now.

Diane?

Great.

That battery.

Hey.

Sorry, my call ran a little long.

Yeah, I got a call too.

You know, I'm kind of beat.

I think I'm gonna head back up to the chalet.

But you know, Sean and Megan I think are gonna stay for a while.

Maybe you should hang out and stay with them.

No, I gotta head back up anyway to get my truck.

Some stuff came up.

I gotta head back to the city.

Tonight?

Yeah, okay.

Well... You better get going.

Right.

The longer we wait, the harder it'll be.

Best just to... get it over with.

Sure.

The drive, I mean.

Okay.

And presenting the trophy to the newly crowned queen of ski trivia.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

And to you too.

You deserve it.

Yeah.

Yeah.

How is it I've never seen you before and we live three blocks away from each other?

I mean, maybe I was meant to run into you here.

Run into you.

Bump into you.

Oh my... Too soon.

You know, this is gonna sound crazy, but I'm almost, almost glad that you did.

I mean, I haven't had this much fun since...

since I started working.

You say that like it has to end.

Well, I am going home tomorrow.

Yeah, true.

But I was thinking maybe we could...

Guys, sorry to do this, but we've just been informed that the roads are closed.

Now, they'll be back up once the plows get through, but maybe find a comfy couch.

Could be a long night.

I guess this is it.

Yep.

Drive safely.

Anyway, I have a lot of writing to do.

Yeah.

Oh, great.

Let's see how bad it is.

Where's that old radio?

Uh, I got it.

With snowfall of about 2 feet expected and temperatures dropping to minus 40,

residents are encouraged to stay inside.

With the road closures in Powder Bowl, Wenatchee Peak, and Clare Lake.

Looks like we're stuck here.

You ready to try this?

Yeah.

Hang on.

My fingers are numb.

I know.

Freezy.

Yeah.

I don't get it.

How did you manage to use all those matches on the fire pit?

I had to.

I couldn't use the easy light logs.

Why not?

Because then you would have won.

How could I not have the only chalet in the world without a lighter?

Who needs a lighter when you have a Girl Scout, a battery, and a steel wool?

You're a lot better at that than me.

Well, you must be good at some things.

How else would you become the CEO?

Carrie, I was trying to tell you before the auction.

To be honest, I'm surprised you didn't figure it out.

What with, you know, being a journalist and all.

Do you have a problem with that?

You tell me.

I might be a little biased.

Journalists haven't always given me a fair shake or done their fact checking.

So that story about you wasn't true?

You read it.

And just so you know, I'm not that kind of journalist.

I'm more on the romance and relationship side.

I write lists about dating.

Well, like, ten first date don'ts?

It was actually twenty, but yeah.

That's funny you should mention it.

You know what the first one was?

Never leave abruptly.

I guess I deserve that.

Look, my publicist got upset when the picture of us went live.

He said it would be best if I just left.

So, it wasn't your idea?

No, are you kidding?

I didn't want the night to end.

Look, I'm gonna tell you everything and let you be the judge.

No matter how this ends between us, I don't want it to be because of secrets.

Will you just hear me out?

Indoor camping.

This is quite an end to the weekend.

Huh, Sean?

No complaints here.

I mean, nothing went the way I thought it would this weekend.

But in a way, I think it was exactly what I needed to get out of my way.

Don't I know it?

I mean, with my devices gone and, let's face it, my

boss gone, I realize how much I'm missing out on life.

I need to make a change.

I need a long-term plan.

I was, uh, more worried about your short-term plan.

Really?

Why?

Like, I don't know.

Dinner Monday?

I know this great French restaurant in our neighborhood.

They serve a mean soufflé.

Maybe I can plan that far ahead.

So I'm in college in Boulder, boarding every day.

And I just think the boys can be better, you know?

So I start shaping my own.

Just clowning around with fiberglass and epoxy in my dorm room.

But then my friends start buying them.

One of them goes pro, and boom.

Sion was born.

That sounds like a fairy tale.

Yeah, it pretty much was.

Until we went public last year.

Then the board of directors took over, and they decided I was the brand.

And my life stopped being mine.

All of a sudden, the people I was with, the

people I dated, they all affected the bottom line.

Something tells me this is where the world champion skier comes in.

You know, we were only dating for about a month.

She was trained pretty hard, said I was distracting her.

And so we broke up.

A week later, she blew out her knee, tanked at the gym.

And the press decided a broken heart sounded better than a broken knee.

Of course, it ran just as we were launching our women's line.

The board of directors almost fired me just to keep up appearances.

Appearances?

But the company's yours.

No, it's the shareholders' company.

And the board reports to them.

They vote Monday on if I get another term.

So what now?

Well, they told me to stay out of the public eye.

Mm.

You know, Ben, our lives are pretty different, but I sort of get it.

Not knowing where you end and your work begins.

That pretty much sums it up.

But I was wrong not to just tell you all this stuff.

No, I can see why you didn't.

Look, we came up here to reset, not to meet someone.

The whole dating cleanse was... Dating cleanse?

Oh, yeah, it's a series of articles that I'm writing to... Oh, no, what time is it?

Uh...

1145?

Oh, I was supposed to get my last post in today and before midnight.

Well, there's no one stopping you.

But I can't.

My phone's dead.

My laptop's dead.

Can it wait till the power's back on?

No, I have to do this now.

Otherwise, I might never.

Okay, well, you just fine.

Yeah?

Yeah, got a few minutes of juice left, and, uh...

I'll send it out when the Wi-Fi's back on.

Oh, thanks.

This won't take long.

Wait, you're doing it in there?

It's freezing.

Yeah, I have to.

What that skier said about you is true.

You are distracting.

I'm gonna take that as a compliment.

Don't get ahead of yourself.

That was fast.

Yeah?

It's weird how easy things are when you know what you need to do.

Think your boss will like it?

I don't think it's what she's expecting, but let's just say it's what she's getting.

I'm kind of inspired.

Believe it or not, I've come to a realization this weekend.

What's that?

Some risks are worth taking.

Hey,

hey, hey, we've come to rescue you guys.

The storm finally let up a bit.

The roads opened up a little sooner than we thought.

Oh, look at that.

Hey, we can heat up the pizza now.

Yeah, we've got wine.

We could have a picnic.

Yeah, have a seat.

Unfortunately, we're gonna have to eat and run.

Yeah, this storm is just opening.

There's a bigger one coming in a few hours, and the roads could be closed for days.

And I have a 6 a.m.

hip replacement on Monday.

Sorry, buddy.

I'm gonna start packing.

I might need a hand.

So, it seems like our outings come to an end.

So it seems.

But we are in the same area code, which means...

I only have to ask for seven digits of your phone number, which is way less awkward.

Uh, I don't know.

What if your company doesn't approve?

If they don't, I might just have to get a new company.

I think this is your phone.

Uh...

Uh...

Just gonna warm up the truck.

You want to explain this?

Look, Ben, I know what this looks like, but my boss, she sends me these headlines,

and I... How did that even come up?

No, it's from before.

Before what?

Before my phone died.

Nothing you're saying makes any sense.

Okay, but you have to believe me.

Please, this is just a big misunderstanding.

Is it?

Because it seems like it's black and white.

This is all my fault.

I should have told you what I was working on before.

No, this is my fault.

I was looking for signs when there weren't any.

Thanks for driving.

If I keep my eyes on the road, I won't have to

think about how badly I messed things up with Ben.

Well, if you need an additional distraction, I'm about

to power up my phone for the first time in 24 hours.

Good luck.

Oh no.

Oh my goodness.

I gotta make a call.

Do you mind listening in?

I might cheer you up.

Megan, thank goodness.

Are you alive?

Are you close to the city?

How are your hands?

I'm fine.

Sorry to bother you.

I just need to check the schedule.

Ugh, my schedule's a mess.

The intern who covered for you put it on East Coast time.

Monday at 9am.

Is there time to fit in another interview?

For the new position, of course.

What's the candidate's name?

I want to look them up.

Megan Marcand.

That's... you.

Yes, it is.

When I was screening the candidates, I realized that I was just as qualified

and I know your business better than anyone else.

It's just, I'm... I've never thought of you that way.

Well, it's never too late to try.

Huh.

Well, till Monday then.

Make sure you bring your resume.

Okay, thank you.

I can't believe you just did that.

Me neither.

I... Well, if Diana's ever going to see me

differently, I have to see myself differently.

Do you mind helping me update my resume?

No, of course not.

It's a great idea.

You know, sometimes people need to see things

on paper to realize what they've been missing.

Hey, what's up?

I thought we were eating at your office.

Yeah.

We might want to find a new lunch spot.

Oh, no.

Did the board vote to, uh... They didn't get the chance.

I quit as soon as I walked in the door.

You quit the company you founded?

Well, I founded one company.

I found another, right?

That's the idea, anyway.

So you're free?

Well, why aren't you jumping up and down, cheering?

Right.

Her.

Yeah.

You know the article Kara wanted me to send to her boss?

The one I thought was some expose about me?

It wasn't.

I don't understand.

What was it?

Here, maybe I'll just read it to you.

Dear Miss White, I cannot tell you what a

learning experience Mallory Magazine has been.

I've had some great experiences, and I've learned a

great deal about the industry, people, and myself.

However, in light of my acceptance into a graduate program,

please accept my resignation effective February 1st.

Now, Kara, I know you didn't write this, did you?

Look, I know how vindictive men can be, so if that Livingston guy wrote this or

convinced you to write it, we can just delete, delete.

I mean, unless...

I really did learn a lot here.

I see.

I just, uh... I wish I would have known what I could have done differently.

Nothing.

You have a magazine to run here, and that's what you have to do.

This is just what I have to do.

Well, I don't agree with your choice, but I do admire your conviction.

Few people have it.

Hang on to it.

Okay.

Go get him.

Hey, Kara!

I'm gonna miss you around here.

Me too, Miss Operations Manager.

This came for you.

Thanks.

I was afraid he wouldn't show up.

And yet here I am.

Look, I know I'm sorry won't cut it.

You could always try it out.

I am really, really sorry.

Anyone seeing that headline would have thought the same thing.

No.

I should have given you the benefit of the doubt.

Well, I'll have plenty of time to think about forgiving you...

when I'm in grad school.

You accept it?

That's awesome.

Congrats.

I'll have plenty of time to make it up to you.

I quit my company today.

What?

I don't understand.

Well, it's a long story, but...

going up to Clara Lake, meeting you...

it made me realize it was time to start something new.

Wow, I had a hard enough time quitting my job...

and it wasn't even a company I started.

Yeah, well, it wasn't my company anymore.

But the next one will be.

Well, I can hardly wait.

What are you thinking of making?

I'm not sure yet.

But probably a helmet with room for a ponytail.

So what, you just walked into the board and said I'm leaving?

No speech?

No press release?

Well, I had this.

But that was just to remind me.

Of what, your hatred of wine charms?

No.

Of a girl I met one winter weekend...

who taught me that some risks are worth taking.

So can I ask you on a real date?

Well, we are in the romance.

Section.

You know, at one point in my life, I would have called that a sign.

And now?

I think I'm through with signs.

It's time to make some of my own.

To actually hear what I'm saying I think we'd be just fine

But that's just your choice

Me!

Me!

Oh! Yes!