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Abigail Miller's office,
this is Caitlyn.

Hi, Karen.

Yes, I know it's Christmas Eve

but she's working on
the fashion show.

Because it's on the 26th.

Well, you're either coming
tonight or open presents

at your desk tomorrow morning.

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

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

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

You know what?

She's down in the
art department.

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

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

in the oven.

Are those Leighton's dresses?

Yep, all hemmed and tailored,
buffed and polished.

How do they look?

Not bad.

Your designs were a
million times better.

Abigail should really put
you in the fashion show.

Leighton is her daughter and
I am just her assistant.

She barely cares what
my name is let alone

what my designs look like.

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

Have you never even
shown them to her?

Doris, are you crazy?

Your New Year's resolution
should be to believe

in your talent.

I do.

I mostly do.

Showing my designs to Abigail
Miller would be like jumping

in the deep end of
a swimming pool.

Filled with sharks.

Well, by midnight New Year's
Eve I will change your mind.

Right before we get romantic
kisses from two handsome men

at a uh, elegant ball.

What men?

What ball?

We were just planning
on binge watching TV

and eating our
weight in ice cream.

It's New Year's Eve.

Anything's possible.

Ok, the chances of us
getting kissed at midnight

at some fancy New Year's
ball is just as good as

Abigail Miller wanting
to see my dress designs.

Abigail Miller's office,
this is Caitlyn.

Ok, I got it.

She's on her way.

Ok, I am gonna go hide
behind my sewing machine.

And please remind her
that it's Christmas Eve

and that some of us are
on Santa's nice list.

Caitlyn?

Abigail.

I have your messages
and Leighton,

your dresses have arrived.

Oh, thanks, Caitlyn.

I want you to add Lady
Isabelle and Prince Jeffery

to the guest list for
the fashion show.

Who?

They're only one of
the hottest couples

in the world right now.

I don't really pay attention
to that stuff usually.

It's your job to pay attention
to stuff like that.

Anyway, they're here
for the royal family's

New Year's Eve charity
thing and the rumour is

the Prince is going to propose.

On New Year's Eve?

Wow, that's so romantic.

Yes.

Anyway, it'll make
a great cover,

so I want to wow them
at the fashion show.

I'll take care of it.

Abigail... some of the
staff was wondering...

it's- it's Christmas Eve.

And?

And they wanna go home, mom.

We have tons of work to do.

Caitlyn, remind me.

Which one shows up first?

Is it the ghost of
Christmas past?

Fine.

Go be merry.

Thank you.

Merry Christmas.

No.

No.

Definitely not.

Mom, I like that one.

Lady Isabelle is going
to see your dresses

at the fashion show and if
we play our cards right

she's going to be wearing one

when the Prince proposes
to her on New Year's Eve.

Ok. I get it.

But it is Christmas Eve.

Can't this wait?

This could be your big break.

This is much more
important than Christmas.

Let's get to work.

Caitlyn, we're late!

I know, my mother just sent me
a picture of a kitchen timer.

Wait until you see how
much food she made.

We're gonna have
leftovers for weeks.

Oh, the freezer's already
full with all the food that

my folks sent home
after Thanksgiving.

I can bring some to work.

We work at a fashion magazine.

Nobody there eats.

Ok, no telling jokes
like that tonight.

My parents are already
freaked out that I quit

my steady teaching job
to work in fashion.

Well, have they
seen your designs?

Yeah, they think they're cute.

What?

They're beautiful.

Lady Isabelle should
see this one.

The Prince would take
one look at her in this

and propose on the spot.

Ok, we have to go otherwise
my mother is going to send us

a picture of her weeping
over a burned turkey.

Ok, ok.

Ok, ok.

Someday your prince will come.

Who's home is this again?

Lord and Lady Atwood.

You met them at the
opera a few months ago.

Oh, yes.

I think it was a
race to determine

which would put me
to sleep faster.

Them or the opera.

Luckily they are vacationing
in Italy and have given you

free run of the place
and a suitable venue

for the New Year's Eve ball.

I suppose it's appropriate given
what everyone's expecting me

to do at this year's ball.

It is a tradition in your
family, Your Highness.

All the men have proposed
on New Year's Eve.

I'm painfully aware of
the traditions, Barnaby.

I've lived my entire life
within their strict confines.

It's just that
sometimes I wish that-

Let me show you both

where the New Year's Eve
ball will take place.

Hello, darling.

Did you get settled in
your room, Lady Isabelle?

Yes, I did, Barnaby.

Thank you.

We must make sure to thank
Lord and Lady Atwood

for their generosity.

Oh, Jeffery, we should
take them to the opera.

Wouldn't that be fun?

Yes, it would be.

Oh, Jeffery.

Oh, this room is
beautiful, isn't it?

Yes, it is.

This will make a wonderful
place for you to host

the New Year's Eve gala.

We have so much to do.

Interview caterers,
choose an orchestra...

I have to find a dress.

Isabelle, darling,
it's Christmas Eve.

Perhaps we could
put a pin in that

until after the holiday?

Jeffery, this is
quite important.

We must make sure that
everything is perfect

when the king arrives
on New Year's Eve.

Yes, of course.

I'm still full.

I told you not to have seconds.

I think it would have made
your mom cry if I didn't.

Oh, hello, Abigail.

How was-

Do you have the updated
guest list for tonight?

Yes, I have that right here.

Hi, Leighton.

How was your Christmas?

Jingle all the way.

Let me know the moment
Lady Isabelle arrives.

And Doris, I think we should do
another fitting for the models.

We've already done two.

Well, let's do three.

It has to be perfect.

Caitlyn, why is this
Christmas tree here?

Because it was
Christmas yesterday?

Yesterday is like wearing
last year's fashions.

Get rid of it.

Somebody got coal
in their stocking.

Mmmhmm.

Hello.

Lady Isabelle Collins
for Abigail Miller.

Hello. Welcome.

Thank you.

Lady Isabelle?

I didn't know you were here.

Caitlyn, why didn't you
tell me she was here?

Well, I hope you're
ready for this evening.

We are going to have some
amazing designs for you to see.

Hopefully I'll fall in
love with one of them

for the prince's New
Year's Eve gala.

I want to look stunning
when he, well,

when whatever happens
that evening happens.

Yes, let's talk about that.

Oh, I- I forgot my notebook with
all my plans for the party.

A messenger should
be bringing it.

Caitlyn, go downstairs and
wait for the messenger.

Ok, I'll take care of that.

They'll be carrying a red book.

You can't miss it.

Good.

So, I've been thinking about...

The messenger would
have delivered

the notebook, Your Highness.

I know, Barnaby, but I wanted
to get out of the hotel.

It's New York City.

I'd like to experience
it while I'm here.

You have a busy schedule today,

are you sure you don't want
to change into something

more befitting your position?

Are you saying I look
like a commoner?

Never, Your Highness.

You look like a man
with a purpose.

Perhaps an unshaven one

but a man with a
purpose nonetheless.

Barnaby, I've spent
my entire life

being treated like a prince.

That's a bad thing?

No, but just this once, in a
city where nobody knows me,

I don't want to be Prince
Jeffery, house of Wallingford

next in line to the crown.

I just want to be... Jeff.

I could be Jeff.

You can be anything you
want to be, Your Highness.

Now you're just humouring me.

No, I would never do that.

Here we are.

Jeff.

Oh.

Hi, excuse me?

Is that for Lady
Isabelle Collins?

Why, yes it is.

I'll take that.

I'm- I'm sorry, who are you?

I'm Abigail Miller's assistant
and they are waiting

for that upstairs.

I really should
take it up myself.

They sent me down to get it.

You see, Isabelle is-

Waiting for me to bring her

that notebook and she strikes
me as the kind of woman

that gets what she wants.

Does she?

Oh, yes.

I mean, she's dating a prince.

How do you even meet a prince?

Is there, like, a dating
app for that or something?

Probably.

Anyway, they are
waiting for this so...

You don't understand.

I wanted to meet Miss
Miller because I'm-

I get it.

You're a model, and you
think that if you get

in front of the editor
of Appliqué magazine

she'll put you on
the next cover?

Model, really?

You're a very handsome
guy, I'll admit that,

but the last person that tried
to slip Abigail a headshot

got carried out by security.

Oh dear.

Yes.

And they are waiting for
this notebook upstairs

and if I'm not there
in a couple minutes

I will be the one
being carried out.

Well, we wouldn't want that.

No.

Two conditions.

Ok, what?

One, you have to
tell me your name.

Caitlyn.

And I suppose the
second condition

is I'll have to
give you my number.

No, no.

It's as simple as this.

You must promise me that
the next time we meet

you won't be embarrassed by
what has transpired here today.

What makes you think
we will meet again?

And why would I be embarrassed?

Just a hunch.

Ok, deal.

Now, can I please
have the notebook?

My name is Jeff, by the way.

Well, thank you, Jeff.

I'll be sure to give you
a good review on Yelp.

Hello?

Doris. Have you left yet?

Just leaving the house.

Oh, good.

I need you to bring me a dress.

Why?

What's wrong with
what you're wearing?

Abigail said I look
like a waitress

from an all-you-can-eat buffet.

So we're guessing her
New Year's resolution

is to be less mean.

Please just bring me a dress.

Ok, well which one?

I don't know, any of them.

Um... the red one.

The red one?

Oh, really?

Doris, please just pick one.

Ok.

Oh, Doris, what
took you so long?

All the guests have already
arrived and Abigail won't let me

in the ballroom until I change.

Sorry.

Here.

Doris, what did you do?

This is one of my dresses.

It's beautiful and,
more importantly,

it's too late to do
anything about it.

Oh, I am gonna get you
so good for this.

Ok, I'm gonna be backstage with
a bunch of size zero models.

I'm already being punished.

There they are,
the happy couple.

Oh, Jeffery, this is Abigail
Miller from Appliqué magazine.

Your highness.

She has graciously
offered to help

with the New Year's Eve gala.

Wonderful.

You know it's a benefit for
the royal family foundation

which funds a number
of youth programs,

scholarships, on-the-job-

Jeffery, she doesn't
need the sales pitch.

She's already agreed.

Any assistance you can give
will help a lot of people.

Well, we're all about helping.

And we want to make sure
that we do anything we can

to make you happy.

Lady Isabelle, I want you
to pay special attention

tonight to the fashions
from Leighton Miller.

Oh, fashion talk.

That's my cue.

Excuse me.

Oh, Jeffery!

You clumsy man, you ruined
the Prince's jacket.

No, no, no.

It was all my fault.

Are you ok?

I'm so sorry.

I'm fine, thank you.

Yes, your jacket has taken
quite a hit, Your Highness.

Oh dear.

Ladies, you'll have to
excuse me while I go try

to make myself a little
more presentable.

Alright.

Oh dear.

I'm afraid this is not going
to work, Your Highness.

Yes, I think the shrimp
cocktail won this round.

I'll go check with the
hotel to see if they have

something that might
get this out.

Thank you, Barnaby.

I'll wait for you in the hall.

Oh, I didn't-

I'm so sorry!

Oh, I'm sorry.

No, I'm- that... you.

What- what're you doing here?

Actually, I'm-

Oh, I get it.

You're a messenger by day,
cater waiter at night?

Very perceptive, Caitlyn.

I know you're trying to
make it in this business

but this is not
the way to do it.

Alright, what would you suggest?

Do you have an agent
or a manager?

Someone that looks out for you?

Yes.

His name's Barnaby.

Great.

Well, then he needs to be out
making contacts on your behalf.

You need to make him work for
you, because the chances

of you meeting someone important
here are pretty slim.

I met you.

Right.

Well, if you think I'm important
you really do need help.

I do know all of the great
modeling agencies in this town

and I'm sure that one would
be happy to sit down

and talk with you.

You would do that for me?

I know what it's like to want to
be something more than you are.

So give me a call after the
holidays at the magazine.

I'm not giving you my number.

I didn't ask.

By the way, the
dress is beautiful.

You look lovely.

Thank you.

I'm still not giving
you my number.

Caitlyn should be any minute.

I'm here, I'm here.

I'm sorry.

It's about time.

We should start the show.

I know, I'm sorry.

Hello, Lady Isabelle.

Caitlyn, your dress is stunning.

Thank you.

This is exactly the sort
of thing I'd like to wear

to the New Year's Eve party.

Where did you get it?

Actually, I-

Did you take it from the office?

Is that one of our spring line?

Caitlyn designed it.

Doris.

You did?

Caitlyn, this is gorgeous.

Thank you.

Do you have others?

I'd love to wear something
like it to my party.

What now?

Yes, she has lots
of other designs.

Wouldn't you like to wait

until you see the
show this evening?

Oh, well, certainly.

But if Caitlyn's other
designs are this good...

Caitlyn, shall we meet tomorrow
to go over what you have?

Yeah, sure.

That would- that would be great.

Text me your location and
a time and I'll be there.

Great.

Abigail, I didn't-

We just need to get
the show started.

Right.

I'll go tell the stage manager.

No, I want you to go
backstage with Doris.

And you help Leighton.

And I want you to stay there.

Everything has to go smoothly.

Ok, I can do that.

Did that just happen?

That just happened!

Lady Isabelle will be
wearing one of your dresses

when the prince asks
her to marry him.

I don't even know
what to do with that.

Abigail does not
look very happy.

Who cares?

I care.

She's my boss.

What if she fires me?

She's not gonna fire you.

She just exiled you backstage.

Although I guess this means
you're not gonna get

to meet the prince.

Oh, I am so ok with that.

I've had enough fairy
tale for one evening.

Here you are, Your Highness.

Oh, thank you, Barnaby.

Oh, hello?

Good, someone found my phone.

Hi, uh, that's my phone.

Yes, it is.

Hello, Caitlyn.

Wait... is... Jeff?

You said you weren't going to
give me your phone number.

And technically I didn't.

I just gave you my
entire phone, it seems.

I suppose you want it back?

Yes, please.

Um, I can come to you.

No, no.

My place is a mess.

I was heading out shortly
soon, I could drop it by.

Really?

That would be great.

I need to get ready
for a meeting.

I'll text my address
to the phone.

Alright then.

See you soon.

So, wait.

A future princess wants
one of your designs

and a cute model answers
your phone when you call it?

You should buy a lottery ticket.

Right?

Uh, speaking of future princess,

I have to call Lady Isabelle.

Oooh.

Yes, that would work perfect.

I'll see you then.

Thank you.

That was the designer that I
told you about last night.

Designer?

Yes.

The one with the dress
that I liked so much.

I have a few errands
to run first

but perhaps we could
meet for lunch.

Sounds lovely.

Where are you off to
dressed so casually?

I'm returning a lost mobile.

Oh.

Why don't you have one
of the staff to do it?

I'm sure that Barnaby-

No, no, no, no, no.

I'd rather do it myself.

Why?

That's not the sort of thing
a prince should be doing.

That's why.

I like the idea of doing
things regular people do.

Yes, but we're not
regular people.

Doesn't that bother
you a little?

No, not in the slightest.

Hmm.

Well, I like the idea of being
regular every now and then.

I will see you at lunch.

Yes.

Lady Isabelle will be here
in a couple of hours.

Lady Isabelle.

that is so cool.

See, I knew it would just
take someone with taste

seeing your work.

Oh, she definitely has taste.

She is so elegant.

I feel like a bull in a
china shop around her.

Did you even see the prince?

No.

Abigail didn't let me come out
front by the time they left.

Well, maybe he'll come with her.

Mmm.

Oh, we need to straighten up.

Yeah, it might just be
easier if we moved.

Ok.

Oh- Oh-

Kitchen.

Are you sure you don't want
me to return the phone,

Your Highness?

No, this will just
take a minute.

You were right.

We meet again and I am
indeed embarrassed.

This isn't precisely
what I meant but...

Hello.

Oh, Doris, this is Jeff.

Um, Jeff, this is
my roommate, Doris.

Lovely to meet you.

Why do you look so familiar?

You must have been in a
magazine or something.

I've been in a few, yes.

Well, that must be it then.

Anyway, thank you again
for returning this.

Do you want me to give you
a reward or something?

No, no.

It's not necessary.

You came all the way down here.

Really, it was no bother.

Maybe you could buy
him a cup of coffee?

We need to get our place ready
for our visitor, remember?

Well, I can take
care of that and...

you want a cup of coffee,
don't you, Jeff?

As a matter of fact, I do.

Ok, I shall get my coat then.

Here.

I'll need to help you.

Thank you.

You know that this is
just me saying thank you.

We're not...

Oh, no.

Of course not.

Besides, I'm seeing someone,
so no ulterior motives.

Ok.

Doris, I'll see you later.

Lovely to meet you.

You, too.

Have fun.

Oh my... ok.

Pick up.

Pick up!

No!

Ok.

Oh my gosh.

There you go.

Thank you.

Mmm.

This is good coffee.

I'll have to
remember this place.

There's one on, like, every four
blocks so it won't be hard.

Shall we sit?

Sure.

We don't have these
back at home.

You don't?

I thought you were from Britain.

Your accent.

No.

No, I'm from a small
country in Europe.

Most people have
never heard of it.

I'm only in New York
for a short while.

Oh, well, how are you
liking it so far?

I love it.

It's so energetic and colourful.

There's just so much to do.

Why, yesterday I
took the subway.

You- you've never
ridden a subway?

No.

It was amazing.

It was a little crowded and
there were some unusual smells

but uh, besides that it
was quite an adventure.

It can be.

Maybe next time you
can take a cab.

So what is it like
working in fashion?

It seems so glamorous.

Well, I'm just an assistant so
I haven't really experienced

the glamour part of it all yet.

Yet?

What are your aspirations?

I wanna be a designer.

Hmm.

I mean, I am a designer,

I just haven't had much
success in it yet.

But I'm hoping that that's
all about to change.

Really?

I have this amazing opportunity.

I don't wanna talk
too much about it

because I don't wanna jinx it

but it could really be a
new beginning for me.

That's exciting.

Well, not as exciting
as riding the subway.

No.

No, it's not.

So you said you're
seeing somebody?

Yes, for a couple years now.

Sounds serious.

Yes.

There may be an engagement soon.

Really?

Have you decided how you're
gonna pop the question?

It's actually been
decided for me.

How does that happen?

It's a tradition of sorts.

All the men in my family
have proposed just

before the stroke of
midnight on New Year's Eve.

Really?

That's so romantic.

It's supposed to
symbolize a fresh start.

A new beginning, so to speak.

Two lives becoming one.

That's crazy romantic.

I'm totally stealing
that when I get engaged.

Is that happening soon?

Considering I'm not
even dating anybody?

No.

Not this New Year's
Eve, that's for sure.

There will be more.

You know, I hear they
have one every year.

Well, this is me.

So thank you for
rescuing my phone,

which I must have left upstairs.

I leave that everywhere.

It's like a sickness.

I really need help.

Perhaps that could be your
New Year's resolution.

You know, it's almost as
good as getting engaged

at the stroke of midnight.

Thanks again.

Good luck.

Jeffery.

Isabelle.

What're you doing here?

Well, I told you.

I was meeting with the
designer, Caitlyn.

Wait, you're-

Is everything alright,
Your Highness?

Highness?

He's the prince!

He's the- he's the prince.

Oh, Jeffery, you should
be ashamed of yourself

not telling her who
you really are.

I know.

I'm truly sorry.

No problem, your... excellency?

You call him "Your Highness".

Please, just call me Jeffery.

Not Jeff?

Um, no.

Jeff is busy with his
modeling career.

You'll have to forgive him.

He enjoys his anonymity here
perhaps a little too much.

Certainly.

Anyway, I believe it's fate
bringing us all together.

Caitlyn, your
designs are lovely.

Thank you, Doris.

You're welcome, Your Highness.

Oh, uh, or soon-to-be highness?

Lady Isabelle is just fine.

Oh.

Oh, this is it.

Elegant and romantic.

I- I love it.

You really like that one?

I do, I love it.

It'd make me feel
like a princess.

Metaphorically
speaking, of course.

What do you need to have
it done by New Year's Eve?

Doris, would- would you help?

Make a dress for a lady?

Yeah.

Uh, yes.

Great.

Well, then we just need to
talk measurements and fabric.

I believe that's
our cue, Barnaby.

Yes, Your Highness.

Isabelle, I'll see you at lunch.

Alright, darling.

Again, I'm sorry.

You did warn me not
to be embarrassed.

Ok.

Let's get started.

I will go grab the
measuring tape.

Alright.

Well, it's official.

Isabelle's going to
wear Caitlyn's dress.

Mom, it's ok.

No, it is not ok.

This is your opportunity,
not Caitlyn's.

She stole your shot.

She didn't steal anything.

Lady Isabelle liked her dress
and I don't blame her.

It was beautiful.

I am the editor in
chief of one of

the leading fashion
magazines in the world.

I decide what is beautiful
and what isn't.

Well, there's nothing
we can do about it now

because she's already
made up her mind.

Well, maybe we can get
her to change her mind.

Especially if Caitlyn
can't deliver.

I hate it when
your eyes do that.

It usually means you're
plotting something.

You know, it's going
to take a lot of work,

helping the prince and
Lady Isabelle plan

the New Year's Eve party.

Far too much work
for me by myself

but luckily I have an assistant.

But mom, if you load Caitlyn
up with party planning

then she's never gonna be
able to work on the dress.

Oh.

Yes, sure, but... ok, but I...
happy to do it.

Now I have to plan the New
Year's Eve party, too.

What?

Why?

Because Abigail says so.

I'm supposed to meet the
Prince and Lady Isabelle

this afternoon for a
catering audition.

Ok, free food and a
handsome prince?

I'm sorry, what's
the problem again?

He didn't tell me
that he was a prince.

Princes should be required
to identify themselves.

They should have to wear,
like, a name tag or a badge.

He did say he was sorry.

What if I said something
that would have caused

an international incident?

And now I need to work
on the party with him?

How am I supposed to do that and
get the dress ready in time?

We'll figure it out.

This is crazy.

Yesterday I was living a
normal life and now today

I'm somehow mixed
up with royalty?

Well, if it's a choice
between royalty and normal

I'll choose royalty any day.

You don't know that.

Yeah, I do.

Royalty comes with a castle.

I'm officially addicted to this
coffee and it is all your fault.

Thank you, Your Highness.

Jeffery is fine.

Is Lady Isabelle coming?

No, we're dividing
and conquering.

It was this or choosing
centerpieces and I thought food

was much more in my wheel house.

Mmm.

That is wonderful.

You don't get out much, do you?

I told you.

Yes, well you didn't
tell me it was

because you were a prince.

Yes, but remember, you said
you wouldn't be embarrassed.

But I was.

You made me feel like-

Caitlyn, I... I liked being
just Jeff for a little while.

It was nice talking to
someone who treated me

as a person instead
of just a prince.

I didn't mean to hurt
or embarrass you.

I hope you can forgive me.

Well, I presume that
this is all for us.

Yes, well, they gave
us lots of options.

It appears they gave
us all options.

Let's see what we have.

Marrow with framboise glise.

Sounds interesting.

Does it?

Not bad.

No.

Ok.

We'll um... we'll put
that in the maybe column.

So, the next one.

Artisanal seaweed and
oyster croquettes.

Sounds interesting.

Hmm.

An intriguing combination.

Do you eat fancy stuff
like this all the time?

No, no, not always.

Last week we had a simple
duck confit with pine foam.

That's simple?

Yes, why?

What do you eat?

Food.

Like, real food.

You know, the kind of
stuff Jeff would eat.

Yes, well, Jeff is not
throwing a New Year's Eve ball

attended by people who expect
fancy things like this.

Yes, well, you know,

I think deep down everybody just
wants a good juicy hot dog.

Hmm.

Do you know what?

Hmm?

That does sound good.

Mmmhmm.

This is remarkable.

Right?

It's so much better
than pine foam.

Best hot dogs in the city.

Life-changing.

You live in such
a strange world.

I know.

I mean, strange to me.

I just- I could never fit
in with your friends.

Most of them are hangers-on.

They like the idea of being
in proximity to royalty.

So then why invite
them to your party?

The ball is a fundraiser for
the royal family's foundation.

We sponsor scholarships
and after school programs

for at-risk youths.

You'd be shocked at the- at
the statistics of the...

Sorry.

I've been accused of getting
a little carried away

when I'm talking about
the foundation.

I think there's a difference
between carried away and caring.

You're passionate about it.

There's nothing wrong with that.

I love it when I get a chance
to make a real difference

in people's lives.

So these hangers-on, they
just write big cheques

to come to your party?

Well, no, we auction
off pieces of artwork

from the royal collection.

They should be
arriving tomorrow.

Really?

Yes.

I used to be an art teacher.

Art teacher to dress designer.

I bet that's an
interesting story.

Why don't you come by
the mansion tomorrow

and tell me all about it?

If a prince is asking me

to do something am I
allowed to say no?

Absolutely.

Of course I could have you
thrown into a dungeon for it

but you could say no.

I should um... I should
probably get going.

You know, we only have four
days to get the dress ready

for Lady Isabelle.

Right.

We wouldn't want
to disappoint her.

No.

Hey.

Hey.

How was it?

It was... not terrible.

That's good, right?

Yeah.

Yeah, it is.

What can I do?

Make some coffee.

It's gonna be a long night.

Good morning.

I'm up. I'm good.

I'm doing it.

No, no, no, no, no.

Stop. Stop.

Ooh.

Yeah, you're doing this wrong.

No.

No, I'm so sorry.

No, it's ok, it's ok.

It's an easy fix.

Were you up all night?

No.

Maybe.

What's the date?

The 28th.

It's three days until the ball.

Actually, that's only, like,
two days until the fitting.

There's so much to
do for the party.

There's so much to do.

Abigail, she... she keeps
going, keep requests,

like how is it
supposed to happen?

Oh, ok, Caitlyn, just relax.

Ok?

I'll call in sick to work today.

It'll be fine.

No, I cannot ask you to do that.

It's ok, I want to.

Unless, of course, you
wanna trade places

and I'll go look at
fabulous works of art

with the handsome prince.

It's not like that, we're
just planning a party.

I don't care what it's like.

In my head this is the
perfect princess fantasy.

Only it's you instead of me,

but I'm good with
living vicariously.

Ok, please Doris, between
the dress and the party

and the whole prince thing,
it's stressful enough.

Let's not make this something
that it doesn't need to be.

Alright.

Abigail.

Hello, Abigail.

I know.

Yep, I know.

I know.

Ok.

I- I'll be right there.

Go.

I got this.

Ok, I'm going.

You know you're not
actually moving, right?

Mmmhmm.

Yep.

You're late.

I know, I'm sorry.

Oh, that's alright, they
have just started to unpack

the artwork so...

Good.

Caitlyn, I'm not giving
you too much work, am I?

No.

No, not at all.

Everything should
be done in time.

Should be?

Isabelle, perhaps we should
talk about an alternative

for your dress-

It will be done.

Everything will be done in time.

Well what about the party?

You're not going to drop
the ball on that, are you?

No.

The music, the
food, the flowers?

And we're reviewing the
artwork this morning.

I think Caitlyn has
everything well in hand.

I'm sure she does.

Well, Abigail and I are off
to find fabulous things to go

with my fabulous
dress and afterwards

perhaps we can go over seating
charts for the party.

Sounds great.

Wonderful.

Goodbye.

Shall we?

Well, we have a little time
before they're ready for us

to look at anything, so...
coffee?

I have so much to
do before the ball.

I- I don't know if I
have time for coffee.

Well, lucky for us the person
throwing the ball does.

Don't make me threaten you
with the dungeon again.

Coffee it is.

Ok.

Caitlyn, you really
should relax.

It's going to work
out just fine.

Yeah.

I hope so.

You sound unsure.

I've never made a dress for
a real live human being

other than myself.

Well, I have the utmost
confidence in you.

It just- it... has to
be special, you know?

I mean, especially if you're gonna...
you know.

Ask Isabelle to marry me.

Yes.

The fashion show the other
night, that looked spectacular.

Oh, yes, well Abigail does
nothing less than spectacular.

It must be really challenging
working for someone so...

exacting.

Exacting.

That is a word I will
have to remember.

It's not always a
barrel of laughs

but I have learned so much.

It's basically been like a
crash course in fashion.

You know, sometimes I feel like
the crash test dummy, though.

If it's any consolation I feel
like that most days myself.

Hmm.

Is this that point in the
conversation where the rich,

handsome prince with the
beautiful girlfriend

is going to tell me
how hard his life is?

No.

No, no, no.

My position affords me great
luxury and great reward.

And I'm not just talking
about the palaces.

Oh, palaces.

More than- more than one?

Yes.

I can't even keep track.

But seriously, it
is an honour to be

a member of the royal family.

The people of our country
are hard-working,

decent and generous.

I hear a "but" coming.

But a lot of things
are decided for you.

Like what?

Like who your friends are,
where you can go to school,

and who you shall marry.

Excuse me, Your Highness.

There's a call from your father.

Take a message.

You want me to take a
message from the king?

Yes, I do.

May I take a message,
Your Majesty?

I like this for you.

Oh, that is quite pretty.

I love when designers
give me things to wear.

What do you think about this?

Mmm...

Message received.

Thank you.

I just wanna give you
everything you want,

whether it's the
party or the dress.

You seem concerned.

Well, Caitlyn's never done
anything like this before

and it might be a good idea to
have a little back-up plan.

You know, just in case.

Oh.

Well, what did you have in mind?

Oh, well, um... this is
just off the top of my head

but many of the dresses in the
fashion show are available.

Maybe you could look
at a few of those

and see if anything might do.

I mean, just in case something
happens with Caitlyn's dress.

Well, I suppose that
isn't a bad idea.

Having a back-up
plan couldn't hurt.

Exactly.

But I'm sure that Caitlyn
will come through.

It would take something
quite big for me

to change my mind
about that dress.

So wait.

The first thing you ever
designed was a princess costume?

It was for the school play.

My mother, bless her
heart, she tried so hard,

but I took one look at it and
went "no, please, let me".

How old were you?

Uh, six.

Brilliant.

So that made you want
to become a designer?

Well, it primarily made me
wanna become a princess,

but yeah.

I never thought of it that way.

To me it's always
been just clothes.

Oh, no.

It's so much more than that.

Fashion is about expressing
ourselves from the inside

by what we wear on the outside.

So if fashion was your calling,

why the detour
into teaching art?

I was young and felt like
I needed a back-up plan.

Before I knew it that back-up
plan had taken over.

So then one day you just decided
to change your whole life?

Yeah.

Believe it or not it was part
of a New Year's resolution.

Really?

Mmmhmm.

You're kidding.

No.

It was kind of one
of those things.

I had broken up with someone

that I had been
seeing for a while.

Nothing dramatic, we just...
we wanted different things.

And that started making me
think about the other things

that I wanted in my life.

It was kind of time
for a fresh start.

I find that quite remarkable.

Thank you.

But of course you did also
say that about the hot dog.

Pales in comparison.

Oh, wow.

I love this one.

It is lovely.

Here's this sort
of average woman

and she's wearing
this stunning gown.

Look at the way she's
holding her face.

Like she can't believe
how beautiful she looks.

This is how the dress
made her feel.

This is what fashion can do.

That's her fresh start.

I think we should
go with this china.

Ok.

I'm not convinced about
the flatware though.

Oh, I can have them bring in
others and you can see it.

Yes, let's do that.

Great.

Any update on the dress?

It will be ready for
your fitting tomorrow.

Wonderful.

And the art auction?

It's all set.

The pieces are beautiful.

I can't believe they're
willing to give them up.

Part of being royalty
is making tough choices

for the greater good.

Certainly gives me an
insight into the world

that most aren't
able to appreciate.

The extent of royalty and
nobility in my family ends

with my uncle Duke.

Yes.

Being Lady Isabelle is much more
than just a title I inherited

and should I one day be asked
to join the royal family

I'll consider it a great honour.

It's much more than just a
childhood fairytale about

becoming a princess.

I think you'll make
a great princess.

Oh, thank you.

I do, too.

Now, if we could just convince
Jeffery to embrace that.

I'm sure he will.

Yes.

He just needs to focus.

Distractions are such
a terrible thing.

Don't you think?

I thought for sure Caitlyn
would crack under the pressure

and then I could swoop
in and save the day.

Mom, just leave it alone.

I can't find one of my dresses

that Isabelle would
want, anyway.

Well, keep looking.

We have to find something
that's ready to go

before everything
comes crashing down.

Why would it crash down?

Because we're going to
give it a little push.

Mom, why is this so
important to you?

Leighton, why isn't this
more important to you?

Because I want to succeed
or fail on my own merits,

not because my mother is
playing puppet master.

My darling, this is a
cut-throat business.

I am just trying to
provide a few advantages.

And I appreciate that.

But just don't do
anything too crazy.

I will be the very
picture of restraint.

Just a little...

push.

Oh, let me see.

This could work.

Ok, I've got a couple hours

until I need to get
back to the mansion.

What can I do?

Go take a nap.

You must be exhausted.

It's two days until the ball.

I can sleep next year.

Ok.

Grab some beads.

Ok.

Oh, wow.

This is beautiful.

It's a beautiful design.

You know, you and Lady
Isabelle are almost exactly

the same measurements.

You should ask for it back after
the ball and you can wear it.

Where would I wear
a dress like this?

Yoga?

This would be a
great yoga dress.

No, this dress is definitely
made for a princess.

Hello, Abigail.

Yes, but I'm supposed
to- Right, but... now?

Ok.

I'll be right there.

Now there's an emergency at the
office with the next issue.

I have to go in.

What?

You know she's trying to
overwhelm you, right?

Yeah.

Now what?

Jeffery.

Wh- what're you doing here?

I'm on the way to review
the auction brochures.

Abigail suggested
you should join me.

Unless you are
sick of me by now.

No.

I couldn't get sick of you.

But I can't.

Abigail is making
me go into work.

She said she wanted
you to sign off

on the brochures personally.

Ok.

Would you be able to bring them
by the office for me to review?

I would.

Ok, great.

Doris, do you need anything?

If I do I can handle it.

Would it help if Barnaby stayed
here in case a need arises?

That would be amazing,
if Barnaby doesn't mind.

If that's what you
want, Your Highness.

The driver can take you
wherever you need to go.

Or, if all else fails, I'm an
old pro at the subway now.

Well, thank you again, Barnaby.

And Doris, if you need
anything please call.

Ok.

Well, that was interesting.

Quite.

Ok, so do you see
any other problems?

No.

Excellent work.

I never would have seen
half those errors.

I work at a magazine.

It's my job.

Well, thank you.

You have gone above and
beyond on everything.

Oh, no. Thank you.

You've been so kind
and supportive.

You and Isabelle, of course.

You know, I never...

I never really did hear
how the two of you met.

We were introduced
at a ceremony.

I can't remember what for.

Monarchies love
their ceremonies.

Oh, yes.

Well, they have to use
all those scepters.

Yes.

Anyway, she'd heard that
one of our board members

was planning on stepping
down and was interested

in taking over his place.

Well, that sounds really nice.

Isabelle is a lovely young woman
and I care for her deeply.

I feel like there's
a "but" coming.

My father has decided it's
time for him to step down

and for me to take
over the throne.

However, he insists
that I marry first.

What do you want?

Shall I escort you home now?

Oh, no.

You don't have to do that.

It's no bother.

I need to retrieve
Barnaby, anyway.

Right.

Um, well, in that
case, thank you.

You know, you can sit down
if you want, Barnaby.

Thank you, miss.

I'm fine.

How do you do that?

Do what, miss?

Just stand there.

Quietly, not moving.

I've had a lot of
practice, miss.

How long have you
worked for the prince?

I joined the employ of the royal
family when Prince Jeffery

was ten years old.

Wow, that's a long time.

You must know him pretty well.

I'd say so, yes.

He seems like a good guy.

Yes, he is.

And Miss Caitlyn seems
quite lovely, as well.

She is.

She's the best.

Shall I?

Uh, sure.

Go for it.

Barnaby.

Hello, Ms. Miller.

Abigail.

Hello, Doris.

I came to talk to Caitlyn
about the party planning.

Well, I thought she was
at the office with you.

Is this Isabelle's dress?

Yeah, it's not done
yet but that's...

She's going to love it.

Is that the prince I see?

Where?

Right there.

To the right.

I don't see him.

I'm sure it's him.

Over to the right.

I don't think so.

Well, maybe I was mistaken.

Would you just tell Caitlyn that
I will speak to her tomorrow?

It's only a couple days
until the new year.

Do you have any resolutions?

I want to make sure that the
foundation is in good shape.

Of course there will
be a wedding to plan.

Right.

What about you?

What are your resolutions?

Oh, I have a few.

A million.

How about top three?

Ok.

I want to take more chances.

Because quitting your art
teacher job to pursue

a dream career was
playing it safe?

That's the thing.

You know, I did that and
then I started another job

that wasn't actually
what I wanted.

I didn't really start
taking chances until...

Until when?

Until you and
Isabelle came along.

You know, now my design is
gonna be worn by nobility

and featured on the
cover of a magazine.

What are your other resolutions?

The usual.

Friendship, love, silly stuff.

Love is not silly.

Not if you're doing it
correctly, at least.

It should be exciting
and unexpected.

It should come out of nowhere.

I hope that'll happen
to me some day.

I hope so, too.

Mom, I got your message.

What's going on?

Come look.

What... is that Caitlyn's dress?

The one and only.

Until now.

What're you talking about?

What is the biggest sin in
the world of exclusive,

one-of-a-kind fashions?

That they're not one-of-a-kind.

Exactly.

So, what?

You're gonna have someone
make a duplicate?

How are you gonna do
that in two days?

We don't have to.

We just have to make people
think there's another dress.

I have someone in the art
department working on it

and when they're done nobody's
gonna know it isn't real.

Ok, I still don't understand.

Then we'll have someone
publish the photo

and it won't be
one-of-a-kind anymore.

And Isabelle won't want it,

and we'll have a
Leighton Miller original

ready to take its place.

Mom, do you remember when I said
don't do anything too crazy?

Leighton, I am just trying to
help you launch your career.

Mom, this is not the way I
wanna become successful.

I could never live with myself.

Ok.

You promise?

No more cartoon villain plots?

I promise.

Um, well... have a good evening.

Thank you.

You too.

Barnaby. Shall we?

Ok.

Let's get to work.

What was that?

What was what?

The whole "have a good
evening" and "you too"

and let's both stare at the
floor uncomfortably thing

that just happened.

That didn't happen.

Uh, yeah.

It really did.

Ok, well maybe spending
so much time with him

has made it easy to forget
that he might be proposing

to another woman in 48 hours.

You're falling in love with him.

No I'm not.

I'm just-

Caitlyn, I saw how you were
looking at him earlier.

See, that's the thing.

I can't do that.

It's not right.

He was looking at
you the same way.

Don't say that.

Why not?

Because he's dating Isabelle.

And he may be asking
her to marry him.

But what if he doesn't?

Doris, he's a prince.

He's gonna be king.

I don't fit in that world.

It's a fairy tale and
fairytales don't exist.

Ok, so you're not falling
in love with him,

but do you like him?

It doesn't matter.

Because it's not gonna be me
that he's kissing at midnight

on New Year's Eve.

Is there anything
I can do to help

with whatever may be troubling
you, Your Highness?

What makes you think something's
troubling me, Barnaby?

Because I've known you
since you were a child.

If I may say so, Your Highness,
you've never been very good

at disguising your feelings.

Something that's landed
me in a spot of trouble

more than a few times.

Do you remember
when you were 16,

the incident with the car?

The one I took without
permission and proceeded

to knock down an 18th
century statue with?

That would be the one.

I have a vague
recollection, yes.

What I remember is the look
on your face the next time

you were driven somewhere.

Even though you were traveling
in a way that a person

of your station is expected to,

it's not what you wanted.

You wanted to do it your way.

Yes, that's true.

But look how that turned out.

Maybe it was worth the risk.

The statue of my great
great-grandfather

would likely disagree.

If Caitlyn is-

She is.

But when I took that
car for a drive

somebody could have
gotten really hurt.

It's not worth the risk.

Hello.

This is Lady Isabelle Collins.

I'd like to speak with
King Richard, please.

Thank you.

It's perfect.

Isabelle, you look radiant.

I do, don't I?

Brava, Lady Isabelle.

Thank you, Barnaby.

But the real cheers
go to Caitlyn.

Oh, I couldn't have
done it without Doris.

Oh.

Well, you both
deserve the credit.

I couldn't be happier.

We still have a few
small tweaks to make.

Um, let me mark.

They'll be done in time
for the party tomorrow?

Oh yeah, this is easy stuff.

We'll do this, we'll
have it cleaned

and we'll deliver
it in the morning.

Wonderful.

This is the start of big
things for you, I predict.

Excuse me, I'll be right back.

Caitlyn?

Are you ok?

I'm fine.

I'm sorry, I just
got a little...

dreams don't come
true very often,

so it's just a bit overwhelming.

If you're overwhelmed by this

imagine what it'll be like

when everyone at the
party sees the dress.

We may have to reassign
Barnaby to be your bodyguard.

Right.

Um... about that.

I don't think that going to the
party is a great idea for me.

Nonsense.

You arranged the entire gala.

The staff can run it,

and Abigail will be
here to make sure.

But when your dress
makes its debut

everyone will want
to speak to you.

You will be the
centre of attention.

Yeah, but I shouldn't be.

You and Isabelle should be.

Especially if you're going to...

Ask her to marry me.

Are you going to ask her?

Well, it certainly is what

everyone's expecting
me to do, right?

I think that being there
would be very hard for me.

Are we still talking
about the dress?

Of course we are.

There's nothing else we could
be talking about, right?

I suppose not.

It's a shame, really.

You know, look on
the bright side.

You got to ride the subway.

Yes.

Yes, yes, I did.

And I had a delicious hot dog.

Life-changing.

I told you.

And what was that cheese on top?

No. No one knows.

It is best not to ask
questions like that.

Where did Caitlyn go?

I wanted to ask her
about the ball.

Oh, I think she just stepped
out to get some air.

Is she alright?

Oh, I'm sure she'll be fine.

These last few days have
been great for her.

I don't think I've ever
seen her this happy.

Because of the dress?

Yeah.

Yes.

Because of the dress.

Ok, I've got what I need.

We'll see you tomorrow.

Oh, I'll walk you down.

Oh, ok.

I demand an answer to
this cheese mystery.

I could threaten to throw
someone in the dungeon

if I must.

You throw a lot of people
in dungeons, do you?

Yes, it's amazing.

Everybody loves
it in my country.

There you are.

Ah, Isabelle.

We were just-

Thank you again, Caitlyn.

The dress is simply beautiful.

You're welcome.

Uh, we should get going.

Ok, um, I'll be
back this afternoon

to go over the placements
of the artwork.

That's alright, Caitlyn.

I can take care of it.

Why don't you focus
on the dress?

Ok.

Will do.

Just give a call if
you need anything.

You know, Isabelle, I can
take care of all the details

of the ball if you-

Oh, no, no.

We- we must make sure
everything is perfect

before my mother
and father arrive.

Isabelle, I would have thought
that by now you would have

learned that when it
comes to our parents

there is no such
thing as perfection.

Still, I'll handle
it from here on.

You need to focus.

On what?

The future.

Our future.

This could be a very important
evening for us, Jeffery.

Yes, I suppose you're right.

You're going to be
a king some day.

And when that happens you'll
need someone by your side

to support you.

Someone that is acquainted
with our world.

Someone who is not
all starry-eyed

over the fairy tale fantasy
of a happy ever after.

But don't you want fairytale?

Don't you want
happily ever after?

What I want is you.

The real you.

I know you've been
enjoying your anonymity

while we've been
here in New York

but it's time to say
goodbye to Jeff

and return to who
you really are.

Prince Jeffery.

You know I only want
what's best for you.

I care about you.

We always say that.

What?

That we care for each other.

Well, it's true, isn't it?

Yes, yes, yes.

Of course it is.

But I just sometimes
wonder why we don't say

we love each other more often.

I'll be in my room
if you need me.

Alright.

That is a really
beautiful dress.

You've said that, like, ten
times in the last hour.

Well, it doesn't make
it any less true.

Are you really not
gonna go to the party?

I haven't decided yet.

Will Abigail even let you
not go to the party?

Oh, I'm sure she'd
love the opportunity

to be in the spotlight.

Well, you know I love you,
and if you don't wanna go

to the glamorous royal
New Year's Eve party

then I support you 100 percent.

But I am totally
going without you.

I wouldn't have
it any other way.

Who could that be?

Oh, I hope it's another prince.

Does Jeffery have a brother?

As a matter of fact, he does.

Really?

So you mean I still have a
shot at becoming a princess?

Is he single?

No.

My other son is married
with two children.

Your other son?

Yes, Peter.

That would be Jeffery's brother.

So that would make you the...

King Richard.

Huh.

I apologize for the
unannounced visit.

Barnaby told me where to find
you and I thought it best

to expedite a conversation.

Oh, it's ok.

It's not every day that a king
shows up at your doorstep.

I hope you don't
mind talking here.

Oh, not at all.

It's probably best we
keep Doris away from you.

She gets a little
excited around royalty.

Yes, I gathered that after she
attempted to kiss my ring.

Sorry.

I'll get straight to the point.

I came to New York
a little early

after a call from Lady Isabelle.

About what?

Well, she's concerned that
your relationship with Jeffery

may be complicating
things between them.

No, Your Majesty, it's-
it's not like that at all.

We've just been planning the
New Year's Eve ball together.

That is- that is it.

So you don't have feelings
for Jeffery then?

The more pressing question,

of course, is whether those
feelings are reciprocal.

Jeff, um... Jeffery
is a good man,

and he's going to
ask Lady Isabelle

to marry him tomorrow
night as planned.

Good.

I'm pleased to hear it.

Can I ask you a question?

Of course.

Have you been happy as king?

Leading a nation is about
tradition, humility, sacrifice.

These are things that
last a lifetime.

Happiness can be
measured in moments.

Happiness is fleeting.

Isn't that why we
should hold onto them

for as long as we can?

Well, it has been very
nice meeting you, Caitlyn.

It has been a pleasure to
meet you, Your Majesty.

Hello, father.

Ah, Jeffery.

You weren't supposed to
be here 'til tomorrow.

Yes, well I thought I'd
come a little early,

make sure things are
still on track.

Why wouldn't they be?

I spoke with Caitlyn Enderby
a little while ago.

You- you did what?

It's alright, relax, Jeffery.

I didn't banish her from the
kingdom, we just talked.

About what?

The nature of
happiness, it seems.

What?

Never mind.

She seems like a
lovely young woman.

She is.

And if circumstances were
different then perhaps...

look, I have been a king
for a very long time.

I was 18 when your
grandfather passed away.

I know.

It's in the history books.

Yes. But I prefer not to
be carried off the throne,

I would prefer to
step down gracefully.

But in order to do
that I need to know

that my successor is
ready to step up.

I know all of this, father.

Having a stable king is very
important to the country.

That's why I married your mother

so soon after I became King.

And I learned to love her.

You don't need to
convince me, father.

I'm prepared to step up.

But father, if circumstances
were different.

Your life is so weird.

I know.

It would be so much easier
if I thought that Jeffery

would be happy but
he doesn't love her.

I don't think she
loves him, either.

Well then do something about it.

What can I do?

Tell him that you're
in love with him.

I've known him for four days.

I'm not in love with him.

Ok, well then tell him that
you're falling in love with him.

Tell him that you think
he's your soul mate.

Tell him that you want to live
happily ever after with him

because you can't deny
that any of that's true.

Even if it's true,
it doesn't matter.

Happily ever afters don't exist

and I don't believe
in fairytales.

Look at that dress.

That is a fairytale
waiting to come true.

But not for me.

I'm sorry about my father.

Oh, don't worry about it.

He's just looking out for you.

It's his job.

Still.

Caitlyn.

Are you sure everything's
ready for the ball tomorrow

since you won't be there?

Oh, I'm sure.

It's going to be wonderful.

Well then thank you
for everything.

No, thank you.

Isabelle?

We have a huge problem.

What's wrong?

Look familiar?

That's my dress.

No, it... it can't be.

Obviously it is.

Caitlyn stole someone's design

and she's trying to
pass it off as her own.

What?

No, that's- that's not true.

I promise.

Isabelle, I am so sorry,

but it appears that you
are a victim of a hoax.

Caitlyn?

I swear to you, Isabelle,
this is my design.

Caitlyn, just stop the act.

No one's buying it.

There must be some
kind of explanation.

I don't understand what's
happened, but it has.

Isabelle, if you'll just
give Caitlyn the chance to-

I'm sorry.

The idea was to have
something original

and regardless of the
circumstances I can't wear this.

Well, luckily you
have a back-up.

You have a Leighton
Miller original.

Would you like to
go try it on now?

Oh, and Caitlyn?

You're fired.

Jeffery, I didn't
steal that design.

I believe you.

You do?

Of course.

This dress could only
have come from you.

I'm sorry.

Your Highness-

Don't try to stop me, Barnaby.

I wasn't.

I was going to wish you luck.

You're going to look
amazing in that.

Well, I suppose
it's good enough.

I need to speak to Isabelle.

Oh, well we were just talking-

Abigail.

I don't know what just happened

but I am certain that
you are behind it.

I suggest you leave quickly
before I call the royal guard

to have you arrested.

The royal guard can't arrest
anyone in this country.

I assumed that she
wouldn't know that.

Well played.

Well, considering
the circumstances

I think we should
go double check

all the arrangements
Caitlyn made.

I don't think that
will be necessary.

Jeffery, I know the two
of you became friends

over the last few days
but we must ensure

that everything goes
smoothly tonight.

I'm not going to ask
you to marry me.

What?

Isabelle, what just happened?

Jeffery, I can't
wear that dress.

It's not about the dress,

it's not about Caitlyn
for that matter.

It's about us.

You and me.

Are you breaking up with me?

Isabelle, I am sorry.

But what about the throne?

Your father will
never accept this.

Then I'll give up the throne.

Oh, Jeffery.

Isabelle, you just called
the dress "good enough".

None of this is good enough.

And yes, we care about each
other but I don't love you.

And I don't think that
you love me, either.

I know that I can't just
be a regular person

but if happily ever after
exists then I want to find it.

Doris, I need to
speak to Caitlyn.

It's too late.

What do you mean?

She's gone.

She took a bunch of
her stuff and left.

Gone where?

She went to go stay
with her folks.

I don't think she's coming back.

I see.

Well... if you speak
to her, tell her...

tell her thank you
for the hot dogs.

They were indeed life-changing.

What does that mean?

It means goodbye.

Come here.

Barnaby, I'm going to spend
some time with the staff

to make sure everything's in
place for the ball this evening.

Yes, Your Highness.

Your father has gone out,
he asked me to tell you

he wishes to speak to
you when he returns.

Right.

Yes.

Is it childish of me to put
that off as long as possible?

Not at all, Your Highness.

And I need you to run
an errand for me.

Certainly.

Please deliver this to Doris.

Ask her if she will send it to
Caitlyn at her parent's home

in Connecticut.

Sir, if I may?

Perhaps you should
deliver this in person.

Connecticut isn't far.

I didn't get a chance to
say a proper goodbye.

I don't know if I could
do that in person.

Please, Barnaby.

Doris ratted me out, huh?

I promised to ask the King
to make her a Duchess.

I always liked you, Barnaby.

I have something for you.

Great. Isabelle is suing me?

No, it's from...

Miss Caitlyn, may I ask you
a rather personal question?

Sure.

When did you realize
you liked him?

Here.

The coffee shop after
he returned my phone.

He was telling me how he
had ridden the subway

and it was this incredible
journey and so joyful,

and I thought how nice it
would be to have someone

that could experience that
kind of joy in my life.

What's this?

Invitation to the ball tonight.

Barnaby, I can't go to that.

Prince Jeffery will
not be proposing

to Lady Isabelle tonight.

What?

He didn't do that because-

No, no.

It wasn't because of you.

He did that for himself and
for Lady Isabelle, I think.

I'm proud of him.

I'm happy for him.

I still can't go to that ball.

Why not?

Because I liked being in that
world for a little, it was fun.

Princes and Kings

and fairytale gowns made
for princesses, but...

fairytales aren't real.

Not for people like me.

Caitlyn, we are
approaching the new year.

It's a time of wishes
and dreams and hopes

for what lies ahead.

Anything is possible.

Even if I wanted to go I
don't have anything to wear.

You designed a dress
fit for a princess.

It would be a shame for
it not to be worn.

Thank you, Barnaby.

You're welcome.

Father.

Jeffery.

I went to check on Isabelle this
morning and imagine my surprise

when I found out that she
was not coming to the ball

because you broke up with her.

We don't love each other.

We had a deal.

This was part of your
taking the throne.

I don't want the throne.

What?

Give it to Peter.

At least one of your sons
won't be a disappointment.

Jeffery you are not
a disappointment.

A frustration, perhaps,
but not a disappointment.

Is this about Caitlyn?

No.

I mean, not like that.

But she showed me it's
not about the titles

or the fancy clothes we wear,

it's about what makes
us truly happy.

And does she make you happy?

Very much so.

Well, as a wise young
woman once said

"you should hold on to happiness
for as long as you can".

But the circumstances.

I created the circumstances.

I can change them.

Are you sure?

I'm the King.

I can do whatever I like.

Your Majesty.

Isabelle.

Jeffery.

Aren't you going to
ask me to dance?

For old time's sake.

Of course.

I have a New Year's resolution.

Would you like to hear it?

Very much so.

I shouldn't settle for
good enough anymore.

Neither of us should.

That's a good resolution.

And maybe there really is a
fairytale out there waiting

to come true for both of us.

I haven't found mine yet but
you may have found yours

and I can't be the one
to keep you from it.

I care about you too much.

Thank you.

You have some nerve
showing up here.

Mom!

Leave her alone.

Leighton.

Caitlyn, I am really
sorry about everything.

She took a picture of your dress

then had the magazine's
art department

mock up that picture
for the paper.

Why are you telling me this?

Because I'm hoping maybe you'll
show me how you can come up

with something so beautiful.

And maybe give me tickets
to your first show.

You really think that
I can have a show?

I know you will because Appliqué
magazine is going to sponsor it.

Isn't that right, mom?

Well, I can't just-

Mom, can you really
just stand there

and tell me that this
dress isn't amazing?

It's very nice.

Thank you, Abigail.

And if you would like
your job back...

No, but thank you.

It's almost midnight.

It's time for a fresh start.

May I have this dance?

I would love to.

You look beautiful.

Thank you.

For what?

For helping me to believe
in fairytales again.

What about the tradition of
proposing on New Year's Eve?

I heard they have
one every year.

If you're not busy...

I'm not busy.

six... five... four... three...
two... one...

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year.

Happy New Year.

Happy New Year.