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This is Erika.

O-Okay, thank you.

Sharon, hi.
What a nice surprise.

Hello, Erika.

You didn't do that.

What? No, me?
No, no, no, I...

I'm far too busy to do something
like decorate a Christmas tree.

Attagirl.

Uh, so what can I do
for my favorite boss today?

Actually, I came to ask about
your Christmas wish.

My Christmas wish?

Your professional
Christmas wish.

Oh, well, if that's the case,

then is executive vice president
too much to ask?

Well, as luck may have it,

I happen to have some leverage
with the big red guy.

All you have to do
is help me out...

with my Christmas wish.

Ta-da!

Oh.

An In-Flight Magazine?

Are you buying a plane?

Mm-hmm.

The airline?

"Experience an old-fashioned
Alaskan Christmas

at the Garland Inn."

Garland?

Apparently,
it's this adorable little town

that's all about Christmas.

Yeah. I, uh...

The inn has its own observatory.

You're into astrology, right?

Yeah, uh, astronomy
is a hobby of mine.

Every year,
the owner invites the kids

to track Santa's sleigh ride
through a telescope.

Oh, wow. That's, uh,
that's really something.

Even has its own blog.

Talk about genius marketing.

Uh, sure. No offense,
but why do you want to invest

in a boutique inn
in the middle of nowhere?

That's exactly the point.

With our new Caribbean resort,

we already have
our summer vacations covered.

I want something to cater
to our winter vacations,

so I'd love if you could have
this wrapped up by Christmas.

You can do that, right?

Is this even for sale?

Well, it will be,

after my future
executive vice president

works her Christmas magic.

After all, Sharon Farris gets...

What Sharon Farris wants.

Yes! That's the spirit.

I'll have my assistant
arrange your travel.

Uh, my travel?

You didn't have
any holiday plans, did you?

Well, I was gonna go visit my
parents and go stargazing, but...

- So you're free.
- Mm-hmm.

I find it's best if we deliver
these deals in person.

Plus, I have a small list of
things I want you to check out

to assess the property.

Yeah, it's small.

So we're good?

Uh, uh, yeah, yep.

You can count on me.

Attagirl.
Bye for now.

Bye.

Ugh.

Bah humbug.

If you're calling
to cancel dinner tonight,

I can't hear you.

I'm calling to make sure
you save me

some of that apple and pear
thing on the menu. The, um...

The pear and apple galette
with walnut streusel?

Mm-hmm, with ice cream.

With all of the ice cream.

Uh-oh, what's wrong?

My incredibly demanding
and entitled boss

just asked me
to go buy her an inn.

And?

The inn is in Alaska.

Garland, Alaska.

Andy.

Andy.

Welcome to the world-famous
Garland Inn,

Mr. and Mrs... Larson.

- Oh, please, it's just Alana.
- And Oscar.

Ah. I am Andy.

This is even nicer
than the brochure.

Oh, just you wait.

We like to call this
the great room,

a place to sit, enjoy the fire,
read a book, take in the view.

We serve mulled wine and eggnog
every night at five.

And if you're hungry,

Hattie's Diner
is just steps away

- in the center of town.
- Oh.

The building has been
completely restored.

Some of our guests prefer to
spend their evenings out here.

- A fire pit.
- Ah, how cozy.

Yeah, well, it is Alaska.

We often have fires
going around here,

but if you turn this way,

you will see
my true pride and joy,

the Garland Observatory.

You know, if you get lucky,
you may just catch a glimpse

of one of Santa's
pre-Christmas runs.

It just so happens that Garland
runs smack in the middle

of his flight path.

We love that blog.

You know, she's read every entry
to our granddaughter.

Oh, and that bit about Rudolph

having a direct line
to the National Weather Service?

How did you even
come up with that?

Well, what can I say?

That's Garland for you.

Okay, okay.

What?

Andy?

Oh. Hey, Dad.

Son, I have a meeting.

Can you...
you need to move the camera.

Now all I can see is your chin.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

There he is.

What's up, kiddo?

I know it's your busy season,

so I don't want to keep you,

but I wanted to let
my main investor know

that we got our first official
guests of the Christmas season.

And here I was just
talking to the mayor

about how tourism's been slow.

So how many reservations
are there?

Well, uh, you know,
we just opened up the bookings.

- Uh-huh.
- But I did get a great write-up

in Venture Airlines'
In-Flight Magazine.

I mean, it's less of
a travel magazine

and more of a handout
that you get

with your little bag
of pretzels,

but hey, every little bit
helps, right?

You'll never get anywhere unless
you take those little steps.

That's what I always say.

Dad, do you think
Mom doesn't know

that you eat cookies all day?

Why do you think all she keeps
in the house is reindeer food?

If I have to eat
any more celery and carrots...

Hey, Cousin Andy!
How's it going?

Good tidings we bring
to you and your kin.

Get it?

Looking as festive
as ever, joy.

Everyone's already assembled
in the conference room,

and you have a call waiting
on line four.

Something about real estate.

Listen to our
managing director over here.

She runs a real tight ship.

You mean a tight sleigh,
don't you, Frank?

Want me to have him
call you back or...

Put him through
and make him make it quick.

- Bye!
- Son, I'd better fly.

Dad, try and eat
some of the celery.

I was thinking
on the way over here,

maybe I'm overreacting.

You know how Sharon gets.

She's gonna get bored

and decide to throw her money
at something else soon.

You remember last summer,

when she just had to buy
an amusement park?

Or... maybe it's fate.

Right.

Think about it.
It's Christmas,

you're single,

and your boss
just happens to fly you

to your ex-boyfriend's hometown.

I just really want
the promotion.

The ex-boyfriend,

who, in my humble opinion
as your best friend,

set the bar so high
that it made you

the pickiest single lady
in Seattle.

Please!

You're not
the least bit curious?

One, I am not the pickiest,
all right?

I just happened to be fine...

well, mostly fine...
being on my own.

And secondly, last I heard,
Andy was dating that doctor.

So no, I don't care.

Well, I may or may not have done
some online reconnaissance.

- Steph!
- And apparently,

that doctor lives
in San Francisco now,

heads up some sort of surgery
at a hospital there.

Well, maybe
they're long distance.

Although Andy wouldn't consider
long distance with me

when he moved back to Alaska.

Oh, yeah.
You definitely don't care.

What if it's Andy?

Oh, Erika, I miss you!

Ha ha.

Hello. Erika McNicholl's phone.

And just for that,
the rest of this is mine.

Hello! Claire Cullen calling.

I'm the executive assistant
of Frank Holliday

of Holliday Shipping.

Isn't that his father's company?

Shh...

Uh, hi, Claire!

To what do I owe the pleasure?

Well, Mr. Holliday has been
speaking with your employer,

and he wanted me to let you know
that he is very interested

in hearing your proposal.

Wait. Mr. Holliday
owns the inn?

No. Mr. Holliday
is just an investor.

The inn is actually owned
by his son Andy.

Andy.

Yes.

But as Mr. Holliday has
a significant financial stake,

he is open to hearing whatever
offer your firm wants to make.

Hello? Are you still there?

Uh...

Please hold on a moment.

I can't do this.

You said it yourself.

You want the promotion.

Yeah, but you heard
what she said:

Andy owns the inn.

I thought you didn't care.

I don't.

Then it shouldn't matter.

You're right.

Unless you do care,

in which case, it matters a lot.

Yes, I'm back.

Okay, so shall I tell
Mr. Holliday you're coming?

Yes.

Great! It's all settled then.

I will get you accommodations
at the inn.

Wait. At the inn?

And please don't hesitate
to call me

if you have any other questions
about your travel.

You are not throwing away
a promotion

because you're scared
to see an ex-boyfriend.

She'll be there with bells on.

Jake, we're gonna need
another galette over here.

Maybe two.

There's plenty more
where that came from.

- Thank you.

Oh, excuse me. Duty calls.

- Garland Inn.
- What's up, son?

Oh, hey, Dad. What's up?

Claire just got off the phone

with a real estate
investment firm.

Real estate investment?

You're not thinking
of closing up shop, are you?

Goodness, no.
They're interested in the inn.

My inn?

It's some Seattle big shot

who thinks it'd be
a good investment.

I think it's a good investment.

Even though you never
have any guests?

Sometimes I wonder how you can
even afford the mortgage.

Let me worry about that,
okay, Dad?

Look, son, you've done a really
great job with that place.

So great, in fact,
that some big-city moneybag

has come out of the woodwork
to snatch it up.

And I don't suppose
Claire told Mr. Moneybags

that the inn wasn't for sale?

Andrew, you're not thinking
big picture.

This way we can
count our profits,

and you can finally
start training

to take over
the family business.

You do intend to take over
for me, don't you?

I do... someday.

It's just...
It would be nice

to have accomplished
something on my own first.

Well, they're sending
someone from their office

to evaluate the property.

Let them make an offer.

It's at least you can do
as a responsible businessman.

Okay, uh, I will consider it.

You know, there's a nice
corner office over here...

With my name on it.
I know, I know.

Frank, you're late for
the inventory meeting. Come on!

Gotta run! Talk to you later!

Okay. Bye, Dad.

Bye, son.

More nog?

Thank for flying
Glacier Airlines

at Anchorage
International Airport.

connecting flights to Juno,
Ketchikan, and Fairbanks

are at gates 2, 5, and 3
respectively.

Welcome to Alaska.

So...

- Martin, right?
- Yeah.

About how long is the drive?

It's just about two hours.

Oh. Not exactly
tourist-friendly is it?

Well, it used to be easier.

Unfortunately,
the town pilot sold his plane

a couple years back.

Wow.

It's so beautiful.

Everyone really goes all out
here for Christmas, huh?

Oh, of course.
In fact, around these parts,

people will start
putting up their decorations

right after Labor Day.

Huh. You don't say.

Does Holliday Shipping

still bulk up their workforce
this time of year?

Well, it is
Frank's busiest season.

Mm-hmm.

You seem to know quite a lot
about this place.

Oh, well, it's just
some research I did online.

One question I couldn't find
an answer to, though,

was what exactly they ship.

I mean, it seems that Frank
is doing pretty well for him...

excuse me... Mr. Holliday is
doing pretty well for himself.

Yeah, a little of this,
a little of that.

But mostly he just ships
whatever the elves make.

Ah, I get it.
The elves. Cute.

Is that why you guys like
Christmas so much around here?

Well, that's Garland for you.

All right, thank you.

My pleasure.

- Erika McNicholl.
- Claire Cullen.

On behalf of Mr. Holliday,

I'd like to welcome you
to Garland, Alaska.

Oh, thank you.

I trust you had a good ride in?

Oh, it was great.

Martin gave me the grand tour.

Let me know
if you need anything.

Thank you.

"Taxi and printer."

Yep. Garland Star.

One of the first community
papers in the county.

You know, a lot of us Garlanders
wear two hats.

Speaking of, I hope you brought
one or two for yourself.

Jack Frost will be nipping
at your nose in these parts.

And maybe a pair
of practical boots.

First of all,
these are very expensive boots.

But secondly,
it won't really matter

because I don't plan
on staying very long.

- That's what they all say.
- What's that?

Now, if you find yourself
getting hungry,

I recommend you go see Hattie
over at the diner.

She makes the finest figgy
pudding you've ever tasted.

Ah, let me guess.
She'll bring it out here.

Where else would she bring it?

Well, yeah, I meant like the...

you know, never mind.

- Good to see you, Erika.
- Okay.

- I'll just grab these.
- Great. Thank you.

Okay.

Okay. You could do this.

He's just an old friend.

Okay.

Here we are.

- Oh, you got that.
- Yeah.

- Okay, come on in.
- All right.

- Isn't it nice?
- Oh, yeah, beautiful.

He's around here somewhere.

Oh, when in Rome.

Be right out!

Oh, sorry. I just...

Um, I was just getting
some, uh...

Oh, uh, some more
Christmas decorations.

I was hoping to get them up
before you got here.

Okay, I'm sorry.
Would you mind?

- I...
- Andy...

My dad said you came
all the way from Seattle.

Andy, I'd like you
to meet, um...

Erika?

Andy.

Um, you're Mr. Moneybags?

Uh, well you're probably
referring to my boss,

and she would probably prefer
"Ms. Moneybags."

Long time no see, huh?

- Yeah.
- Hi.

Uh, you two know each other?

We do. And my!

I must say
the years have been kind.

Well, I could say the same
for you.

Uh, who would have thought
my city-dwelling architect

would blossom into
a small-town mountain man.

Not that, like,
that you're mine, you know,

or that you're
a mountain man or...

You know, I don't know
why I said that.

Well, I must say you're the last
person I expected to see

in Garland, Alaska.

Well, that makes two of us.

Uh, however my boss...

Ms. Moneybags.

Indeed. Is very interested
in acquiring the inn

as an investment property.

Well, does she know,
you know, that you and I...

- No.
- Oh, okay.

Well, then it's fate.

Why does everyone
keep calling it that?

What else would you call it?

A coincidence?

Yeah, I think "fate" has
a little bit better ring to it.

Whatever you want to call it.

Um, your father's office
has indicated

they would be very receptive
to an offer, so...

what about you?

What about me?

Would you be receptive...

to an offer?

- Oh!
- Most certainly.

I asked him.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

Well, I told my dad
that I'd hear you out,

but honestly, I put my heart
and soul into this place.

I sold my plane
to help finance it, so...

But be honest.
What do you think?

Oh, it's, it's cozy...

and, uh, very quiet.

Well, that's because
it's constantly

underperforming the capacity...

What she's trying to say

is that it picks up
closer to Christmas.

Okay, uh, well, look,

Andy, if my boss wants
something bad enough,

I can guarantee she'll make it
worth your while.

I see.

Sharon Farris gets
what Sharon Farris wants.

- Sharon Farris is your boss?
- You know her?

I've read a couple
business magazines. Wow.

Erika McNicholl, you've done
really well for yourself.

And I'll be doing even better

if we can come to an agreement
on the inn.

Ah, I see someone's been
dangling carrots.

Well, you know the routine.

I know reindeer food.

He is, of course, joking.

Well, look,
just hear me out, okay?

Consider the offer.
That's all I ask all.

All right, well,
before I hand over the keys

to everything I've been building
for the last five years,

can I at least
show you to your room?

Please.

Well, that is
a very festive sweater.

Yeah. My cousin joy makes them.
She works for my dad,

and she says that knitting
calms her nerves,

and since this is
the busy season...

- Okay.
- Yes. Yeah, here we are.

- Here we are.
- Thank you.

Yeah.

Okay.

Wow.

Well, this is it.

You made this, didn't you?

Yeah, and the barn doors
into the bathroom

and the side tables.

Hmm.

Slacker.

Um, you're probably gonna want
to keep the thermostat up high

'cause it gets chilly in here,
and speaking of which,

you did bring real boots, right?

What is it about my boots?

Relax. I'm good.

Of course. Well, uh,
I guess if that's it...

Uh, Andy?

Be honest.

Are you performing
below capacity?

It's gonna be fine.

I promise.

- Have a good night.
- Thanks.

Hey.

Hey, lady.
Guess you made it safely.

It's like you knew
I was freaking out

with your crazy best friend's
sixth sense.

You found Andy.

And how's he look?

I'm not dignifying that
with a response.

Ooh! So he looks good.

And now I'm staying at his inn

while trying to sell it out
from underneath him.

I mean, tell me, am I really
supposed to build my career

off of my ex-boyfriend's
professional failing?

I'm more of a glass-half-full
kind of gal.

Oh, you should see
this place, though.

I mean, it is beautiful.

You can see him in every detail.

But you know, of course,

he can't possibly make it
what it could be or should be,

the way that Sharon could,

not with all her money
and connections.

Then tell him that.

He doesn't want to sell.

Listen, I know
I've made a lot of jokes

about you seeing Andy again

and taking a vacation,

but honestly,
you've been in a rut lately.

Are you saying
that 80-hour work weeks

and a limited personal life
are a bad way to live?

I'm suggesting just be open.

- Open?
- To whatever comes your way.

To the quietness
of a small town,

to one Christmas where
you're actually not working.

Well, two out of three
ain't bad.

Yeah, you know what?
You're right.

You're absolutely right.
I'm already here.

Might as well
make the best of it.

Now you're talking.

You know what I'm gonna do?

I am gonna order
some room service,

I'm gonna get
a good night's sleep,

and then I will
start fresh again tomorrow.

In Alaska.

With Andy Holliday.

That's my girl.

Thank you, my friend.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Right. Oh, room service.

Let's see.

Menu.

Hmm.

Okay, then.

Oh!

- Oh!

Sor... Uh, sorry.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I was actually just about
to head out

and get some food
and maybe some coffee.

I'm dying for a cappuccino.

Oh, yeah, there isn't
a coffee shop for like 30 miles.

- Oh.
- But if it's food you want,

Hattie's Diner
is right around the corner.

Oh, well, good to know.

Yeah. I was gonna grab a bite.

If you want to join,
we could, uh...

We could catch up.

Sure, yeah, it'd be nice.

Anyway, this is it.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

Oh, well, hello, stranger!

Welcome to Garland.

Oh, Hattie, I presume?

Guilty.

Is that a Joy original?

Of course.

You were right.
Joy is quite prolific.

Hattie, this is my friend Erika.

Hi. Erika McNicholl.
Nice to meet you.

Erika, it's good
to see you again.

Oh, it's Martin,
the taxi-driving publisher.

Well, now, that's catchy.
I might have to borrow that one.

Wait a second. The person coming
to look into buying the inn

is Erika McNicholl from Seattle.

Hattie, um...

Remember what I said
about small-town life?

- That's Garland for you.
- That's Garland for you.

- Come, let's get you kids fed.
- All right.

Erika, lucky for you,

you have come to
the new-and-improved Hattie's.

Oh, well, still no espresso,
though, right?

No but we do have non-fat milk,

and both the pink
and blue sugars,

and now we're open
for three squares a day.

Instead of
the 12 days of Christmas.

now we've got the 12 nights
of Christmas dinners.

Oh, speaking of...

- Hmm.
- Yeah.

What is it?

Well, it's my soon-to-be-famous
yam and fruitcake casserole.

Yam and fruitcake?

Needs more peppermint?

It needs more... something.

You know, I hear all of you
city people eat is salads

and, what's that called,
pressured juices.

Juice is not a meal.

Now let's get you kids
fed proper.

Okay, so now look at
how modern we are.

You can skim it
or whatever they call it.

- Scan it.
- Yes

he helped me
with the code thingy.

- The OC.
- QC.

- QR.
- That's right.

He was so patient helping me

with all this high-tech
hullabaloo.

Who could ever be impatient
with you, Hattie?

Well, we're taking Garland
into the future.

Oh, well, I don't care
where we are,

as long as I can order
some, uh...

cocoa cornbread stuffing.

Oh, that's really good.

Coming right up.

I like her already.

So that was actually
really delicious.

Yeah. Hattie basically feeds
the whole town.

Well, that's convenient for you,

otherwise your operation would
have to provide room service.

We know your cooking's
not exactly...

Well, it's not exactly
cocoa cornbread stuffing,

but I'm not that bad, okay?

I've never seen anyone make
blackened scrambled eggs before.

And let's not forget your famous
boxed macaroni and cheese.

What's wrong with
my mac and cheese?

You do know that you're supposed
to add the cheese powder

after you boil and drain
the macaroni, right?

Hey, can you make a rocking
chair out of old wood flooring?

Okay, okay, that's fair.

I guess everyone
has their talents.

And that's exactly
what I tell my dad

every time he brings up
me taking over for him.

Seems like the business
is running pretty well,

although I'm surprised they have
such a successful shipping hub

all the way up here.

Yeah, well, uh...

that's Garland for you.

Why did you decide to come back?

I'm sorry.
That wasn't a fair question.

But it's not like
you don't deserve an answer.

I'm sure you had your reasons.

To be honest, um...

I'm not exactly sure.

I just, uh, thought
we were happy in Seattle.

I was. We were.

Really?

Whew!

Well, I'm kinda beat
from all the travel today,

so I think
I'm gonna call it a day.

Of course, yeah.

You're not gonna come inside?

Not just yet.
I have somewhere to go, so...

Oh, okay.

Well, uh...

I'm gonna head in then,

so it was good
to see you again, Andy.

You too.

- I'll see you tomorrow.
- Okay.

- Bye.
- Bye.

And so, Erika McNicholl, huh?

What? I'm on a group text
with Hattie.

Mom, come on, it's not like
she came up here to see me.

Her boss wants to
make an offer on the inn,

and Dad being Dad
invited her up.

That's all.

You know how excited your father
is to have you on board.

He'd never say this to you,

but it hurts his feelings that
you don't want to work with him.

He takes it personally.

Mom, it's not that I don't want
to work with him ever.

It's just... I just got the inn
up and running,

and my blog is building
followers slowly.

And besides,
don't you think it'd be tough

to settle down and build a life

when you're running
a business like that?

It's just that
I love you both so much.

I want you to be happy,
you and your father.

But speaking of settling down,

you have to tell me about Erika.

Mom!

Your first love shows up in
Garland after all these years?

Like I said, she came for work,
not to see me.

She's got a big job in Seattle

that she's even more
invested in now than when we...

When I left.

What we had, it's in the past.

You sure about that?

Uh, in-room dining.

No.

Coffee shop nearby?

Not for 30 miles.

Sharon, hi.

Yeah, I was just busy here,
working on your valuation.

Nice. How's it going?

Getting any good information?

Oh, well, you know, I'm not sure
what your expectations are,

but this is a very small town,

so I think the value
is gonna be more,

shall we say, uh, sentimental.

Perfect. That's just what people
are looking for these days.

Are they ready to sell?

It hasn't even been 24 hours.

Oh, you know what they say:
Rome was built in a day.

- Um-hmm, yeah.
- Besides...

that Frank guy
seemed keen to sell.

Well, although he is
the primary investor,

the inn is actually owned
by his son Andy...

uh, Andrew...

and he's gonna take
some convincing.

And you're the perfect person
to convince him.

Uh, you know, Sharon,

you should know there are some
extenuating circumstances.

Yes, there is.

You see, I mentioned your
acquisition to the board.

Wait. My acquisition?

And they were
very excited about it.

If we do this right,

we could be the next Hilton
or Marriott,

and you, Erika, as the next VP
of Farris Lodging Group,

could head it all up.

What do you say?

Uh, I...

I guess I would say
that sounds great.

Attagirl.

And don't let this Arthur guy...

Andy... Uh, Andrew.

stand in your way.

Listen, I am late
for a conference call

on that new project in Dubai.

I look forward to a very
detailed report from you.

Bye.

Farris Lodging Group?

Well, good morning!
I'm Ed.

Oh, hi, I'm Erika.
Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

Gosh, everybody is
so friendly around here.

Oh, well,
that's Garland for you.

So, uh, how are things
with the inn?

Excuse me?

You're the real estate tycoon

coming up here to kick
the proverbial tires.

Wow. News travels fast.

Well, that's Garland...

Ah, don't say it.

Andy sure has done a good job

fixing up the old inn,
hasn't he?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Previous owners didn't have

the energy or the funds really,

so Andy swooped in and restored
it to its original glory.

- Yeah, sounds like Andy.
- Yeah.

I'm sure he'll be a bit
heartsick having to give it up.

Hmm. What makes you think
he'd give it up?

Well, someday he's gonna have
to run the family business.

Huh. Yeah.

Well, in any case, I hope you
find what you're looking for,

and if what you're looking for
just happens to be groceries,

sporting goods, and the finest
selection of premium outerwear

in the greater metropolitan
Garland area,

you know where to come.

Oh, and I also do
light plumbing.

Of course, right.
Two hats.

What was that?

Oh, never mind.

- Nice to meet you.
- You too.

Okay.

Soft scrambled with
a side of hash browns.

- Thank you.
- Oh, before I forget,

new item I'm working on
for the menu.

Ooh! Wouldn't happen to be
a cappuccino, would it?

Even better. Pork belly.

Oh.

Hmm?

Braised in eggnog.

Mm.

Yum.

Mm-hmm. So, Erika, how are you
liking Garland so far?

Uh, well, I haven't seen
too much of it yet,

but what I've seen
is really nice.

And especially the inn.

Andy's done a lovely job
with it, hasn't he?

Yeah. So why does his dad
want to sell it?

Oh, you know,
the usual family drama.

Frank wants Andy to
take over the family business.

Andy doesn't.

Oh, right, right,
the family business.

Right.

Shipping whatever
Santa's elves make.

Don't worry.
Martin told me everything.

Oh.

But seriously,
what does he really do?

Um... Oh!

Martin, good morning.

We were just talking about you.

- Oh, about me?
- Mm-hmm.

And how you told Erika all about
Mr. Holliday and his elves.

Uh...

Did anyone ever tell you

you take this whole Christmas
thing a little too far?

Ah! Miss Mayor, good morning.
The usual?

Ah, good morning,
and you betcha.

Hi.

You're not
one of my constituents.

No. Erika McNicholl.

Oh, the real estate developer.

Well, more of an investor,
really.

And actually, it's my boss.

I just hope whoever buys the inn

maintains that homey, welcoming
feel that Andy's created.

Well, we certainly will.

The last thing we need
is some big hotel chain

ruining the character
of this town.

Oh, I couldn't agree more.

But it does seem as though
Garland could use

a boost to its tourism.

Am I wrong?

Oh, I don't know.

We like things quiet
around here, don't we, Hattie?

And I understand,
but just consider for a moment.

What if we were able to brand
Garland as a destination?

I mean, think about the impact
that would have on your economy.

Guests would wander down here
to Hattie's, have some lunch,

go to the general store,
purchase some souvenirs.

You know, you might even attract
a real coffee shop.

Again, it's just
something to think about.

In the meantime, I look forward
to seeing you again.

Anytime. Always enjoy
meeting a new face.

- Yes.
- Thank you.

All right, you might have been
right about the boots.

Ooh. Three smiley faces.

That's gotta be good, right?

There.

What should I wish for, Oscar?

- What more do you need?
- Stop!

Hey there!
You guys out-of-towners?

Thought I was the only one.

Hi. I'm Alana,
and this is Oscar.

We're staying at the inn.

Oh, me too. Erika.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Hi.

Andy send you over here, too,
for the magic mailbox?

Magic mailbox?

Yeah. See,
whatever you put inside

goes directly to Santa.

Uh-huh.

I like to err
on the side of faith, myself.

Doesn't cost you anything
to believe.

And I personally would love
to live in a world

with a little magic in it,
wouldn't you?

Yeah.

Well, bye.

- Bye.
- Nice to meet you.

Oh.

Thank you, Joy.

- Whew!
- Oh, there she is.

Hey.

Oh, man,
it is getting cold out there.

Oh, here.

Oh, no, no.

I wouldn't dream of taking
this lovely gift away from you.

I have five of these at home.

- Then thank you.
- Yeah.

Ah, much better.

You know, if you need
warmer clothes or, say, uh...

boots...

Ha ha.

You could always go
to the general store.

They have the finest selection
of outerwear in the...

Greater metropolitan
Garland area.

That's right.
You met Ed.

I did.

Oh, you know,
they have these amazing jeans

that are lined
with sweat pant material.

Oh. That sounds, uh, horrible.

Yeah, well,
let's see who's laughing

when they dig a frozen
Erika-cicle out of the snow.

True.

Well, it's been kind of
a long morning, so...

Yeah.

Just head back to my room
for a little bit.

Sure.

- I'll see you later.
- Yeah.

Nice scarf.

Thank you!

"Per your previous email,

here are some pictures
of Garland and the inn."

Industrial oven? Check.

Four burners? Check.

Industrial fridge?
Got one of those.

Small sink.

Oh, hey. So you're still
wearing that scarf, huh?

Okay, I got a little chilly.

Bet some jeans
lined with sweat pant material

seems pretty good right
about now, wouldn't you say?

I would say...

that's Garland for you.

You're learning. Took me years.

It's a little premature to be
measuring the drapes, isn't it?

Oh, this?

It's just some info that
Sharon wanted for the valuation.

And you know,
what Sharon Farris wants...

Sharon Farris gets.
So I've heard.

- Are you hungry?
- Starving.

Yeah. Apologies in advance.

Between my Mom's house
and Hattie's,

there's next to nothing, so...

What are you talking about?

You've got plenty of food here.

Andy, I am not gonna let you
eat cereal for dinner

like a kid in a college dorm.

- Tell me you have a can opener.
- Oh, yes.

Perfect.

Here. Try that.

Well, what do you think?

Well, it's not
blackened scrambled eggs,

but it'll have to do.

Seriously, when did you become
so skilled in the kitchen?

Well, you remember Stephanie?

Sure.

She finally opened
her own restaurant.

Oh, yeah? Any good?

Oh, it's amazing.

Learned quite a few things
from her over the years.

Well, good for her.

But seriously, you really seem
like you know what you're doing.

Well, I learned
there's only so much takeout

or frozen food you can eat
after a while,

even if you are just
cooking for one.

And are you?

Cooking for one.

Oh. I am.

What about you?

Heard through the grapevine
that you were dating

some doctor in town
or something.

- Yeah. Lauren.
- Oh.

Is that her name?

Still is, I assume.
We're not in touch.

A big fellowship came her way
in the year that she was here,

and she had to admit

she couldn't commit long term
to Garland.

At least that's what
I like to tell myself.

I like to think
I'm a decent boyfriend.

Ah...

you're a pretty good boyfriend.

- So...
- So...

Do you need to answer that?

No, it's okay.

Finish telling me about, uh...

Is it work? 'Cause we haven't
really discussed...

Erika, if you need to work,
call 'em back.

Well, that's the problem
'cause I can't call her back

because I don't have an answer
to her question.

Oh, which is...

Are you gonna sell the inn?

Oh, that's right.

I almost forgot
that's why you're here.

Yeah. And have you and your dad
talked about it?

Oh, yeah, of course, yeah.

I don't mean has it come up.

I mean have you guys
really discussed it.

We're not, uh, great at that,

me and my dad, so...

Well, I know we're just
starting to run the numbers,

but I also know Sharon
pretty well,

and you could walk away
from this with a lot of money.

Hmm.

Uh, ballpark?

That's some ballpark.

Yeah, and once I finish
my research,

it'll likely be more.

But, Andy, if you want me
to back off,

just say the word, okay?

I can't promise Sharon won't
send somebody in my place,

but at least it won't be...

complicated.

Right.

Hold on.

It's Andy.

- Thanks, Joy.
- Mm-hmm.

What's up, son?

Well, um...

Erika gave me a figure.

Oh? And?

And I think it would be
irresponsible of me

not to think about it.

Son, are you sure?

Just give me a couple days.

Okay? It's, uh...
It's a lot to consider.

Andy, just make sure
you really think about it, okay?

'Cause you've put a lot of work
into this place.

Wait, is that Erika?

Hi, Mr. Holliday.

It's so nice to finally
meet you after all these years.

It really is.

You know, now I see why people

are always joking about
Frank and his elves.

Wait. Who's always joking?

Erika, we've heard
so much about you.

Oh, hi, Joy.
Yeah, I have to tell you,

your knitting skills
are top-notch.

Well, looks like someone's got
a sweater coming her way.

Hey, I hate to cut this short,

but Frank and I have been
burning the pine-scented candle

at both ends these days.

We have a hall to deck,
spirits to make bright.

Right, right, of course,
at the shipping company.

Okay, then.
Bye-bye, talk later!

Bye, kids.

- Bye.
- Bye, guys.

Finally, the prodigal son
will come on board.

And interestingly, spending
more time with Erika, huh?

Maybe more than one good thing
could come from this.

Maybe spirits will be
even brighter this season.

So you finally got
to meet my dad.

Yes, and the infamous
Cousin Joy.

Oh, yeah, yeah. She moved back
to Garland about 10 years ago.

She started working for my dad,
like half the town.

She is, as she says,
his right-hand cousin.

Oh, well, then Garland's
a good place for her.

It is.

You know what else
it's a good place for?

Hmm?

Come on, follow me.

I wanna show you something.

So this is the observatory.

You built this?

Well, I didn't build the silo,
but I did the conversion

and installed the telescope.

Wow. It is spectacular.

Yeah, I had a hard time

forgetting about you
when I moved back,

and so I found myself
learning more about stars

and thinking, "Hey, at least
we still share this."

Go big or go home, right?

Oh, wow.

I must say the views in Seattle
have nothing on this.

Oh, wait, is that...

That bright one right there,
is that...

is that Neptune?

Let me see.

Yeah.

Pretty special.

Especially 'cause it's the only
planet the solar system

you can't see
with the naked eye.

Oh. It's also the coldest planet
in the solar system.

It's down to negative
360 degrees Fahrenheit.

Makes Alaska feel
downright balmy.

Oh, wow.

- Ooh!
- Easy! You all right?

Sorry about that.
It's pretty cozy in here.

Yeah, it is,
but I kinda like it.

Me too.

Okay, seriously, do you have
some kind of kiss radar?

I mean, what magic is this?

I knew you two
would rekindle things.

One kiss does not
a rekindling make.

It's just...
I-I don't know.

The spark for a rekindling.

Whether Sharon buys the inn
or not,

I'm leaving soon.

Nothing has changed
between Andy and I.

I still live in Seattle,
and he lives here.

Maybe it was just...

closure.

Mm-hmm.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means love knows
no boundaries, Erika.

And that includes state lines.

Hmm. Yeah.

More notes for the boss?

I can go inside,
if you'd rather be alone.

Oh, no, no, if you'd rather
be alone, I can go inside.

No, no, not at all.

Oh, thank you for the boots.

Oh, yeah, I couldn't let you
go back to Seattle

missing some toes.

Besides, uh...

I should apologize.

For what?

I shouldn't have kissed you.

Well, you weren't
the only one there.

But I don't think we should
let it happen again.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Is that 'cause I was only
a pretty good boyfriend?

Andy, in all honesty,
you were a wonderful boyfriend.

And yet, it always felt like
you were hiding something,

you know, like there was
a wall between us.

Things unsaid.

I couldn't quite explain it,
but I could feel it.

Is that why you wouldn't
consider long distance

when I moved?

My life was always in Seattle,

and yours is here...

in Garland.

You know,
you don't have to sell.

Actually, I do.

What do you mean?

Erika, I don't know
how to say this, but...

I'm broke.

What?

If I don't make some money, 6
and soon,

I'm gonna lose this place.

You told Claire things always
pick up just before Christmas.

I just said that so my dad
wouldn't think I was a failure.

Andy, you're not a failure.

Yeah, but I'm not exactly
a success, am I?

Christmas is six days away,
and if things don't change...

we're not gonna make it.

You know, I'm gonna go take
a little walk, I think.

Break my new boots in, so...

- I'll see you later?
- Yeah, see you later.

Morning, Hattie.

- The usual?
- Yep.

I'm about as predictable
as a sunrise, aren't I?

Well, good thing I love
a good sunrise.

Sharon, hi.

So how's it going up there
in the North Pole?

Oh, well, it's cold.

Have you been getting all
the reports I've been sending?

Yes, and the team is
crunching the numbers.

The observatory
seems delightful.

- And this Arthur fellow...
- Andrew.

Uh-huh. You know,
if I didn't know any better,

I'd say that you were
quite fond of him.

Oh, uh, what would
make you say that?

He seems to be featured
quite prominently in your notes.

Oh, uh, well, I mean,
he is the owner of the inn.

Working the personal angle
never hurts.

- Personal angle. Yeah, right.
- Attagirl.

Uh, look, Sharon,
I promise I will call you back

as soon as I have
any updates, okay?

Good. Just remember
that Christmas

is less than a week away,

and I'm hoping to get
a little more than coal.

Bye for now.

Coal.

Erika, take a load off.

Oh, thank you.

- Hi.
- Hi.

So was that the head office?

Yes, as a matter of fact,
it was.

And do you think the Hollidays
are really gonna sell the inn?

Are you asking as a reporter?

I'm asking as a friend.

Hmm. I don't know.

I know Andy has put so much work
into the place.

He did. And it's a shame
it never really took off.

I guess we're just a little
too far out for tourists.

- I guess so.
- Well, whoever buys it,

I hope they keep it
just the way it is.

Everyone should have
the opportunity to appreciate

the Christmas magic
that Garland has to offer.

Wait, what did you just say?

We're a little too far out
for tourists.

No. The other part.

Oh, um...

everyone should have
the chance to appreciate

the Christmas magic
that Garland has to offer.

Why?

Yes, yes.

Martin, you're a genius.
I'll be back.

So you don't think
my decorations are adequate?

I just think that if Garland's
gonna be all about Christmas,

then the Garland Inn
should be too.

You gotta hit 'em
with merriment and cheer

right from the moment they
walk in until they check out.

- Can't argue with that.
- Yeah.

I think you got so involved
in the renovations

that, you know, you just didn't
advertise soon enough.

Or enough enough.

We need to invest in some
search engine optimization.

That way, people have
an easier time finding you

when they're researching
Alaskan vacations.

And more write-ups.
Definitely more write-ups.

But in bigger and more widely
distributed publications

than the Garland Star
and In-Flight Magazine.

Maybe we could link your blog
to a bigger travel blog.

See, here's the thing.
The best marketing

really doesn't sell the hotel,
but it sells the location.

So, you know,
a hotel in New Orleans

might sell Mardi Gras
or jazz fests.

Hotels in Manhattan,

they have partnerships with
different Broadway theaters.

You could sell Christmas.

Why didn't I think of that?

Yeah. First, we get them
to Garland,

and then we show them why
you're the best place to stay.

You mean the only place to stay?

Hmm. We need to up the ante.

What do you mean?

Christmas events
for your guests.

You mean all three of them?

Oh.

Maybe we could do a mixer.

You know,
invite some of the locals,

have them post,
share with friends.

And that... That is how
you get a clientele.

Erika McNicholl,
you are a genius.

Well, I know.

How about this?

We do a mixer on the 23rd
and then, in addition,

a Secret Santa gift exchange
Christmas morning.

Oh, that is a great idea.

Everyone puts their name
in a hat,

somebody picks it,
and then they buy 'em a gift.

Will you be here...
Christmas Eve?

Oh. Uh...

Just so I know whether to
put your name in the hat or not.

Well, I mean, you know,

my travel plans are
a little in flux right now,

so... maybe.

Probably.

- Let's do this.
- All right, yes!

All right, here's where we're
gonna start... Decorations.

Be careful.

- Where are we going?
- Don't you worry about that.

- Just a little bit further.
- Okay.

- Am I gonna trip?
- No, I promise you will not.

You'll only have one black eye.
No, I'm just kidding.

This had better be worth it.

Oh, trust me, it is so worth it.

Okay, all right.

All right, here we go.

- Can I take it off?
- Yep, take it off.

- Oh, wow.
- Yeah.

I had a little extra space.
I thought...

why not give Garland
what it always needed.

And best of all,
we have an exclusive deal

to sell premium pastries
from the best bakery in town.

- It's the only bakery in town.
- Technically.

Then it's a good thing
I'm the best.

And drumroll, please.

Erika McNicholl,
I would like to present to you

the very first...

Garland...

cappuccino.

Oh, boy.

Mm, yeah.

So you gonna note that down
in your little clipboard thing?

No, I think I'm actually
just gonna enjoy the moment.

- Looks incredible.

And that is how you
build a clientele.

Erika McNicholl,
you're a genius.

Well, I'm doing my job.

Okay, set that right there.

Oh, Claire, Carl,
you're the first ones here.

Oh, well,
Joy sent over these ties,

and I just wanted to make sure
you were festively attired

at the start
of this little soiree.

That's from Joy.

Well, I think I will save this

for an even more festive
occasion.

Funny.

There's mulled wine, eggnog,
plenty of snacks.

Help yourselves.

Thank you.

Nice tie.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Very nice dress.

Thank you.

What's wrong?

Absolutely nothing.

Woman like you
in a dress like that

on a night like this...

you deserve a proper escort.

Why, thank you.

You and Andy seemed to be having
quite the time together.

Yeah. You know,
I forgot how great we were.

Andy's a real special guy.

He deserves
a real special woman.

Yeah.

Andy lives here,
I live in Seattle.

We had our chance.

Just seems a little
too complicated now.

Tell me, how did you manage
to climb so high up

in that company of yours?

I worked hard.

Exactly.

You strike me
as the type of person

once she knows what she wants,
she goes and gets it.

After all, things seem
a whole lot simpler

once you simply
make them a priority.

- Oh, man.

Can I join you?

Oh, absolutely.

You know, I have to say,
if I lived here,

this would be my favorite spot.

Well, this and the observatory,
of course.

Yeah. Those were
my favorite spots too.

Were?

I just have a feeling
I won't enjoy them as much

when I'm no longer able
to share them with you.

Andy...

I'm serious, Erika.

What if this is
our second chance?

And if it is,
I don't want to throw it away.

It's not that simple.

When we were together,

I had no idea you felt
unimportant to me,

and nothing could be further
from the truth.

You know that Christmas story,
"the gift of the magi,"

where the wife sells her hair to
buy her husband a watch chain,

and then he sells his watch
to buy his wife a hair comb?

Yeah, but what does that
have to do with us?

Well, if you sell the inn
to my boss,

then I'll get the promotion

that I've been working on
for nearly a decade,

but you'll lose something
that's important to you,

something you've worked for.

And if you decide
you don't want to sell,

then I probably won't get
the partnership and...

And nobody wins.

Yeah.

Erika!

Your boss Sharon
is on the phone.

- Oh!
- Oh, on my phone.

- Oh, yeah, thank you, Claire.
- You're welcome.

Erika...

Sharon, I'm sorry
I've been so unavailable.

Claire, has anyone ever told you
you have impeccable timing?

They often do, yes.

I need to think.
I'm gonna...

I'm gonna take a walk.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

Fitness, yeah, it's important.

I am so sorry that I haven't
called you back.

I've just been really busy.

Busy working on
my Christmas present?

I don't need to remind you
that tomorrow's Christmas Eve.

Oh, I know.

So I can trust that everything
is going to work out.

Well, you know, it's...
it's complicated.

Well, then let me
uncomplicate it.

Me, the proud new owner
of the Garland Inn. You...

my executive vice president.

That was easy, wasn't it?

Can I... Can I call you back
tomorrow?

Something's wrong, isn't it?
I can tell.

It's not Arthur, is it?

Andy? No. No, it's...

It's just there's
something I need to do.

You have 24 hours.

All right.

Everybody left?

Well, you had yourself
a real long walk.

Yeah, I just needed to think.

Hattie, don't worry about that.
That's not your job.

This is nothing
compared to the diner.

Anything you want to talk about?

This is from Erika.

There does seem to be unfinished
business between you two.

Andy, I'm leaving
for Seattle in the morning.

I called your mom, and
I'm staying with her tonight.

I think it's for the best.
Erika.

Yeah, she finished it. She...

checked out.

What?

Yeah.

- I really thought...
- I know. Me too.

We're just...

caught between a rock
and a hard place, between...

the inn, a real estate deal,

between Garland and Seattle,

between the past
and the present.

Any way you slice it,
this relationship just...

wasn't meant to be, so...

Oh.

If you ask me,

"meant to be"
is what you make of it.

Either you make it happen...

or you don't, right?

Yeah.

Hi. Come on in.

Hi, Mrs. Holliday.

Thank you so much
for letting me stay.

It just felt a little
complicated staying at the inn,

and I was not about
to make Martin

drive me all the way back
to Anchorage at this hour.

Honestly, I welcome the company.

Frank is so busy
this time of year.

It gets lonely at our home.

You know, you're welcome to stay
as long as you'd like.

Any friend of Andy's...

Or are you more than friends?

You know, honestly,
I'm not really sure anymore.

I'll set you up
in the guest room.

You make yourself at home.

Thank you, Mrs. Holliday.

Call me Faith.

Faith.

Hello?

Hi.

Uh-oh. I know that tone.

This whole trip
really turned into

a "Gift of the Magi" situation.

A what, now?

You know that old
Christmas story where...

the couple makes
these big sacrifices,

and they give each other
these really meaningful gifts,

but in the end, they wind up
making the gifts meaningless?

I'm still not following.

Well, if I choose Andy,

then I disappoint my boss,
and I lose my promotion.

And if I force Andy to sell
and choose the job, then...

You'll lose Andy,

- and he'll lose the inn.
- Exactly.

So I came and ran
to his parents' house.

- I'm a mess.

You know, you totally missed
the point of that story.

How so?

Love and selflessness,

those are the gifts that couple
really gave one another.

They gave of themselves,

choosing one another
over everything else.

Maybe it's time to stop
listening to your head

and start listening
to your heart.

You make it sound so simple.

I think it's simpler
than you think.

Hey.

It's me.

I know we haven't exactly
talked lately.

It's been a minute
since I visited you

at the Greenland Mall,

but, uh, I was hoping

maybe you could just help me out
this one time.

No matter what happens,

please make sure
that Andy gets this gift.

He really deserves it.

Happy Christmas Eve!

Good morning, Hattie.

Hold on.

Two?

Actually, one's for me.

Oh!

You know, uh...

your visits are
the best part of my day.

Maybe we could plan one
outside the diner.

Oh, I... Yes.

I'd be honored.

Super duper.

Somebody's up early.

I had a meeting.

Before breakfast?

I needed Martin to notarize
some documents for me.

Is that about
the sale of the inn?

Yeah.

I actually handed off the
account to a colleague of mine

because it just
didn't feel right

making a commission
off of Andy's dream.

Mm-hmm.

Maybe I shouldn't have
come here at all.

This job was supposed to lock in
a big promotion for me at work,

and I'll be lucky
if I have a job at all.

Do you really think
that one missed deal

can undo years of hard work?

By my boss's standards?

I'm supposed to prioritize work

above everything else
in my life,

and for the first time,
I'm not doing that.

Thank you, but I'm not
really hungry right now.

Actually, Erika, can you sit?

What's going on?

There's a few things about
our family I need to tell you,

things that maybe Andy
was afraid to share.

What's up, son?

How's everything with
Erika and the inn going?

Look, Dad, we need to talk.

All right.

Here's the thing.

If I'm gonna take over
Holliday Shipping,

it has to be on my terms.

When I'm really ready.

I mean, this job,

your job is all about
joy and magic,

not obligation.

Well, that's certainly an
interesting way of putting it.

And if you're concerned
about your investment,

I will make sure that you are
paid back in full.

I will...
I will take out loans.

I'll do whatever it takes
to get you paid back.

That won't be necessary, Andrew.

What do you mean?

I know how much the inn
means to you,

and I don't want you
to have to worry about me.

Really?

This place was my dream,

but the inn is yours.

I realize that now.

I guess I was just so concerned
about what I wanted,

I never considered that maybe
you'd want something different.

Wow, Dad, that...
that means a lot.

Now I just have to figure out
what to do about this company.

Yeah.

Dad, about that...

Is this the final inventory,
Frank?

- Hey there, cousin!
- Hey, Joy.

Nice to see you,
but I'm off.

Gifts don't get under the trees
by themselves now, do they?

Dad, what I was gonna say
was, uh...

Yes, you should absolutely keep
Holliday shipping in the family,

but does it have to be me
when you have an even more...

enthusiastic
and qualified candidate?

Hmm. You mean...

Think about it.
She could run the day-to-day,

while you spend more time
with Mom,

not to mention you could take
even better care of yourself.

That's really something
to think about.

Good.

I'm glad.

Oh, uh, I gotta go.

I have another fence to mend.

Good thing you like
fixing things.

And if I don't get to
talk to you before tomorrow,

Merry Christmas, Dad.

Merry Christmas, Andrew.

Merry Christmas Eve, everyone.

I think it's time to start
the gift exchange!

Everyone has pulled a name,

and so now it's time
for all you Secret Santas

to hand out
those special presents.

Okay, that leaves us
with the last two presents,

and what do you know.

Andy, Erika,

looks like you two
picked each other.

Well, here we are.

That's Garland for you.

What do you say we open these
somewhere a little more private?

Sure.

So... you and my mom, huh?

Yeah.

She filled me in on quite a few
things about your family,

but some of it I knew.

Some of it was, uh...

Wow.

Yeah.

- Yep.
- It's a lot.

But Santa Claus?

I mean, your mom has
a very active imagination.

I know, right?

Good ol' Mom.

- Speaking of Santa Claus...
- Oh, yes.

- Merry Christmas.
- Oh, yeah.

But before you open that,

I just wanna apologize.

All these years, I thought
it just wasn't the right time.

Now I realize that with
me running back to Garland,

I never gave you a choice.

Erika, you deserve so much more

than just a pretty good
boyfriend.

And I want you to know
how much I missed you

all these years.

- Andy...
- It's okay.

You open your gift.
Open it up.

- Right.
- Okay.

What is this?

I named a star after you.

I know it's so cheesy,
but hear me out.

Hear me out, okay?

I just thought no matter
how far apart we are physically,

we could always look up
and see Erika.

Andy...

Although I, you know,
I have to admit,

staring up at Erika
from my dinky little telescope,

my tiny city balcony will never
remotely compare to this.

Because mine is so much better.

Well, yeah...

which is why I much rather
see it from here.

What do you mean?

The article that changed at all.

For both of us.

I thought you could hang it up
by the check-in desk,

since you're gonna be
running this place

for the foreseeable future.

I will?

But what about your boss?

Well, I sent her a little email
on the way over here tonight.

Ms. Moneybags
has been informed

that the Garland Inn
is not for sale.

Which means...

I quit.

What? Erika, no!

I mean, I appreciate
everything you've done,

but I didn't want you
to quit your job.

I'm tired of living her life.

And most importantly,
I'm tired of missing out

on all the wonderful things
that life has to offer,

like a town full of people
who already feel like family.

People like you.

If you...
you'll still have me.

I...

Are you serious?

Andy...

it's never gonna be
the right time

unless we just make time.

Are you sure?
It's such a big change.

I mean, your whole life
and your your career...

Well, maybe you need to hire
a director of marketing.

But what about everything
from before?

What if I'm never more than a...

a pretty good boyfriend?

Andy...

you are a wonderful boyfriend.

I never should've left.

I never should've let you go.

Is this our second chance?

I guess we have some lost time
to make up for.

I couldn't agree more.

Wait.

Was that...

That's Garland for you.

Ho ho ho!

Merry Christmas!