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What? What do you want?

I want you and only you.

But your family, they'll never accept me.

We're too different.

I've decided to give up my birthright.

- No, you mustn't. - I must.

I want you in my life. Let's run away together.

Oh, Mr. Wedgewood.

I love you with every fiber of my being.

Be my wife, now, and...

...forever.

♪

Woman: Mia?

(mumbling)

Woman: Mia?

Yes, Mr. Wedgewood.

- I will. - Earth to Mia.

Oh.

(clearing throat) Sorry. I must have dozed off.

Seriously?

Another dream about him?

Well, I can't help it if he...

sneaks into my subconscious.

You know, that reminds me of college,

when I'd wake up to the sound of you calling out,

"Oh, Edward Cullen."

(women laughing)

Okay, I have a vivid imagination. Fine.

Seriously, though,

how can you read the same book every Christmas?

It's tradition, Lily,

you know that.

Well, snap back into reality,

Mrs. Wedgewood, because there's a line out the door

and we need you.

Yes, but before we open, we have to go over

all the details for the gala.

Mia! Let's start with you.

Decorations have been ordered,

caterers are locked in, DJ is set,

and we just need one more big item for the raffle.

Yes. I have a meeting at the Alfred House today

to give the decorators

at least one more day to decorate.

I guess they have a wedding booked on the 23rd.

Good thing we hired professionals.

Mia, how are we doing with the mistletoe panorama?

I'm meeting with the photographer later this week

to find the right image.

Great! And I will make sure

that we have the perfect mistletoe for it.

Then, maybe you'll finally get that kiss under the mistletoe,

just like in your Derbyshire books.

Oh, well, that would be a Christmas miracle.

All right, ladies.

It's gonna be a crazy week. Let's do this.

All: 4-2-6!

Whoo!

♪

Thank you, Mia. These are all incredible.

Glad you think so.

I don't know where you find the time

to run a business and also do so much for the community.

Well, it does help that there are three others

that help run the business, as well.

You four really all met at the University of Minnesota?

Yeah, we shared a house together at 426 Walnut Street,

hence the matching bracelets.

Oh, I love that.

- You girls are so inventive. - Mia: Thank you.

But...

we both know opening up this place

was really your idea, right?

Wendy,

we've given up on debating whose idea it really was.

It just sort of magically came about our last year at school.

You know what? You're all set.

- Oh, perfect. - Here you go.

They all look fabulous.

Thank you.

I'm taking my lunch.

Arthur?

Arthur: Mia!

Oh! (chuckling)

I was beginning to worry.

I hadn't seen you in almost a week.

I know. The shop has just been crazy busy

now Christmas is right around the corner.

I bet. Oh, come here. I picked out

a bunch of fantastic titles for you to choose from.

Oh!

Before I start making my picks for the book drive,

I better go check in on my baby.

I need to apologize for being neglectful of her this week.

I couldn't imagine in my wildest dreams

coming across a first edition Christmas in Derbyshire.

To think it could be mine.

I'm getting so close, Arthur.

With all the tips I've been making lately,

I could have enough by mid-January.

To think of all the people who read that book

over the past two centuries...

There's so much history on its pages.

There's something so magical about it, you know?

Why do you think I own a used bookshop?

Magic is on every shelf.

I'd give it to you in a heartbeat. You know that, right?

No, no, I could never accept a gift like that.

But thank you, Arthur. It's very sweet of you to say.

Now...

back the task at hand.

♪

♪ Tell me what you want this year ♪

♪ I only want you ♪

♪ A Christmas gift to bring you cheer ♪

♪ I only want you ♪

♪ I'll wrap it up for you, my dear. ♪

♪ But I only want you ♪

♪ At Christmas time ♪

♪ I'll fill your stocking to the brim ♪

♪ I only want you ♪

♪ With lots of shiny things within ♪

♪ That would be nice, too ♪

♪ A new car, let's go take a spin ♪

♪ Sounds great, I'd love to ♪

♪ At Christmas time ♪

(thudding)

♪ How about a brand-new sweater? ♪

Hello?

Who's there?

(thudding)

Olivia, you better not be playing a prank on me.

- Surprise! - (screaming)

Aah!

Ashlyn!

What are you doing here?

Have you ever heard of knocking?

I just thought it would be easier to walk in.

I just have all my stuff with me, you know?

Stuff? What stuff?

Oh, it's a long story.

I lost my job at the restaurant.

And then, the pipes burst in my apartment

and the super said that it's not gonna be fixed

until the 27th,

and, you know, it's a busy time.

Right. Um...

- ♪ I only want you ♪ - You lost your job.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Hope I'm not imposing.

Of course not. Ashlyn, you're my sister;

you're welcome to stay here anytime.

- I'm just relieved... - (meowing)

...that you didn't bring Snowball.

This isn't a problem, is it?

Ashlyn, I'm kind of allergic.

I couldn't stand to leave her at the kennel on Christmas.

I mean, how sad would that be? I mean, look at her face!

Yeah, yeah.

So... sweet.

(meowing)

Oh, wow. What is all this?

Oh. Uh, well,

you remember the St. Paul Christmas Gala?

Well, this year,

All Wrapped Up is sponsoring it.

This is a huge deal and we are in charge of the whole thing.

Ah, that sounds fun.

Can I come?

Well, I think it's sold out.

But, um, tickets are pretty pricey, as well.

You can sneak me in, though, yeah?

Um, well, maybe. We'll see.

What is all this? Are you the mayor or something?

- I just like... - Oh.

...helping out where I can.

Oh, boy, maybe you just don't know how to say no to people.

I'm going to have this, all right? I'm starving.

Mm. It's a little bit dry.

It needs less flour.

(sneezing)

You're not still allergic to cats, are you?

Well, apparently so.

Well, there's all that over-the-counter stuff, yeah?

Yes. Well, I'll just, um...

Just get some tomorrow.

(chuckling nervously) Pharmacies are closed now.

Mm-hmm. Well, you'll be good for tonight.

Snowball here is practically hypoallergenic.

Oh.

(meowing)

(sneezing)

(exhaling sharply)

(sneezing) Ugh!

Hypoallergenic, huh?

More like hyperallergic.

(sighing)

Well, I guess the store couch it is.

♪

(knocking)

(sighing)

Not now.

(knocking)

We're closed.

But your lights are on.

(sighing)

Please, it's just a book.

It won't take long.

Hi.

Hi.

So, what do you say?

Can you help me out?

I'm late for a costume party,

and I was walking by and I saw the lights on,

and I thought, "Kismet!"

You're going to a costume party at this time of night?

It's 9:45.

Sunday.

Are you in a nightgown?

Were you sleeping?

Please don't tell me you live here.

No, just... Look,

it's a long story.

Well, actually, it's not that long.

I'm allergic to my sister's cat, so...

Okay.

I'll just pretend like that clarifies anything.

So?

Okay.

Fine. Just...

please don't rob me.

I'm way too busy to deal with that this week.

Okay, I promise, there will be no robbery.

Mia: Well, your friend must have good taste.

I love this collection.

You read Minka Shelton poetry.

Yeah, I love her,

and her poems are sincere, yet simple,

but also completely enchanting and--

Both: And romantic.

Um, what style would you like the wrapping to be?

Well, what's your specialty?

I'm known for furoshiki.

Furo-what?

(chuckling) It's, um...

...a Japanese style of wrapping.

You don't use any paper, tape or glue.

Sounds like some sort of sorcery.

Let's see it.

Okay. Um...

Just figure out...

color.

So, you-- you do all the wrapping competitions.

Mm-hmm.

Every year at the St. Paul Christmas Gala.

Yeah, I thought so.

My mother goes every year.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

Okay.

This is incredible.

It took a while...

to master, but I think I've got it down now.

And, uh,

just...

There... you go.

This is a work of art.

I'm seriously impressed. What do I owe you?

Oh, no, no, it's on the house.

No way. This is a masterpiece.

No, no, look,

I've already closed the register for the night.

Here, this is, uh...

It's all I have on me.

No, I-- I can't accept that.

I'm going to leave it right here.

Okay. Thank you.

No, thank you.

Merry Christmas...

Mia. I'm Mia.

Mia.

Thanks.

♪

(gasping)

Uh...

Lily.

Lily: Now, this I gotta hear.

Ashlyn shows up

unannounced last night and tells me

that she has a crash with me,

which is fine, but she brought her cat.

Mia, when are you going to stop letting her walk all over you?

Doesn't she know you're allergic?

Lily, she's my sister. I-I can't say no.

And you know what? I bought some medication,

so I should be good.

But then...

something even crazier happened.

I was just falling asleep, and then this man

knocks on the window.

Wait. What?

Yeah. I left the lights on,

so he thought we were open,

and he wanted me to wrap a book for him,

but we kind of hit it off.

Way to bury the lede!

Yeah, but then he left. He just vanished,

practically into thin air.

What's his name?

I don't know. I forgot to ask.

Well, what does he look like?

(sighing) He was... tall,

handsome, and he had this--

this mysterious air about him. You know, he was wearing a--

a costume.

You know, he looked like royalty.

Hmm. You know who he sounds like, right?

- Who? - Mr. Wedgewood.

Oh, come on, Lily.

No, Mr. Wedgewood is a fictional character

from a 19th-century novel.

This man...

this man was real.

Are you sure?

I mean, I...

I think so.

Is it possible you fell asleep

while reading Christmas in Derbyshire

and dreamt the whole thing?

It couldn't have all been a dream.

You said it yourself, you have a very vivid imagination.

No!

No, no, no. He left me a $100 tip,

which I left just...

- $100 tip? - It was right here.

I left it right there.

(Lily sighing) Sorry, M.

Unfortunately, not all our fantasies can become a reality.

♪

♪ I'm so happy ♪

♪ That Santa's on his way ♪

♪ Been waiting all year long for Christmas Day ♪

♪ I feel alive ♪

♪ When I look up to the sky ♪

♪ Knowing I might see him on his sleigh ♪

♪ Soon, I will see ♪

♪ Lots of presents by the tree ♪

♪ I think of all the joy that's on its way ♪

♪ I dream of Santa's long white beard ♪

I knew I wasn't dreaming.

♪ I know it's almost time for Christmas Day ♪

(jazzy Christmas music playing)

Man: Hello, Mia.

You. You came back.

I guess I'm too late once again, huh?

No, I-I don't mind staying later.

No, no, I can come back another day.

I just figured if you might be closed anyway, so...

Oh, what?

You figured we were closed, then why did you come by?

Oh. Uh, well,

I, um...

- Oh! - Oh!

- Oh. - Um...

Funny.

Thank you.

Um, I wanted to ask you if you'd be interested

in doing a furoshiki lesson for this book club

that my mother is a part of tomorrow.

I know that they would really love it.

Oh.

Wow.

Well, I-I have to work in the morning.

Right. Of course.

- Forget it. - No, no, no.

But I-I... I could do a quick demo around noon?

Yeah?

It's 1 Maplewood Lane.

I will be there.

Looking forward to it.

Wait. What...

What is your name?

It's Beau.

Beau?

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

♪ I know it's almost time for... ♪

Beau.

(jazzy Christmas music playing)

♪ Christmas Day! ♪

Ashlyn: So, did the allergy medication work?

- You okay? - (meowing)

Mia: Yes, I feel fine now. But Ashlyn, I'm telling you,

I have no idea why I agreed to this.

I mean, it's a book club.

So, why do they care about someone coming in

and showing them how to wrap a present?

Well, he's obviously looking for another reason to see you again.

Hello!

No, I highly doubt that.

I mean, he looks like he could be a member of the monarchy.

So? We are the Parkers of St. Paul, all right?

And it's time that you spent time with a real-life human man

and not all the made-up ones in your books.

- Hmm? - Hmm.

Oh.

You know, there is a mirror in the bathroom.

And I prefer the light out here.

Okay, Belle.

Ash, have you dated at all since the divorce?

Yeah, of course.

I've swiped right, left, east, west,

up, down, you know?

But a relationship is just not for me right now.

I have a lot on my plate, okay?

It's all about me becoming a chef, all right?

I am gonna walk into every restaurant in this town

and I am gonna show them my resume.

It's... a little unorthodox, but that's a great idea.

Try a cranberry brie bite. Go.

O-okay.

Mm.

Mmm...

- (chuckling) - So good.

Yeah. See? You can't put that on a resume.

- Uh-uh. - Nope.

No. It's spectacular.

You're so inventive.

Okay. Okay. Try my deviled eggs.

Mm-hmm. Be my guest.

Okay.

Mmm!

- (chuckling) - Ash! So good!

Thank you.

Okay.

No way.

"Cavannagh Heritage Foundation Estate."

Nope. No.

You can do this.

You can do this. (sighing)

Oh. (sighing)

Thank you.

Wow. (gasping)

Cavannagh!

Beau Cavannagh! He's a Cavannagh?

Come along.

Well, am I doing a gift-wrapping demo

for the Clara Cavannagh?

Holy cow.

I think it was a vivid portrait of how one must reconcile

love and passion with reason.

Exactly. Reason.

Anna went against the Russian bourgeois society

and her husband and what did she get?

Utter tragedy.

Sometimes, love is simply not worth

the destruction to public image.

Oh. Hi.

You're Claire Cavannagh.

Um, I'm-- I'm Mia Parker.

I'm just a huge fan of everything you do.

That's very sweet.

(chuckling nervously) I'm sorry. Am I--

am I interrupting?

Oh, no, we're just discussing the themes

of class and upper society

in Anna Karenina.

Tolstoy. Wow, that's-- that's a dense one.

Have you read it?

A long time ago, but I prefer...

slightly simpler historical fiction.

Like The Olivetti War?

Um... more...

romantic historical fiction.

Such as?

Well, I love Christmas in Derbyshire.

I see.

My grandma Mimi, well, we used to read it every Christmas.

We loved to recite it, even.

My favorite quote was,

"The winter moon was uncommonly lovely, bright and bewitching."

"And everything looked

"remarkably beautiful under the influence

"of such a perfect sky."

Afternoon, ladies.

You've...

You've read Christmas in Derbyshire.

Beau: Once or twice.

It's possible I may have wanted to grow up

and be Mr. Wedgewood.

Claire: Darling, good to see you.

You too, mother.

Mwah. So, Maya, I understand that you

and your business partners are in charge of this year's

St. Paul Christmas Gala. How's it coming along?

Uh, so far so good.

Um, we just have to figure a few things out.

Such as?

Um, we are looking for one last item for the raffle.

So, if there's anything you'd like to contribute, um,

we'd be very appreciative.

I see. I'll have a think.

- Okay, thank you. - Well, Maya,

we don't want to waste any more of your precious time.

- The floor is yours. - Don't stress.

You'll be great.

Claire: Carson will get you all set up, Maya.

Okay.

So, one of the best things

about the furoshiki technique is, if it's Christmas Eve

and your last gift and you've run out of tape,

there's no tape required to secure it.

- That's exquisite. - Gorgeous.

Thank you.

And if your gift isn't square,

but perhaps more shaped like a wine bottle,

just grab your cloth,

like so, lay the bottle down,

and you're going to fold...

and fold again.

This is the fun part-- roll.

Just keep rolling, rolling.

Twist, twist, twist,

and then tie it at the top.

And well, why not add a little bit of garland?

Easy-peasy.

Absolutely delightful.

I can't wait to try some of these techniques at home.

So glad to hear that.

- (bell ringing softly) - Well, that's the lunch bell.

Thank you for all your help, Maya.

Actually, it's Mia.

But, um...

Well done.

You're a rock star up here.

You're like the Joan Jett of furoshiki.

I get a little...

well, passionate when I get carried away.

Beau, darling, I'll meet you in the dining room.

Penelope will be here any minute.

Take care, dear.

You are a very skilled little wrapper.

Thank you, Ms. Cavannagh.

(exhaling sharply)

Well, I'll help you pack up.

I can't believe you didn't tell me that you were a Cavannagh.

Does it matter?

It would have been nice to know what I was walking into.

I mean, look at this place.

You're right.

I was worried, if you knew, you wouldn't come.

That's probably right.

And yet, you agreed to come today.

I did.

Should I be flattered?

Perhaps.

Or like my sister says, I have a hard time

saying no to people.

Oh. Well, if that's the case...

...maybe I should give it a go.

Give what a go?

It's a little awkward for me.

Would you like to go to lunch with me tomorrow?

I know a great spot in the west end.

Wow, um... I-I would,

but I'm volunteering

at the community kitchen.

They're having a tree lighting ceremony

and I-- I promised I would help out.

Yeah, right. Friday?

Church bake sale on Friday.

I'm starting to feel a little rejected.

No, no, just... come to the community kitchen.

We're always looking for an extra pair of hands.

Serve lunch.

Beau: Yeah?

If you want to.

No, I would, yeah.

Beau, I'm so sorry I'm late.

My breakfast at the embassy took far too long.

Penny, uh, this is Mia.

Oh, hi. The gift wrapper, right? I'm so sorry I missed it.

How did it go?

It went well, I think.

Those ladies can be so stuffy sometimes.

I'm glad that you were able to get through it.

Claire: Penelope!

Speaking of stuffy...

Oh, you made it.

Darling, it is so good to see you.

Penelope: Hi, Claire.

Hey. Oh, you look ravishing.

- Doesn't she, Beau? - Always.

Oh, I must show you the dress that I'm gonna be wearing

to the Christmas gala. It is divine.

It is a Cindy Cordella original.

Amazing. I can't wait.

Okay, well then, chop, chop, chop!

The quiche is getting cold!

Coming! It was nice to meet you, Mia.

You, too.

I should go. Um, thank you.

Mia, wait. Hold on.

But thank you for inviting me today, Beau.

Um, have a good Christmas.

Claire: Beau!

♪

"Hearts break around the country as Beau Cavannagh steps out

"with his now-betrothed...

"Penelope Martin."

Deliveryman: Got a delivery here for Mia Parker.

- There. - Thank you.

Okay.

That's one last thing I have to worry about.

Gonna look so good!

(humming)

Oh... Oh, no.

No, no, no, no, no. No!

(gasping)

Don't panic. Don't panic, don't panic.

Do not panic. Okay. There we go.

(phone ringing)

Hi! Hi, is this the uh, The Party Boutique?

This is Mia Parker.

Okay, yes, well, um,

I think there's been a mix-up with my order.

I think you sent me the wrong package, so...

A manufacturing issue.

Okay, so, when is this manufacturing issue

going to get resolved?

Not until the new year.

Okay, no, no, no, please.

Hel-- hello?

(whimpering)

Oh, no. Oh, no. I'm going to be late.

I'm gonna be so late! I'm gonna...

And some veg for you.

And...

Merry Christmas Eve.

Merry Christmas.

Oh, you can't be serious.

What are you doing here?

I thought you invited me.

Did you bring Penelope?

Mia, I can explain.

(Mia clearing throat)

Let me help you.

I don't think this is a good idea, Beau.

What?

You being here.

Why is that?

Because you're engaged.

My situation with Penelope...

is complicated.

I'm sure it is.

Someone like me,

you know, heir to the Cavannagh Foundation,

is expected to be with a certain type of person.

Penelope has-- hi-- practically been chosen for me.

My mother wants us to get married

so as to keep the Cavannagh Foundation protected.

So, what's the problem then?

As far as I can see she's smart,

and kind, and... possibly stunning.

The problem is she's like a sister to me.

We went to boarding school together.

Well, then why don't you just call it off?

We plan to,

but we just haven't found the right time.

My mother would be devastated. Her family would be devastated.

It would be easier for everyone if we just got married.

But you're not in love.

Seems like love comes secondary in my world.

Well, you know what

Mr. Wedgewood would say about love?

- Hmm? - "Love is like the sun,

"it makes our hearts..."

- "Hearts..." - "...bloom..."

"...bloom into a garden of eternal enchantment...

"...without which life would be meaningless."

(clearing throat)

Oh.

- Sorry. - Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

(clearing throat)

Are you Beau Cavannagh?

Uh, depends on who's asking.

Oh... this is perfect. Um, would you mind

doing the tree lighting with Mia?

It would really help garner more attention to the organization.

Yeah, I'd love to.

Oh, thank you.

(giggling)

It's been another successful year here

at St. Paul Community Kitchen,

and we could not have done it

without the generous donations from the community,

as well as our incredible volunteers.

One such volunteer,

Mia Parker, who has been a regular server here

for almost five years now.

Give it up!

(applauding)

So, who's ready?

All: Three, two, one.

Kitchen worker: Let there be light!

Oh! Merry Christmas, everyone.

(crowd applauding)

It's beautiful.

I couldn't agree more.

(crowd applauding)

Thank you for coming today.

You really made everyone's day.

I think it's pretty amazing

that you've been volunteering here once a week for five years.

It says a lot about you.

So does the work that you and your mom do

with the Cavannagh Foundation.

It's easy to send money to places,

but to be on the ground with real people,

that's where change happens.

It's inspiring.

Well, you guys do more than just send money.

I mean, you look out for the needs

of so many important organizations

and small businesses.

That's a lot of work.

Oh, thank you.

Can I see you again tomorrow?

I don't think that's a good idea, Beau.

I know my circumstances are a bit strange, but--

Sorry, I just...

I have to work all day and...

I still have to figure out

the decorations for the St. Paul Gala,

and I have to meet with the photographer.

Oh, you need some help?

No, I'm fine.

You really don't like taking help from people, do you?

I usually have more luck relying on myself.

My sister and I, we were raised by my grandma, and I just...

I didn't like to stress her out with things,

so I just... tried to figure out my own solutions.

And is this the grandma

that you used to recite Christmas in Derbyshire with?

Yeah. That's the one.

Yeah, she passed away three years ago.

Just... I miss her a lot this time of year.

I know what you mean.

My father got sick when I was a teenager.

(sighing)

Christmases are hard without him.

I'm sorry.

His final words to me

were to promise to take care of my mother

and make sure that the Cavannagh Foundation stays alive.

That must feel like a lot of pressure.

Yeah.

Yeah, it's...

It's up to me to keep the family legacy going.

And my mother expects only pure excellence.

Well, from what I can tell, you're the face

of pure excellence.

You think so, huh?

Okay, just relax.

Don't worry, Lily. Everything is under control,

so just please tell Tina not to panic.

Lily: How are we gonna get new decorations

this close to Christmas?

Hello? Mia?

Mia?!

Um... well, I--

I will figure it out, okay? Promise.

I always find a way.

Um, hello?

Way to tell me you were on a date with the prince.

Lily: You went on a date?

Lily, I've got to go.

- I'll call you back. - Lily: With a prince?

Look at all the likes and comments.

People are even speculating you two are a thing.

No, that's not a good thing.

What-- why?

(sighing) He's engaged.

Engaged? Seriously?

Apparently, they're--

they're planning on calling it off when the time is right.

They're just pretending to be a couple to,

uh, appease their families.

Oh.

Okay. So, when are you going to see him again?

Well, he-- he wanted to see me today,

but... I-I told him no.

- Mia! - Look, I can't be

spending time with someone who's engaged.

It just... doesn't seem like

the responsible choice, and it's complicated, so...

Ash, I don't want to talk about it.

So, how did the restaurant hopping go?

Superb!

I got an interview at Salvador's!

- You're kidding! - Yeah! No!

What? Just from walking in

and giving them your appetizers?

Yeah. I'm telling you,

good things come to people who take risks.

Why do I feel like you're trying to tell me something?

Look, I'm busy. I have work to do.

But consider what I said.

There's nothing wrong with a little eye candy, okay?

♪

Morning, Mom.

What is this?

What?

Why were you at the St. Paul Community Kitchen

with the gift wrapper?

Her name is Mia.

Answer the question, Beauregard.

Mom, relax. It's not a big deal.

Not a big deal. Hmph. Listen to this.

"Beau Cavannagh and a mystery girl

"were seen looking cozy together

"at the St. Paul Community Kitchen tree lighting ceremony.

"Could this mean that Penelope Martin

"is no longer in the picture?"

It's just a silly article.

It's going to be old news by tomorrow.

And what about poor Penelope?

How does she feel about all this?

I'm sure she finds the whole thing amusing.

I think it's time you set a date.

- Here we go. - I called the Biltmore.

They had an opening on February 22nd.

Mom, I don't know.

I do.

I booked it.

What?

That's like two months away. Why the rush?

Someday soon,

you'll inherit this organization,

and a single man won't be taken seriously in the position.

But Mom--

No, Beau, it is time for you to grow up.

No more messing around.

This foundation relies on you

to be a man of integrity and commitment.

Mia: I ordered garlands,

not marlins.

You're sick. What do you mean you have no decorations left?

No, every other photographer in town is already booked.

Why were they sent to Pittsburgh?

All you can offer me is a refund.

How sick are we talking here?

No, thank you.

(groaning) Okay...

Hey, you.

Hi. Um... I'm sorry. I didn't know who else to call.

Just Tina, Lily, and Olivia,

they've got their own gala duties

and I don't want to bother them.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. I'm here. Tell me what you need.

Well, uh... I...

The last few days have been catastrophic.

Everything I ordered has come in wrong.

I have no decorations. I just found out

that the photographer who's supposed to take the picture

for the mistletoe panorama can't do it.

I-I still need to bake cookies for the church bake sale,

and I still need a big ticket item for the raffle.

Okay, okay, okay. Slow down.

Let's take things one at a time, okay?

(exhaling sharply)

What's a mistletoe panorama?

It's for all the couples

to take a picture in front of at the Christmas gala.

I need a romantic,

wintry shot of St. Paul in the background.

and then...

(sighing) I don't know.

Cool. You need a photo taken.

- Mm-hmm. - I can help with that.

You can?

Beau: This place is beautiful.

How did you find out about it?

My grandma Mimi used to bring my sister and I here.

We spent hours building forts

and hunting for buried treasure.

But mostly, I would read,

while they played in the creek.

I know I never met her, but I'm quite positive

she'd be proud of the person you've become.

So would your dad.

Not so much.

I spend most of my time pretending I'm somebody I'm not

to keep up appearances.

That must be exhausting.

It is.

When I'm with you,

I really feel like myself.

You do?

Is that crazy?

(Beau chuckling)

I've... spent most of my life

hiding behind paperwork and books.

But when you're around, I feel seen.

I've never had that before.

Why do you think you spend so much time hiding?

I don't know. I...

I guess I just never really felt that I belonged.

My sister was the extroverted, popular one

that was always too cool to hang out with me, and...

I just never really felt that I was enough.

Hey...

you are more than enough.

You're one of the most beautiful people I've ever met.

We shouldn't be here,

together, alone.

It's not appropriate.

Mia... I promise you,

It's going to be different soon.

I don't think I should spend time

with someone who has a fiancé.

She's my non-fiancé, really.

I don't know what that means.

That's because you're not a Cavannagh.

We should just take the picture and go.

(clearing throat) Yeah, you're right. Of course.

Um, it's this way.

Okay.

Penelope?

Oh, hi. Um, Mia, right?

Right. Are you okay?

I'm fine.

No offense, but you don't look fine.

It's complicated.

So I've been told.

He really hasn't told you?

Mia: Told me what?

Have you heard of Damien West?

The Senator's son?

He's my boyfriend. We met last year at a debate,

and he's the son of my dad's opponent.

And you two are together?

We're in love.

Oh, wow, that--

that really is complicated.

It would create a media frenzy

if the press found out the truth.

Right. Wow. You and Beau are just--

that's a tough spot.

Oh, you have no idea.

I mean, we do this dance to appease our families,

and Beau promised that, until I'm ready to tell my parents

about Damien, he'd keep it a secret.

I just-- I thought we had more time.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

So...

you really don't have feelings for Beau?

I mean, at first, we gave it our best shot.

But it didn't take long for us to realize

that we were just friends.

But my parents were thrilled

and Beau has trouble disappointing his mother.

Plus, I think he's quite smitten with someone else.

Beau: I'm glad you called me.

Well, I am working on this whole "asking-for-help" thing,

so we need two teaspoons of vanilla next.

(Mia humming)

(gasping)

I said two teaspoons of vanilla; not tablespoons.

Oh...

Ooh. In my opinion,

you can't have enough vanilla.

And you know that the church

is going to ban me from attending after this.

Okay, no way.

♪ Finally, Christmas morning has arrived ♪

♪ Now, every single little thing ♪

♪ Will be just fine ♪

♪ Baby, baby, baby ♪

You know, I think it's really noble

that you haven't told anyone about Penelope and Damien.

You're a loyal friend.

Well, when I make a promise,

I mean it.

Just like Mr. Wedgewood, huh?

(chuckling)

I hope you don't think I'm as perfect as he is.

Well, I don't know about that.

Tomorrow,

can I take you somewhere?

Where?

Yesterday, you showed me a place that's close to your heart.

I want to show you a place that's close to mine.

- Okay. - Okay.

Oh, you got a little something

on your, uh... nose.

Oh.

(gasping)

Okay. Okay.

(both chuckling)

Ashlyn!

Are you okay?

I didn't get the job at Salvador's today.

I'm sorry, Ash.

Hi. I'm Beau.

I'm Mia's divorced, unemployed sister.

Okay.

Well, I'll leave you to it.

Nice to meet you, Beau.

Yeah.

You too.

Um, I guess these are ready to go in?

Yes. Uh, 350.

Okay.

- 3-5-0. - 3-5-0, right.

♪

You gotta be kidding me.

This is Duke.

He's beautiful.

This whole place, it's... beautiful.

Thank you.

Yeah, I built it from the ground up about ten years ago now.

We take in retired racehorses,

give them a safe haven to call home.

They must take a lot of looking after.

They do.

It's an excuse to work with my hands,

so that I'm not in meetings all day.

You want to brush

in sweeping strokes in the direction of hair grows.

You got it.

You always had a love for horses?

Ever since I read Christmas in Derbyshire,

I've just been enamored by horses,

the way Mr. Wedgewood took care of old Reginald,

I've had a soft spot ever since.

I know this isn't maybe what you expected,

but I wanted to show you a different side of me,

the real me.

Well, this is perfect. I can't think of anything else

I'd rather be doing.

Hey, so, tomorrow night,

my mom is hosting this small gathering at the house.

And by "house", you mean "palace", right?

It's tradition.

I'd like it if you'd come.

Beau, I... I don't want to ruffle any feathers.

Who cares about a few ruffled feathers?

We'll eat, we'll dance,

and afterwards, I'll have the staff gather up

all of the decorations and you can have it for the gala.

Really?

I think it'd be good for my mom to get to know you better.

So, we got a deal?

Well, that's if you can drag me away from Duke here

because I think he might have

just stolen my heart.

So, you'll come?

I'll be there.

Mmm! Smells good in here.

Yeah. Well, dinner'll be ready in 30 minutes.

Hope you're hungry.

I'm going out tonight. Didn't I tell you?

But I made all this food.

Look, I'm sorry, Ash.

It's just... well...

Beau invited me to a holiday party

his mom is hosting at the estate, so...

A holiday party his mom is hosting?

- Mm-hmm. - Don't you think

you're taking this whole thing a little too far?

What do you mean?

You're the one that encouraged me to see him.

Yeah, to have a little fun, not start going to family events.

I mean, don't you think you're jumping into this a little fast?

You barely know the guy.

You're setting yourself up to get hurt.

Well, thanks for the pep talk.

You know what? Do you think

that maybe you're just mad because I'm the one

that's invited to a fun event,

that I'm finally not in your shadow anymore?

Excuse me?

Forget it. You know, I'll...

just finish getting ready.

(string section playing classical music)

♪

Well, the Lafferty Group is a non-profit, though,

so their focus is food safety, not education.

Right, but I'm sure

they'll still want to partner with us on the project.

Society Woman: In my experience,

it is very hard to say no to Claire Cavannagh.

(group chuckling)

Society Man: What do you think Beau?

Claire: Beau, darling, the judge has just asked you a question.

(stammering) Sorry, just give me a minute.

Society woman: Isn't that the gift wrapper?

Good question.

Wow.

You're a vision.

Really?

I feel like an imposter.

Nonsense.

You're my guest, and a beautiful one at that.

Well, you know the only reason I came

is because I thought that Oprah might be here.

Yeah, unfortunately, she couldn't make it this year,

so you're kind of stuck with me.

Well... I suppose that'll have to do.

Come with me.

Mia Parker!

I didn't expect to see you here.

That makes two of us.

It was a bit of a last-minute decision.

I tried the "furkoshimi"-- (chuckling)

But it's a lot harder than it looks.

Yes,

the furoshiki technique, it does take

a little bit of time to handle.

Beau,

where is Penelope?

Beau: Uh...

I'm sure she's just running behind.

Can we expect a night to remember

at the St. Paul Christmas Gala this year, Mia?

Absolutely. Everything is coming into place,

thanks to Beau.

Ho, ho, ho.

Who here would like to--

Beau: Poor Carson. She makes him do this every year

and he hates it.

Who here would like to tell me

what they want for Christmas this year?

Oh, new set of golf clubs, please.

You wish.

Jewelry, Santa, all the jewelry.

And what about you?

Oh, what...?

Um, honestly,

I'd love a first edition Christmas in Derbyshire book.

Beau: A first edition Derbyshire book,

that's a high order, even for Santa.

But there is a copy at Arthur's Book Bazaar.

I've been saving it for a year now.

You're kidding.

You're going to have to take me some time.

I'd love that.

Beau: Yeah.

Sorry, I'm late.

Um, I had a long phone call.

It's okay, love.

You were just in time for the first dance Christmas waltz.

Is that necessary, Mother?

Of course, it is. It's tradition. Now, go.

♪

Excuse me.

♪

Now, when on earth

are they going to announce the wedding date?

Any day now.

Between you and me, the date has officially been set,

February 22nd at the Biltmore.

You're kidding! Finally!

It's just fabulous.

Mm-hmm. I'm gonna try to get him to announce it on Christmas Day

at the St. Paul Gala.

♪

Beau: Mia! Mia!

Where are you going?

Home,

where I should have been all night,

home with my sister.

That's just a silly tradition.

Beau, your wedding is booked?

Who told you that?

Beau, why did-- why did you even invite me here tonight?

Because I wanted you here.

You're marrying someone else.

Can't you say no?

Are you-- are you really that scared

of disappointing your mother

that you're willing to sacrifice your own happiness?

This isn't just about my mom, Mia.

This is about my dad too.

I made a promise.

You think he would be proud...

of you for not standing up for yourself?

For what you want?

I doubt that.

Good night, Beau.

I hope you and Penelope live happily ever after.

Um--

Ashlyn: I know you're rushing off,

but I made you something special.

Aren't you going to be late for work?

I'll go in later.

You're never late.

What happened?

Beau is going to marry Penelope.

- What? - Yeah.

Go ahead. Just say it. Tell me, "I told you so."

Get it over with.

Mia, I am so sorry.

I shouldn't have said anything.

I was just feeling down about myself

and took it out on you, like I always have.

I guess I just let jealousy get the better of me.

- Jealous of what? - Of you.

I mean, you're so put-together,

responsible, smart.

People really respect you. Your friends adore you.

Not to mention you have your own successful business.

I can't even get a second interview anywhere.

Ash...

I've always been jealous of you.

You were so popular

and outgoing,

and boys, I mean, they fell to their knees

for you.

And Mimi?

Oh, she adored you.

She loved cooking with you.

I'm just glad she's not here

to see what a failure I am.

You're not a failure.

Ash, look.

You're just going through a tough time right now,

and she'd be so proud of how strong you are.

Look. You don't let anyone tell you who to be or what to do.

You're real...

... and I admire that so much.

- Really? - Yeah.

Completely.

But sometimes, I just--

I do wish you would consider my feelings more.

Ash, I don't want to be that person

who lets people walk all over them anymore.

Not even you.

You're right.

I'm sorry I bulldoze over your feelings sometimes.

And I'm sorry I avoid talking about Mimi.

It just hurts.

I miss her so much.

I know.

But she's still here.

Always.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

So, what are you going to do about Beau?

I think reading about love

is easier than falling for the real thing.

You deserve

the greatest love story.

Thank you, Ash.

But I think I need to get my head out of the clouds.

Mia: Arthur?

Arthur, are you here?

Hi, Mia.

Are you okay? You look a little down.

Well, I have some bad news.

What?

Oh, no.

Where's my baby?

I'm so sorry, Mia.

Randy was covering for me

while I was out doing some last-minute shopping,

and it sold.

It's gone.

Just like that.

You know, I was getting so close.

Who bought it?

He said it was some posh woman.

I think her name was Claire.

Claire? Claire Cavannagh?

Do you know her?

(sighing)

(phone ringing)

(ringing continues)

Hi.

No, no. Please don't tell me.

The flu?

Look. The party's in a few days.

So, how am I supposed to decorate the Alford House

all on my own? Yeah.

(knocking on window)

Can I call you back?

This isn't a good time, Beau.

Mia, I'm so sorry. I want to make it up to you.

I just don't know how.

Getting to know you has been incredible...

And I wouldn't change that for the world.

But I deserve to be with someone

who will fight for me...

Who's willing to stand up to their family for me.

You're right,

and you deserve the world.

Just not yours.

You belong anywhere you want to belong,

and don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

If there's one thing I've learned since meeting you,

it's that we all have a voice

and it's our own responsibility to use it...

Even if it disappoints others.

So, I have to say

I think it would be better

if we don't see each other anymore.

You really mean that?

I do.

I have a lot of things to get on with.

I'm busy.

I'll have a truck come around tomorrow

with decorations.

Thank you.

♪

Ooh, ooh! Yum-yum-yum.

Look at these cuties.

Ooh! I'm going to have to put some sugar. Ba-ba-ba-ba.

Hi, Tina. I am just heading to the store.

Tina: Mia, there's been an emergency.

What is it now?

The caterers called, and they had to cancel.

What?

No, no, no. This can't be happening.

Tina: What are we going to do? The gala is in six days,

and we literally have no food to serve.

Yeah, and we can't host a party without food.

People paid a lot of money for those tickets.

I can't imagine the complaints we're going to get.

This whole thing is a disaster.

There has to be a solution. Um--

Ugh. Who out there do we know

that can cook for that many people

with only a week's notice?

Yeah. Woo! Ah.

I know who. Just leave it with me.

(humming)

(cookie sheet clattering)

Mia: What are you up to?

Ah, just working on my résumé. What's up?

Great. How about we put it to use?

Huh?

What do you mean?

I want to hire you.

I'm sorry? What?

The caterers for the Christmas gala,

they can't make it anymore.

Please, Ash. I need you.

The big gala?

But I've never been in charge of something important

like that before. You really think I can pull this off?

Completely.

You got this.

- Okay. I'm in. - You're in?

- Yeah. - Okay. Cool.

Wait. We need supplies.

We're going to need plate warmers.

We're going to need cupcake towers, portable grills.

Money.

I don't have any.

Right. Um--

Just give me a second.

Uh-uh. No.

Mm-mmm. That's your hard-earned money.

Look, Ash.

The book is gone...

...and I want to invest in

Ashlyn Parker Catering.

So, just

pay me back when you're a success.

I won't let you down.

I promise.

I know.

(chuckling)

You bought the first edition Derbyshire book?

How could you do that to Mia?

You don't even like those books.

Well, you know that I love collecting first editions.

You've really crossed the line this time.

You should be ashamed of yourself.

Don't speak to me that way.

Look. I should have said this to you a long time ago, but...

...Penelope and I have been pretending

to be in a relationship

just to make you and everyone else happy.

But I'm done.

Wait. So, this entire time,

this has all been one big lie?

I'm sorry,

but I'm done...

Playing some role to make everyone happy.

I need to start using my voice.

And I thought the two of you were happy.

We're best friends, but we're not in love.

And the pressure from you and everyone--

we didn't know what to do.

I should have never proposed.

Well, I thought I was doing the right thing

by pressuring you to commit.

I know.

Beau, if you're going to take over for this foundation,

you're going to have to learn to speak up

and stand up for what you believe in.

Even if it isn't what people want to hear.

Even you?

Even me.

And more importantly,

you have to fight for love

at all costs.

You're not listening.

Penelope and I are not in love.

I'm not talking about Penelope.

Thanks for helping me with all this, Ash.

You know, if I'm going to pull this off,

I need at least 15 hours to decorate.

Why didn't you ask anyone for help?

'Cause I don't like bothering people.

I will be back over to help

as soon as I'm done shopping for supplies, okay?

- Okay. - You got this.

Huh.

(sighing)

It's got to be a Christmas miracle.

We're here.

Guys, what are you doing here?

Well, your sister texted us and told us you were planning on

decorating by yourself today.

Mia, are you nuts? This place is huge.

Why didn't you tell us the decorators cancelled?

Because you guys

have enough on your plate.

I just didn't want to add any more stress.

- We're a team, Mia. - Mm-hmm.

Your stress is our stress.

Thank you, guys.

This means so much.

And Liv would've been here, too,

but she's still snowed in.

Ah, right.

Luckily, Michael and Haley

are on their way to lend a helping hand.

Ah. That's great. You know, the more, the merrier.

I'm here. I'm here.

And I brought some fuel to keep us on task.

Oh, Arthur.

Sorry I'm late.

Wendy? Oh.

I can't believe you guys all came to help me decorate.

After everything you've done for us,

all of us over the years, it's the least we can do.

I don't know what to say.

Thank you! Thank you all.

Okay. Well, let's get started.

♪

A little higher.

(indistinct chattering)

Good evening. Would you care for an asiago pear tart?

We had a lovely dinner for two--

Mia.

You look wonderful.

- Thank you, Arthur. - A beautiful antique--

You did good, kid.

Congratulations.

All right, folks. Next up, we have...

Not bad, right?

You should be proud of yourself.

...a very fine, exclusive pinot gris.

I am. Thank you, Arthur.

It's so fine, whoever wins it has to share it.

I don't mean to startle you,

but Claire Cavannagh just arrived.

And the winner is...

Hi. Good to see you.

...Meagan Leigh.

- (applauding) - There you go, Meagan.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

And finally, someone donated this prize,

and wow. It's a good one.

It's a great one.

A first edition of Christmas in Derbyshire,

and it is estimated to be worth over $6,000.

Let's see who the winner of this first edition

of Christmas in Derbyshire is.

And it's Mia Parker.

(applauding)

Congratulations, Mia.

Come on up, Mia.

Um, I didn't put my name in.

May I just see that?

Thank you.

Just figured I would...

Check.

It looks like

someone else did it for you.

♪

Congratulations to all the winners,

and all of the proceeds from tonight will go to

the new Alford House Dyslexia School for Children.

I don't understand.

I've been horrid to you, Mia.

It's the least that I can do to try to make it up to you.

I was just doing what I thought was right

by pushing you away,

but it was the wrong way to have treated you.

This book. It's too much.

No. It's not enough.

Well, I should get going to the wrapping competition.

They'll be starting soon.

But thank you for the book.

You have no idea how much it means to me.

Any sign of Olivia yet?

She's on her way. Fingers crossed she makes it.

All right, everyone.

The rules for this one are simple.

Each contestant will be given two minutes

to freestyle wrap their gift

using any of the items in their box.

- Here we go. - It's going to be fine.

I'm excited. On your mark.

Get set.

Go.

You got this, Mia.

Mayor Betz: All right. Things are heating up, folks.

Just need to tie

that into a bow.

30 seconds to go.

That's it. Time's up. Back away.

(cheering and applause)

Mayor Betz: Okay. The competition is close,

but the winner of this year's Best Freestyle Wrap competition

is...

...Mia Parker!

(gasping)

(cheering and applause)

Ha-ha-ha. Well done, Mia.

(cheering continues)

- Nice work, Mia. - Thank you.

(unclear).

Mayor Betz: Okay, folks.

Is everyone ready for Best in Bow?

- Oh, where is she? - She's almost here.

I'm sorry, ladies, but we have to keep things moving along.

No, no, no. There she is!

Ah. You made it.

Oh, my goodness. You have no idea.

Hi.

More on that later.

Right now, I've got a title to defend.

We still have no mistletoe, though.

Ah. Hmm.

Don't worry. I've got it covered.

Look.

(gasping) This is the book?

Someone's here to see you.

You came.

You look beautiful.

Um, where's Penelope?

She's with Damien.

She told her parents the truth.

And so did I.

(exhaling sharply)

You did.

I did.

And I've never felt better in my life.

Mia...

I know we haven't known each other for very long,

but you mean so much to me.

The feelings I have for you

are more than I ever knew possible.

A wise man once said that

love is like the sun.

It makes our hearts bloom

into a garden of eternal enchantment

without which, life would be meaningless.

And well, Mia, I think you're

my garden of eternal enchantment.

So, Mia Parker,

will you do me the honor

of taking a picture with me at the mistletoe panorama?

I'd love to.

Shall we?

Yes.

(shutter clicking)

Here we go.

Oh. Sorry.

Okay. Thank you.

(Beau clearing throat)

Should I be coming in on horseback?

I mean, that is what Mr. Wedgewood would do, right?

Forget about Mr. Wedgewood.

I only have eyes for Beau Cavannagh.

(shutter clicking)

(cheering and applause)

Yeah.

(glasses clinking)

(giggling)

♪

♪