Leaving the city and coming here to Christmas Cove
has really opened my eyes.
Gave me the confidence to go for what I want.
And what I really want is you.
You know that I've always loved you.
Merry Christmas.
Hi, sis. What an endless day.
I had back-to-back meetings till 4:00, and then...
-Are you crying? -What? No. You are.
Christmas In Christmas Cove. Again?
It's my favorite. Huh.
Well, this and every other Christmas movie.
Isn't it the same guy from A Very Christmas Wedding?
Chad Matthew Monroe.
It should be a crime to be that handsome.
-What are you working on? -I thought...
I'd get started on our next big project.
Spring Fling.
Actually, we haven't even started working on it yet.
I just had a few ideas
and I wanted to get them on the page.
So you did all this work for fun?
Well, I'm hoping Mr. Peterson loves it so much,
he lets me lead the project.
Mr. Peterson.
Mr. Peterson who thinks your name is Elle?
He does not.
It's a nickname.
I don't see why you put up with him.
If I were you, I'd walk right up to him,
look him in the eye and say--
-Mr. Peterson! -Right, but then--
Mr. Peterson,you remember my sister, Lacy?
-No. -Oh.
Have you finished proofing the end-of-the-year press release?
Actually, I've been working on something else.
I need the revised draft press release, ASAP.
-I want to get it out today. -Yup.
Yes. I'm sorry. Yes.
And you should get that fixed.
Thank you, Sir.
Merry Christmas!
Does he even know you do design work?
Of course. I mean, I'm sure he remembers.
Probably. I...
Maybe I should remind him.
Come on, let's go.
I've got to get ready for a date.
-On Christmas Eve? -Yeah.
-He's in finance. -Oh.
We're so lucky to live in Christmas Cove.
It's like a warm cup of cocoa.
Holly, please, a warm cup of cocoa
isn't nearly as sweet as you...
Huh.
Oh, come on.
Hey! How was it?
It wasn't.
He didn't show up, didn't answer my texts.
-I was totally ghosted. -What?
Lacy, why do you keep wasting your time
on these losers who stand you up?
Oh, by now it's a warm, familiar feeling.
Which is more than I can say for our apartment.
Did they say when the heat would be fixed?
Sometime next week.
If we haven't frozen to death by then.
How many times are you planning to watch this movie?
-Shh. -And what I really want is you.
Can I ask why it looks like a pack of toddlers
tried to make Christmas cookies in here?
Because I tried to bake Christmas cookies in there.
Ss...
Oh. I don't get it.
Design is so easy on the page,
but in real life...
Join the club.
I'm used to men who don't turn out
like the package promised.
Ah! What are you doing?
I wanna watch some true crime. That will make me feel better.
Wait. Return To Christmas Cove is starting.
Return To Christmas Cove?
The one where they return to Christmas Cove.
Spoiler alert.
-Fine. I'll watch upstairs. -Ah!
You can't. I'm DVR-ing the 12 Cats Of Christmas.
It's a Yuletide classic!
Eve, you can't spend the entire month of December
in front of the TV.
I have years of experience that say I can.
I have an idea.
Why don't we go get some hot chocolate?
We can look at the lights.
What are you talking about? We have lights right here.
Oh.
Let me get my purse.
I honestly don't know if I can take one more Christmas movie.
What are you talking about? Everyone loves Christmas movies!
They're heartwarming and sweet--
And predictable.
They meet, they fall in love. It snows.
-The end. -Don't be such a scrinch.
-A scrinch? -Scrooge plus Grinch. Scrinch.
-Life isn't a Christmas movie. -But why can't it be?
I'd be so good in a Christmas movie.
I'm quirky, yet lovable...
Hopeless, yet adorable.
You know, you could use a Christmas movie.
Warm that cold, cold heart.
It's not a cold heart, Eve.
-It's just a worried one. -What do you mean?
It's almost like,
like you're hiding away from real life.
Well, maybe I am. I mean, look at us, Lacy.
We're both single, we live in an apartment
we can barely afford where we have to go outside to get warm.
My boss doesn't know my name or what I do.
My cookies are burnt.
-And you... -What about me?
Your love life, for starters,
pretty sure you've dated every jerk in this city.
True.
But new ones move in every day.
I just wish we could have a perfect Christmas, you know?
Like, like, in a Christmas movie.
With beautiful decorations, and a grandma who cooks,
a handsome beau...
Is that what you really want?