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The homemade Christmas cookies are ready!
(cheering)
Hey, save some for Santa, you guys.
You know, we picked out this star
on our very first wedding anniversary.
How could I forget? It was the Christmas Market.
And do you remember what I told you about it?
That it was the shining light
that would always guide us home if we ever got lost.
Because finding your way home
doesn't always mean you know where you're going.
You just have to trust and follow the light.
Well, I think that light is leading me towards
some of these cookies.
How are they?
- Great. - Yeah?
Ah, this is the best Christmas ever.
(sighing contentedly)
Announcer: Hope you're enjoying our Guiding Grace marathon.
Up next, Gabriella becomes the chief
of a volunteer fire department.
(Christmas music playing over P.A.)
* The holiday's here, with all the good cheer *
* Come join us... *
Hey, just so you know, we have a strict
you break it you buy policy on everything in the store.
Oh, okay. Yeah, I'll be sure to be careful.
Gabriella. Wow.
My mom is a huge Guiding Grace fan.
She is going to freak out. Wait, wait.
Is this really happening? This isn't a dream.
Well, I certainly hope not because, if so,
then I've definitely overslept
and I am very late for several appointments.
(laughing breathlessly)
That's that classic Gabriella banter.
Oh, thanks. My name's actually Abby.
You can call me Abby.
You know, I was just watching you make
your famous Christmas cookies over there and now you're here!
Aah! (laughing)
So, do you make them every year now
since the show's been canceled or...?
Oh, uh, you know what?
I'm gonna let you in on a little secret.
So, I've actually never baked Christmas cookies before.
Those are from the grocery store.
You've never baked Christmas cookies?
No.
(laughing breathlessly)
That's a good one.
Oh, you had me going. That's great.
(sighing contentedly)
I bet you're the perfect mom offscreen, too.
Um... Hey, listen,
I'm happy to sign an autograph for your mom before I go.
- Really? - Yeah.
Thanks.
Actually, since you're here, I do need some advice.
My girlfriend and I got into this huge fight,
and now she's not talking to me... for some reason.
So, um, you know, what would Gabriella say?
Uh, again, not Gabriella, and I was really just reciting lines
that other people wrote for me.
Come on, you worked on that show for years.
You must have some advice.
Hmm, you know, let me call my writers.
Oh, would you?
Um, listen, can I just--
can you engrave this for me?
Oh, yeah, of course.
Uh, what's the message?
Um, "Always follow the light. Love, A."
- You mean "G". - I mean "A".
Oh.
- (phone ringing) - Excuse me.
- Is that one of your writers? - (phone ringing)
Hey, Julian.
- Abby, hey. - It's been way too long.
Brandon's graduation, I think?
Yeah. I can't believe our fictional son is in college.
Oh, they grow up so fast.
- I know. - Julian: How you been, Ab?
I'm good. I'm good.
I'm really excited to see you at your aunt's on Christmas Eve.
You're never going to guess what I got you.
You mean for our yearly Christmas ornament exchange?
You're going to love this one, I promise.
Julian: I bet I will.
Um, hey, just a-- just a heads up about...
Christmas Eve this year.
I've been meaning to tell you.
Oh, right, no, I know.
You didn't like the vegan version of the cookies
I brought last year.
So, I've already decided I'm gonna bring vegan
and regular because whether your brother admits it or not,
he's lactose intolerant.
I'm getting married, Abby.
What?
Julian: We've been together for just about a year now and...
...well, actually, we're, um-- we're expecting a baby.
Oh.
Julian: I'm sorry. I should have told you sooner.
Yeah. Um...
Thank you.
I gotta be honest, Julian, I'm surprised.
I mean, you said you never wanted kids.
Yeah, I... I didn't think I wanted them either,
but, um,
yeah, I don't know,
something in me just kind of changed.
Right.
Um, that's a plot twist I didn't see coming.
But listen, you are still
more than welcome to come to my aunt's Christmas party.
Everyone loves having you there,
and well, I'm sure Veronica wouldn't mind if you came.
Yeah. No. I--I-- I just, um... Thank you.
I just don't think that would really be right.
But why not?
I always thought that, you know, it was rather evolved of us
that you'd still come for Christmas,
even after the divorce.
Yeah. I mean, yeah. You know, I love your family
and the friends we share, like, I always will,
but I, um...
I just think it would be a mistake
to keep this tradition going.
That's too bad, but I-- I do understand.
I'll send your Christmas ornament in the mail, then.
No, that's okay. I think that's a mistake, too.
Anyways, I gotta go. Merry Christmas. All right, bye.
(sighing)
So, what'd your writer say?
- That wasn't my writer. - Oh, who was it?
Listen, I'm actually not gonna need this anymore.
Oh. Well, store policy says that once an engraving order
is in the computer, it can't be canceled.
But it hasn't even been engraved yet.
Can't you just delete it from your computer?
Well, computer says...
(making beeping sounds) ...negative.
Please don't make me buy this.
You know what this reminds me of?
That time that your son brought home that chimp. Remember?
And you wanted to return it, but you couldn't
because the circus was already out of town?
Right. Yeah, just like that.
Listen, I'm not-- I'm not Gabriella, I'm Abby.
I'm a customer
who's just looking for some help at Christmastime, please.
You get it, right?
- Okay. - Yeah, of course, I get it.
Hey, everyone, Gabriella thinks she can just bend the rules
and nobody gets hurt.
I'm sorry. Who's getting hurt?
You haven't even done anything to the ornament yet.
People make mistakes.
I thought Gabriella fixed mistakes.
I didn't think she made them.
What?
Okay, you know what?
Let me be really clear with you.
I'm not Gabriella.
Gabriella is a character I played on TV.
I'm Abigail Fontaine - a real human being who tries her best,
but sometimes makes mistakes, like picking out ornaments
that me and my ex-husband no longer have use for.
Well, it's store policy, so you can hang it on your tree.
I don't have a tree.
I don't make freshly baked cookies.
I'm not a wife or a mother.
The only correct thing that's come out of your mouth
is that I would need writers to give relationship advice
because I haven't been on a date in years!
Now, please, cancel my order!
(chuckling) Oops.
Oh.
Woman: Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas.
Where have you been? I've been trying to reach you.
What are you doing here?
Just get in the house. I'll explain inside.
- Come on, go, go, go. - What? Why?
Can I get you something to drink?
No, you don't have time for a drink.
Listen, your little incident at the store, okay?
The video went viral.
"America's perfect mom
"losing her cool over a Christmas ornament."
What? What do you mean?
I mean, they recorded you.
Everyone's a paparazzi nowadays. You've got to be careful.
Your image has taken a serious hit.
I stood up for myself against a total jerk,
and now my whole image is on the line?
Guiding Grace ended two years ago.
When do I get to get off this pedestal and start being me?
Come on, you were Gabriella for 14 seasons.
The public's not letting go of you that easy.
But don't worry, okay?
Once you film, the Powder Point Inn Mysteries,
the public's gonna love this new side of Abby Fontaine.
Okay, listen, I'm super flattered the producers cast me,
I really am,
but that role is just another variation of Gabriella,
and I'm not really sure that's what I need right now.
- Abby? - What?
You were all in a couple months ago. What's changed?
No, nothing. No, I'm still interested.
It's just I feel like maybe I need...
something new, like a-- like a new challenge.
This character isn't gonna be a challenge?
Come on, your character's got layers.
Oh, because in addition to being a perfect wife and mom,
she also solves mysteries?
And don't forget she runs an inn.
Come on, you're gonna love it.
And the producers adore you.
At least they did, until today.
What? Are they having second thoughts about casting me?
Oh, no, let's not get ahead of ourselves here.
They're just, um, nervous.
They just want to make sure that you're not a liability, okay?
So, we're just gonna have to do some damage control.
Create PR opportunities.
(groaning) PR?
Charity events, public apology.
A public apology? Really?
For not wanting to buy an ornament?
It's not about the ornament, okay?
It's about the narrative.
You got to control it before it controls you.
Okay, Oliver, please.
Love you, really do, but this feels very inauthentic to me
and it's not who I am.
(sighing)
So, your bad day today wouldn't have anything to do with
your ex-husband's news, would it?
You heard about that?
They're putting out a press release first thing tomorrow.
I gotta get out of LA.
Eh, running won't help.
No matter where you go, there you are having a...
on-camera meltdown at a Christmas store.
Meltdown?
Please.
(sighing)
Honestly, I, um...
I don't think I've ever felt this lost.
I need a change.
You know what?
Maybe you're right.
Hit the pause button for a couple of days,
clear your head.
Yeah, somewhere like, rustic,
in the mountains, where I can just...
be alone and think.
Oh, you don't mean like a cabin
in the middle of nowhere, do you?
If by cabin in the middle of nowhere,
you mean five-star resort with a spa, yes.
Yes, that's more like it. Okay, great.
So you're gonna have your Eat, Pray, Love Christmas,
figure things out, I'm gonna send you the script,
read it, research it, and be ready, okay?
We start filming at the top of the new year.
Wait. I'm so confused.
Are you or are you not worried about me losing this role?
I wouldn't be a very good agent
if I let that happen, now would I?
Gotta run. Call you later.
Abby: It's all gonna blow over.
I'm here with the victim of Abby Fontaine's unprovoked attack.
I know it's difficult, but can you tell us what happened?
Difficult is an understatement, but I'll try.
I was just trying to be helpful,
and the next thing you know, she just went crazy.
I've always held Abby Fontaine in high regard,
but to see her so unhinged, it was unsettling.
I don't know how I'll recover.
Reporter: Thank you.
This incident has sparked a social media frenzy,
with many fans expressing their disappointment.
- Hmm. - News anchor: Thanks, Jane.
In other news, traffic on the 405
continues to be backed up all the way to downtown.
Five-star resort... booked.
Sorry. Phew.
Yeah. Hi.
Oh, hello. Welcome, Miss Fontaine.
I'm Clara. What a surprise to see you.
Thank you, thank you. I'm checking in.
Oh, okay.
Oh, I'm--
I'm sorry, I don't see your reservation.
Is it under a different name?
What? I, uh-- that's weird.
I just booked it online last night.
Hang on, I'm going to pull it right up.
Here you go.
Um, this reservation is for next Christmas.
Next Christmas?
Next... Next Christmas, yes.
You know, I was really distracted when I booked this,
so I'm just... I'm wondering,
maybe you just have another room available, something?
With the annual masquerade ball and the Christmas Star,
we're actually overbooked.
Christmas Star? What's that?
It's a beautiful and very rare star
set to appear on Christmas Eve.
They're calling it the modern day Star of Bethlehem.
That's beautiful.
Oh, I wish I could help.
Most of the hotels in this town are fully booked.
But I also work part time at this lovely little inn
that I know, as of yesterday,
had one more room available.
The McGuire Inn.
An inn?
- Yeah. - Yeah? Like a B&B?
What it lacks in five-star amenities,
it makes up for in rustic charm and wonderful Christmas spirit.
Yeah, I'm sure.
I would call and check for you, but yesterday,
one of the pipes burst and the phone line is dead.
But I could call Nick.
No, we're good. We're good. You know what?
I think I'm just gonna head home. Yeah.
If you don't mind me saying,
sometimes, an unexpected change in plans can be a blessing,
even if it doesn't feel that way at first.
Noted.
Thank you for your help. I appreciate it.
- Merry Christmas. - Merry Christmas.
(phone ringing)
Hey.
Hey, just running into a meeting, but...
have you seen the news?
Ugh. No, I've been trying to stay disconnected. What now?
Well, the press has camped outside your house
ever since Julian made his big announcement.
They're ravenous.
Yeah, ready to add "angry ex-wife"
to their glowing stories about me, I'm sure.
You know, this is all the more reason
to stay ahead of it with some PR.
Control the narrative.
You know what? Maybe this is a sign
I'm meant to spend Christmas in Vermont after all.
I mean, there's an... inn
that might have a room available.
Well, that sounds like the perfect spot to be researching
your upcoming role as a mystery-solving innkeeper.
Yeah, exactly. That's-- that's what I'm going to do.
I'm going to dig into that script tonight at the inn.
That's what I like to hear.
You focus on that, let me handle the press.
(sighing) Can't find my hammer.
Oh, listen, Ms. Eldridge,
don't you worry, we are going to look into
getting a stocking for your cat.
Oh, Mr. O'Malley.
You're right. Your cat, Mr. O'Malley.
- Thank you, Nick. - You're welcome.
Excuse me. Have we met?
Nope, I don't think so.
- Are you sure? - Yeah.
- Are you from Connecticut? - No.
Did you go to Glastonbury High with my daughter?
Uh-uh. No, no, no.
I think you must be thinking of somebody else.
Strange. Anyway, have a nice day.
You, too.
- (clearing throat) - Hello.
- Hi. - Welcome to the McGuire Inn.
I'm Nick McGuire, the owner. How can I help you?
So, I don't have a reservation,
but I heard that you have a room available.
Please tell me you have one available.
Um... let me... Let me see.
Oh, yes, you are in luck.
- We do have one room available. - Great.
And the plumbing issues are almost resolved.
Great.
Are you here for the planetary conjunction?
- The what? - The...
Sorry. Christmas Star.
When I'm not doing this, I'm a science teacher.
Part-time inn owner, part-time science teacher?
(sighing, blowing raspberry) Well, it's an experiment
that I'm still working out, so...
Hey, why don't I help you with your luggage?
Sure. Whoa!
Shoot. No-- uh, nope.
(laughing)
Don't you worry about that.
Hope you didn't break them.
Oh, yeah.
You-- you're Abby Fontaine.
Please don't hold it against me.
(scoffing) Never.
Why would I hold that against you?
If anything, I'd, like, hold it away from you, you know?
Well, it's really nice to meet you, Nick. Thanks.
You know what? Let me get your luggage here.
Yeah.
Right this way. Here's our library,
if you want to just hang out--
Abby: Whoa!
- Sorry. - It's okay.
- I'll move that. - Abby: Yeah, careful.
Okay, here we go. There's that. And, um...
oh, uh...
you know what?
You still have a little something in your...
hair.
Thank you.
You know what? I'm just gonna...
- Thank you. - ...leave that to you.
Uh, okay.
Uh... (clearing throat)
Here's your key.
Breakfast is included 'cause that's how we do it.
But I would love to offer you dinner on the house tonight
to make up for that whole tree fiasco.
Oh, it's fine. It's fine. Honestly, I've had a crazy day.
- Oh, okay. - I've got a script to read,
so I think I'm just going to lay low.
If you change your mind, though,
Rudy in the kitchen makes the meanest shepherd's pie.
Here, let me just. - Okay, yep, yep.
- Oh. - It's all good.
All kinds of fun things happening here. All right.
Uh, let me know if you need anything.
Abby: Thank you.
I know you can... shut the door.
(sighing, muttering)
Abby: "Lila stands outside the inn
with Mr. Walters, the local art dealer.
Mr. Walters, you mentioned you were getting a haircut yesterday
when Mrs. Clark's self-portrait went missing.
Problem with that is,
we all know old man Willie's barbershop is closed on Sundays,
and now, thanks to you, so is this case.
Now, I should head back inside.
My kids need to be tucked in
and my cookie timer will be going off any minute."
Why does it always gotta be cookies?
Mm, I'm hungry.
Oh, this is so cute.
Did you change your mind?
Oh, well, you talked such a big game,
so I sort of wanted to see
what this shepherd's pie was all about.
That is, if it's not too late.
Yeah, no, one shepherd's pie coming right up.
Here, please have a seat.
Thank you.
You good?
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, I got this.
You just... Is that your script?
- Yeah. - Oh, wow.
(utensil clattering)
Kitchen's this way. Silly.
(clattering)
Don't worry about it. Got it.
Okay. Okay.
Ready for dessert?
Oh.
Mmm.
I've got Rudy's signature sticky toffee pudding.
Wow.
You know, honestly, with my luck today,
I thought you were gonna offer me
homemade Christmas cookies.
Oh, no. You don't strike me as a cookie person.
Oh, you have no idea. (chuckling)
(stammering)
- Do you want to sit...? Okay. - Love to sit. Thank you.
What's-- What's the verdict?
Oh, on the food or the script?
Oh. Uh... the food first.
Honestly, you undersold it.
Yes! What about the script?
Eh, jury's still out.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
"The Powder Point Inn Mysteries."
Yeah, it's a new show I'm starting right after Christmas
about an innkeeper who solves crimes in a small community.
Oh. I can relate.
Well, if it's not too much trouble, you know,
do you mind if I maybe pick your brain about running an inn?
It could really help me bring some authenticity to the part.
Yeah. Yeah, any time. I mean, I actually am...
part of the entertainment industry myself.
- Really? - Yes.
Yeah. I'm-- I'm the director
at the local Christmas pageant at our church.
Well, what made you decide to take on the pageant?
My wife Natalie.
She directed for years,
and then when... she passed away,
a friend took over for a few years,
and then she was transferred, so I decided to volunteer,
despite having zero experience.
Incredible of you to step up and take it on.
It's important for me to... keep her legacy alive.
Yeah. I'm sure she's smiling down from up above.
I know she's smiling right now,
because she was your biggest fan.
- Really? - Really was.
She would be just so thrilled
to know that you're staying here at the inn.
Aw. That means a lot. Thank you.
Well, it was the-- you know, your character's hopeful spirit
that really comforted her,
especially, um, at the end.
Really?
Wow.
Um, I'm-- I'm glad Gabriella could do that for her.
You two ran this inn together?
Well, it was her idea.
Despite the plumbing issues that I think I have under control...
Mm-hmm. Let's hope.
...I'm kind of starting
to sort of, ish, get the hang of it, I think.
And how about the pageant?
- Nick: Oh! - Is that okay?
Ha-ha! That's another story.
I'm much more comfortable with Bunsen burners
than I am with blocking.
Well, you know, I haven't done much directing
since theater school, but if you need a sounding board,
I'm around.
Aww. That's awfully kind of you.
I might just take you up on that.
But honestly, what about you?
I see that you're here through Christmas.
You have big plans?
Oh, no, no, no, no. Just, you know,
lots of research and script reading.
Other than that, I'm going to lay low.
- What?! - Abby: Yeah.
Laying lo-- you're laying low in Vermont during Christmas?
Come on. We are Christmas.
You don't know, do you?
Know-- Know what? I don't know a lot.
Ms. Eldredge: Nick!
Nick?
Yeah, I'm right here, Ms. Eldridge.
You wouldn't happen to have a portable heater?
Mr. O'Malley's paws are freezing.
Oh... (chuckling)
Yeah, let's get you that heater, of course.
(gasping) Wait a minute.
What?
I know where I know you from.
You're that woman that had that public meltdown.
No, no, no.
You are mistaking Abby for someone else.
- Let's go get that heater. - Abby! Exactly.
My bridge partner sent me the video.
- Here, I'm gonna show you. - No, that won't be necessary.
Ms. Eldridge: Here. Lookit, here.
- Ms. Eldridge, that's your-- - Can you help me?
That's your calculator.
Listen, I don't know what video you're talking about,
nor do I care because it's safe to say that meltdowns
are part of being a human being, right?
I mean, you saw me last week when the water main burst, yeah?
I don't think you'd want your most vulnerable moments
broadcast to the world, okay?
Well, that's something I've never had to worry about.
Hmm. I bet not.
Let's find that heater for Mr. O'Malley.
Ms. Eldridge: Right.
(sighing)
Abby, it's really wonderful to have you here.
So, just please let me know if you need anything. Okay?
Thank you.
Ms. Eldridge: Yeah, and by the way, my toilet is clogged.
*
Right, and you had a peppermint moc-- mocha.
- Happy holidays. - Thank you.
- Merry Christmas. - Merry Christmas.
Do you know who that was?
Yeah. It was Abby Fontaine.
What do you think brings her to Vermont?
Probably hiding from all that bad press.
What?
You didn't see the video?
She went shopping and refused to pay for her items.
- (gasping) - She told the poor salesman
she shouldn't have to because she's a 'celebrity'.
Yeah. Wouldn't even gave him an autograph
for his sick grandmother. Can you believe it?
She said all that on camera?
Yeah. I mean, I didn't actually see it,
but my hairdresser's mom did.
- Mmm. - Yeah, sad, isn't it?
I never would have expected that from her.
You know, just because you play a saint on TV
doesn't mean you're one in real life.
- Um, Zoey? - Yeah?
That espresso isn't going to make itself.
Oh, right. A double espresso for Mia, please.
Mom, you will not believe who I just saw.
Mrs. Guiding Grace herself getting coffee at Zoey's.
(scoffing) She was fuming
when Zoey asked her to pay for her coffee.
Miss Fontaine! It's great to see you again.
Hey. Please call me Abby.
Were you able to stay at the inn?
I was, yeah. Thank you so much.
I'm actually just heading back there now.
Me, too. I'm just dropping this off at the church
before I start my shift.
Oh, um, can I...? Please, let me help you.
Oh, thank you.
I think I may have overdone it with the toy drive this year.
Are you doing all right?
Yeah, I'm just feeling a little overwhelmed.
So, probably just going to hang out at the inn
for the rest of my vacation.
Oh, I'm really sorry, Abby. I saw the news.
And you really still want to talk to me?
Of course!
I'm a woman of faith, not a woman of judgment.
Besides, those articles are far less concerned with the facts
and more concerned with gossip.
Yeah, you and Nick might be the only two people
who realize that.
Well, it must be difficult
trying to live up to the perfect TV character.
It's so strange, for the longest time,
the world just couldn't tell Abby and Gabriella apart,
until the other day, when I had a very human moment
after getting some unexpected news.
And now, it's like,
instead of seeing me as too perfect, they look at me like...
You let them down.
Yeah.
You know, years ago,
I went through a divorce,
and everybody and their mother had something to say about it.
It was hard, but it taught me that, once you accept yourself,
what others think won't matter as much.
I really want to let go of what others think of me.
Then, my unsolicited advice...
is to not hide out at the inn.
Don't let these busybodies ruin your vacation?
Thanks so much for your help Abby.
(kids laughing)
They're rehearsing for the local Christmas pageant.
Oh. You know, I'm gonna go see what's going on in there.
But thank you so much for the chat.
So helpful.
Anytime.
I appreciate it.
Okay, just-- just remember that it's pronounced 'frankincense',
not 'Frankenstein', okay?
- Okay. - Okay. Okay, good.
Oh, um, it's probably not...
Flip it over.
- Hi. - Hi.
Hi. What...?
What are you doing here?
I'm an actress.
We naturally gravitate towards stages.
(chuckling) Wow.
Listen, about that video...
Oh, please. You have--
really, you have nothing to explain.
Celebrity gossip's just never been my thing, so...
Well, I'm definitely going to try
not to worry about what people think of me.
However, the story they created
is very different than what actually happened.
Okay? Just need to say that.
Okay.
I'm sure that it is.
Um...
I'm really sorry for whatever it is you're going through.
- Thank you. I appreciate that. - Of course.
How's the-- how's the play going? It's looking...
Oh... (chuckling)
It's going.
One of my angels just quit
because rehearsal was interfering with sledding time.
Oh.
I can't find half my barn animals.
Oh, actually I think I saw them roaming around outside.
Oh, great. Yeah.
You know, I just... Ugh.
I just want this to be perfect for the kids,
but I'm starting to feel like I'm in over my head here.
Well, listen, working with kids
can definitely be challenging, but after 14 seasons
of working with them, I've learned a few tricks.
Do you mind if I try something?
Please, be my guest.
(snapping)
(both snapping)
(all snapping)
(snapping)
Great!
Gabriella!
Oh, no, sorry, this is-- this is Abby.
She's the really talented actress
who played Gabriella on TV.
(clapping)
(all clapping)
Excellent! Stomp, stomp!
Shake it out!
Great! Now, start the scene!
Okay. Come on, guys.
There.
Uh...
Wow, that actually worked.
- Yeah. - You're, uh...
- You're really good at this. - Thanks.
Maybe I could be more than a sounding board for you?
You know, pretty flexible over the next week,
and you look like you could use a hand, so...
Or two.
- Or ten. - (chuckling)
Tick-tock. Time is money.
Uh, from the top.
Big energy. Action.
I bring news of great joy,
news of great joy that's...
Um...
You okay, Luce? You're doing great.
Yeah, I just keep thinking about
all the people who are going to be watching me.
Oh. Yeah, that's okay. Um...
You know what? That's a-- that's a wrap for today, guys.
We'll do the same time tomorrow?
Okay. Thank you so much.
Hey. Do you mind if I...
Can I try something?
Oh, sure. Yeah, sure.
- Yeah? It's okay? - Yeah.
You know something?
I get nervous all the time when I act.
But you never look nervous.
That doesn't mean I don't feel nervous.
Do you ever forget your lines?
Of course I do.
But I just remind myself that it's okay to make a mistake
because it's not about being perfect;
it's about believing in ourselves and doing our best,
no matter what.
Maybe you can be an angel in the play, too.
Oh, no, no, no.
So, that way, you could be next to me in case I get nervous.
Oh, sweetie, that's a wonderful idea,
but Abby's just a guest at the inn.
She's here on vacation, so it's...
Listen, I'll tell you what.
How about we make a secret signal?
That way, if you get nervous,
you can just look for me in the audience.
So, what's our secret signal?
Ah. Okay.
How about I put my hands on my heart, like this?
And that way, you know that,
even though I'm not on stage with you,
I'm still there with you.
Like how my mom isn't here anymore,
but she's still with me. Right, Dad?
That's right, sweetie. Why don't we get our coats.
Thank you.
You did so great today.
All right. I'll see you out there, all right?
Okay. I'll just wait outside.
Hey, Nick.
- Yeah. Hi. - Listen.
I hope I didn't overstep.
I didn't realize that Lucy was your daughter.
Are you kidding me? No.
Thank you so much for being kind to her.
- She's a great kid. - Yeah.
Are you sure you want to help out directing this?
Well, yeah, if it'd help, I'd love--
- You're hired. - Hi, Nick.
Aah! Hi!
Uh, Mia. Um...
Mia, Abby. Abby, Mia.
Mia's daughter is one of our sheep.
And Abby's staying at the inn.
She's also helping out with the pageant.
We're so excited to see this year's pageant.
The whole town's talking about it.
Oh, thank you. The kids are working really hard,
and Jen's just knocking it out of the park.
Anyway, I wanted to see if you were coming to this year's
Christmas Masquerade Ball. I have an extra ticket.
Oh. Well, I already sent my donation.
But no, not this year.
I've got so much going on, unfortunately.
All the single ladies will be disappointed.
But you are so sweet for making a donation.
(chuckling nervously)
Oh, there she is. Good job today, Jen.
Well, it was nice meeting you, Mia.
- Abby? - Yeah?
Are you going to come with us to get hot cider?
Oh... It's really good cider.
Yeah, I'd love to.
(chattering)
Thanks, man.
Mmm, this is great apple cider.
- Right? - Yeah.
The apples are grown here in our orchards.
Yeah, we are pretty spoiled when it comes to anything apples -
pie, cider, bobbing.
Look, Dad,
Bryce and Eloise are decorating wreaths. Can I go?
Of course you can.
(sighing contentedly)
As I'm sure you noticed, we are way behind
on our Christmas decorations at the inn.
Mm. Well, do you need a hand?
Do I?
Well, let's go make some wreaths.
Together?
Uh, yeah.
Okay. Yeah.
So, as a science teacher, I'd imagine you're pretty excited
about this Christmas star.
Oh, yeah. You know what, though?
Fun fact - it's not actually a star.
It's called a planetary conjunction.
It's when you have two astronomical objects
aligned together to appear as one in the sky
from Earth's perspective.
Hmm. Then, why are they calling it
the 'modern-day Star of Bethlehem?'
That's a good question
because Jupiter and Saturn align roughly every 20 years, right?
So, some believe that it's this very planetary conjunction
that the Wise Men were referring to as the Star of Bethlehem.
Well, do you think maybe there's something deeper going on,
since it's happening on Christmas Eve.
I've never really thought about that.
Yeah.
Well, planetary conjunction or not, the star appeared
to the Wise Men exactly when they needed it.
So, I'm thinking that,
since the star is appearing on Christmas Eve,
it's a sign for those of us who need hope right now.
You know? Maybe just a way to feel a little less lost.
That's beautiful, actually.
Working on this pageant has really been a good reminder
to check in on my faith.
You know, I mean, I still believe, of course,
but prayer hasn't come as easy.
Yeah, I used to wish that my faith
came as easily as Gabriella's.
I mean, she was always so certain with all the answers.
Yeah.
But I recently realized that
you don't have to be certain to pray,
you just need to start a conversation with God.
Well, for what it's worth,
Gabriella is not the only one with good advice.
Abby's pretty spot on, too.
Wow! Things are really coming along.
- It was all Nick. - Nick: Well...
Looks like stepping into a Guiding Grace Christmas special.
Nick: Oh, thank you.
Still got to finish the lights,
the tree and the garland, but you gotta start somewhere.
Well, I just finished reading my script,
if you want any help.
Oh, you have...
already done so much.
No, go relax. You're our guest, please, please.
Yeah, a guest who has to research
what it's like being an innkeeper.
So, you'd actually be doing me a favor.
Oh, that's right. Ornaments are in the box.
- Great. - I found it!
What? Oh, yeah! Aww...
Natalie bought Lucy this Shepherd on the Search doll
a few years ago.
And every night, he goes on a journey.
And in the morning, Lucy finds him on his way to the manger.
That sounds like a beautiful tradition you had with your mom.
Yeah. It was pretty much my favorite.
Nick and Abby: Aww.
What are your Christmas traditions, Abby?
Well, I'm, uh, still trying to figure that one out.
Mmm.
I don't know. Maybe it's time
for some new Christmas traditions.
Come on, Abby. Let's go decorate the tree.
* Oh, it's that time of year *
- Does this one go here? - Yeah, that one...
- (speaking inaudibly) - Okay. All right.
* There's so many smiling faces *
* Love is everywhere *
- Okay, all right. - Lucy: Come on, Abby.
Did you make that one? You did, didn't she?
Okay, all right.
Oh, look, it's one you made.
- Oh, yeah! - Fun begin.
Are you sure you got this?
Ahh, yes!
What's going on with your hair?
- (barking) - (laughing)
(chattering)
Nick: There you go.
Ahh, nice work.
Thank you all. Merry Christmas, huh?
You know, the most I've decorated
in the past few years has been a house plant.
Oh... (chuckling)
This has been really fun.
Good.
- Dad! - Yeah?
I'm having a fashion emergency.
- Uh-oh. - I can't choose.
Oh, Lucy's aunt's taking her to the Nutcracker tonight.
Oh, fun.
But which one should I wear?
This one has Christmas Wonderland vibes.
Oh, yes.
And this one's more Snowflake Princess.
Oh, yeah. Uh, well...
first off, you're gonna look great in either one of them.
And that one is, uh, well...
- You're hopeless. - Okay.
Abby, can you help me?
Okay, so I love them both,
but I think Snowflake Princess
is going to make you feel extra special.
That's exactly what I was thinking.
Now, I just need to figure out my hair.
Oh, I'll help you braid it. No problem.
Thanks, Dad,
but I'll figure something out.
- Okay. - I can help if you'd like.
- Really? - Yeah, I'd love to.
Come on, then.
Is that all right?
Please. No. Yeah, go.
I... obviously...
Lucy: Where'd you learn how to do hair so well?
Well, when I first started acting,
I used to have to do my own hair and makeup.
But before that, I used to watch my mom do hers
and I would try to copy her.
Is your mom still alive?
No, she's not.
But what helps me is remembering
the fun times that we had together.
I bet you have a lot of great memories of your mom, too.
One Christmas Eve, we were supposed to go caroling,
then a snowstorm hit.
My mom said we shouldn't let this snow ruin our plans,
so we built a fort in the living room
with all the blankets and pillows we could find,
then made hot cocoa with marshmallows
and sat in the fort singing Christmas carols together.
Aww...
It was even better than real caroling.
She sounds like she was a great mom.
She was the best.
Okay, all done.
Do you like it?
I love it. Thank you, Abby.
You're welcome.
Dad!
Zoey: So, for Dad's night off, do you have any big plans?
Well, see, I kind of want to just lay low.
Oh, my goodness. What a squandered opportunity.
- Hi, Aunt Zoey. - Whoa!
Hey, sweetheart.
Do I look like a snowflake princess?
Oh! You definitely do. You look beautiful.
Zoey from the bakery, right?
What?
How exactly do you... know each other?
Abby is a guest here
and she was kind enough to help Lucy get ready tonight.
Oh, what a generous guest.
This is my sister-in-law, Zoey, Natalie's sister.
Ahh.
Okay. Um...
Uh, anyways, it's late and I'm kind of hungry, so I'm gonna...
You have fun at the Nutcracker and I'll see you later. Okay.
- Nick: Yeah. Yeah. Thank you. - Abby: Yeah, no problem.
Okay.
- So, you're ready? - Yep.
Okay.
I just need to grab my jacket actually.
- You know where it is? - Yep.
- Okay. Hurry up. - Okay. So cute.
(chuckling)
(whispers) You could have been a little nicer.
I'm sorry, but can you blame me
for being a little caught off guard
to see Abby Fontaine with my niece?
Have you seen her scandal?
You know I don't care about that kind of stuff.
And honestly, she's one of the most kind,
down to earth people I've ever met, so...
Oh, what? You've known her for three whole days?
Come on, Nick.
You have to be careful.
You can't let Lucy get too attached.
She can't take another loss.
I hear you, but you have nothing to worry about, okay?
Lucy knows Abby's gone after Christmas,
and in the meantime, if hanging out with Abby makes Lucy happy,
I'm not sure what the problem is.
I just don't want Lucy to get hurt.
(whispers) I promise you, you have nothing to worry about.
- Lucy: Ready? - Both: Great!
Follow the light.
What you reading?
Oh, hi.
Whoa, whoa. "The Art of War."
(chuckling)
Whoa.
Sorry.
Yeah.
What were you-- what-- you have plans tonight?
Well, I was sort of hoping to do something Christmassy.
Oh.
Have any ideas?
Sure.
Uh, well, there's the lights down on Maple Street.
They're beautiful.
They're building gingerbread houses in Town Square,
which is so fun.
You can check out the caroling next to the bakery.
Oh, speaking of which, is it me,
or was that sort of awkward earlier?
(sighing) I'm sorry about that.
Zoey is the best, really,
but she's also extra protective of Lucy.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. No, I totally understand.
- Yeah. - I hope I didn't overstep.
Are you kidding? No.
Lucy could not have been happier.
I mean, if I was on hair and dress duty,
I might have sent her in jeans and a perm.
(chuckling) Well, I'm glad I could help.
Yeah.
What were you thinking tonight?
Uh... Well, I was sort of hoping that maybe we could check out
some of that beautiful Vermont nature
you were telling me about.
Or not.
I mean, I have a thousand things to do, so...
- Nick: No, there's a thing... - I could wash my hair.
...we could do. Yeah.
- Yeah? - Yeah. No, I think...
Um, yeah, yeah.
I'm gonna make a call and you bundle up.
I'll meet you back here in 20.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- Okay. - Okay.
- Great. - Great.
Wow. Okay, you really outdid yourself here,
because I would have settled for a brisk walk.
As the owner of an inn,
I find it important to satisfy my guests' needs--
requests. Yeah.
All right. Well, I'll remember that
for when I'm getting into character.
Okay. All right.
- Thank you. - Watch your step.
Aah.
Thank you, Santa.
Thank you.
Enjoy, guys. All right, this way.
- See over here? - Abby: Where are we going?
Nick: Right through here.
- This is so cute! - Right? Okay, come here.
You gotta see this. Okay. Come on, come on, come on.
Okay...
Look in there, right? Okay.
You see that big cluster of stars?
- I don't see anything. - What? Oh!
- Ah! - Okay, got it. Yeah, okay.
Look again. Big cluster of green stars.
- Abby: Yeah! - Nick: Yeah? Yeah.
Abby: Looks like a Christmas tree.
Exactly, yeah. So, that's part of the constellation Monoceros.
And well, it always just gets me in the Christmas spirit.
Oh, it's incredible.
Yeah.
Wow.
Have you always lived in Vermont?
My whole life, born and raised.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
And you've always been interested in science?
Who isn't?
Yeah, no, I was the kid who--
here, actually, sit, sit, please.
- Oh. Thank you. - You park it over there.
There's a blanket if you need it.
I was the kid who, you know, wanted to be the astronaut,
but once I got my first experience teaching,
everything changed.
There's just something rewarding
about working with kids, you know.
What about you? Has LA always been home?
Do you want...?
- Yes, please. - Hot cocoa. Okay.
Yeah, technically, born and raised. Um...
But lately, I don't really know where home is.
Yeah, house and home aren't always the same?
- No. - Marshmallows?
Please. Yeah.
Okay, there you go.
- Oh, thank you. - Cheers.
Cheers.
Well, for the longest time, the set of Guiding Grace
felt like home because I spent so much time there.
- Yeah, I bet. - And it's like
my TV family started to feel like a real family.
And then, I married Julian.
- What? - Yeah.
- Whoa. - And it was incredible
because my fictional life had actually become a reality.
And it was sort of hard to let all that go.
Why didn't it work out?
Well, a week ago, I would have told you
it was because I wanted a family and he didn't.
And now?
And now, um...
I just-- We were under so much pressure.
Mmm.
Like, I sort of took on the role of the all-knowing,
supportive wife that had all the answers.
And he was the doting husband that always deferred to me.
And while that works really well on a TV show,
it doesn't work so well in reality.
Sure. It's difficult to separate professional and personal.
Yeah. It's almost like
we didn't know where our characters ended and we began.
I imagine that made the divorce difficult.
Yeah, in some ways. But we were amicable.
You know? I'd even go to his aunt's every year for Christmas.
Well, what changed this year?
Oh, you really don't read entertainment news do you?
No.
Uh... Well,
I just recently found out that he's engaged
and is expecting a baby.
Oh, wow. Talk about a plot twist.
Yeah.
I think there was a time when I...
held out hope for reconciliation,
but what I really wanted was familiarity and family
because I-- I just really hate coming home to an empty house.
I get that.
When... (clearing throat)
...Natalie passed it was...
the inn just became a shell of what it once was.
I'm sorry, Nick. I...
Your loss is so much greater than mine.
No, I-- I don't think loss is something to be compared.
You know?
I mean, Julian didn't die,
but your dream of having a family did.
That didn't-- that didn't come out right.
- I'm sorry. I was... - No, I...
I think... (sighing)
What I was trying to say is...
...I think you're going to get your second chance at love.
Nick: Pretty cool, huh?
Abby: Amazing.
- This is our stop. - Yeah.
That was exactly what I needed.
Being in nature has a way of clearing my head.
Yeah. This is such a magical place.
- Can't write this stuff, huh? - Yeah.
Dad, Abby!
- Oh, hey. - Hi! What...
How was the nutcracker?
- It was so good. - Nick: Yeah?
And one of the ballerinas even told me she loved my dress.
Of course she did.
Sorry. What are you two doing out here?
I was just showing Abby around town.
By sleigh?
Yeah. (stammering)
You know what? Hey, would you go tell Abby all about the play?
I'm gonna have a little chat with Aunt Zoey, okay?
- Okay. - Nick: Okay.
Here, take your popcorn, sweetie.
Okay.
Lucy: Okay, so, first there's a big Christmas party...
- What? - What is going on?
All Lucy talked about tonight was Abby.
She grew up watching Abby on TV.
Of course she's gonna be excited,
but she knows that she's only here on vacation.
She's okay with that.
- Are you? - I'm just...
Hey, uh, Lucy, come look at the snow angel I just made.
Okay. I'll see you soon.
Okay. All right, bye.
I'm just trying to be a...
Listen, I'm just a little concerned
and a little shocked, honestly.
The pageant was Natalie's legacy.
How is a celebrity who's wrapped up in some scandal
gonna help to preserve it?
Um, honestly, if I were you,
I'd probably feel the exact same way.
I didn't mean for you to hear that.
This is all just a lot to process.
No, I get it. I mean, I'm just trying to help Nick
and the kids, but if I'm in the way...
No! Oh, no, no.
It's just the last I heard, I thought you were gonna stay in,
have some time to yourself.
Oh, it's my fault. I was like--
- I asked him to show me aro-- - Guess what?
What?
We just rehearsed our lines and didn't mess up.
Yeah.
Now, we just gotta get it right on stage.
Well, I've been off book for weeks.
- Lucy: Yeah. - You're gonna be great on stage
because if you can do it here, you can do it there.
- Lucy: Aunt Zoey? - Yes, sweetheart?
Are you gonna come watch my scene tomorrow?
It'd mean a lot to me and Luce.
Yes, I would love to come and check it out.
I guess that means I'll see you all tomorrow, then.
Nick: Good.
- Thank you for tonight. - Thank you for tonight.
- Lucy: Night. - Abby: Bye.
Zoey: See you later.
- Okay, tell me all about it. - Lucy: Okay. Let's go.
Eloise: Can we get a pretzel?
Nick: Of course we can get a pretzel.
- Lucy: I called dibs. - Bryce: Dibs!
- Nick: Okay. - Lucy: Jinx.
(shivering) Okay.
Why don't you go look for the shepherd
and we'll get your PJs on, okay, sweetie?
Okay, Dad. Goodnight, Abby.
Goodnight, princess.
Lucy: I can't wait for tomorrow.
- Me, too. - Um...
Yeah, I should get to bed, too.
Yeah, well, I'm...
Okay. Goodnight.
Goodnight, Abby. (stammering)
*
Abby: This is nicer than what you'd find
on most Hollywood sets.
Well, thank you. Natalie had a dear friend
who was a big Broadway producer, and a few years back,
donated a bunch of wardrobe that they weren't using anymore.
Yeah? That's incredible.
We got pretty lucky.
You got Chicago, Grease, My Fair Lady.
- My Fair Lady? - Yeah.
- Really? - Yeah.
- That's my favorite musical. - I love My Fair Lady.
You know the musical My Fair Lady?
Of course. Originally starring Julie Andrews
and later played by Audrey Hepburn in the film adaptation.
- Hmm. - Nick: Wonderful.
Eloise: What?
I take my profession very seriously.
- I can see that. - Now, shall we get on with it?
We shall.
You're wrapped.
Okay, Bryce, remember, buddy, when Joseph and Mary
ask to come in, you tell them that they can't, okay? Got it?
- Got it. - Got it! Great!
- Abby: Okay. - Okay, here we go.
Great, let's run the scene.
And... action!
Knock, knock.
My wife's is with child and we need somewhere to stay.
Can you let us in?
Oh, of course!
Okay, okay, okay, let's cut.
Bryce, buddy, we just talked about this.
When they ask to come in, you say they can't.
I know, but that just seems so mean.
- Oh, well... - You know what?
You're right, that was unkind.
If I let them in won't people watching think I'm mean, too?
Abby: You don't have to worry about that
because what we're doing here is we're showing people
what it feels like when we're unkind.
That way, when they have the opportunity
to make someone feel welcome and included,
that's exactly what they'll do.
Okay. I can do that.
Okay, excellent.
Yes, Eloise.
I'm having trouble connecting with my character
because Mary's about to be a mom and I've never been a mom.
Right. Okay. So, that's-- that's very insightful, Eloise.
Have you ever taken care of anything in your life?
My little sister, Emory.
Yeah? Okay, and I'm sure you love her very much.
Excellent.
Now, if you could just imagine that feeling of loving her
and wanting to protect her,
that's what a mother feels, but even more so.
Okay, I can work with that.
You really are a professional.
Aww, thanks.
Okay, we're good there. Um...
How about we move on to the angel scene, okay?
- Lucy: Abby? - Abby: Yes?
Which wings would you wear?
Oh, that's a tough call. I love them both. Um...
Which ones would you choose?
I can't decide.
I thought you'd know because my mom always said
you gave the very best advice.
- I'm going to... - Yeah.
Okay, so,
which ones do you think your mother would have chosen?
These ones for sure.
Okay, then let's go with those.
Lucy: Okay.
Hi.
Hey. Um...
You're doing great.
Oh... Yeah, thanks.
So, is your friend, Abby.
Thanks, Zoey.
I'm going to grab some ingredients for later.
I'll see you guys soon?
Yeah, we'll see you back.
All right. Bye.
Bye, Zoey.
Yes, Ms. Eldridge, warm milk on its way.
Oh, let me help you with that.
Oh, thank you, Abby.
Yeah. What's all this for?
Zoey has graciously offered to host
a cookie decorating class for our guests.
Oh, cookies...
my favorite.
Although, I thought we'd be doing
the baking of the baked goods at the bakery.
Oh, what's the fun in that?
So fun, as long as our plumbing holds.
Okay, okay. So, the truth is,
I was actually hoping to spend some time with you, Abby.
Nick: What?
Ready to get your cookie on?
Okay!
Okay, so, uh, full disclosure,
I've never made a cookie in my life.
You're gonna be great. Okay, listen,
I'll do the wet ingredients, you do the dry ones.
Okay.
I'm really sorry about last night.
I only want what's best for my niece and for Nick,
and sometimes,
that keeps me from giving someone a fair chance.
It's just my sister was my favorite person in the world.
(sighing) I think about her all the time.
Yeah. I mean,
we all want what's best for the people we love, so I get it.
Your show just brought my sister so much joy.
You know, at the end we watched it together,
and at first, I rolled my eyes, but...
that changed to tears pretty quick.
Really?
Yeah. It just gave Natalie, and maybe even me,
a little hope when we needed it most.
Okay, don't let this tough exterior fool you, but...
I'm actually quite a softie.
But don't tell anyone.
I'm a vault.
(both chuckling)
I'm just, um...
I'm just glad the show could bring you guys some hope.
I'm sorry.
It wasn't just the show; it was you.
Oh. (sighing)
No, I just--
I just recited the lines the writers wrote for me, so...
Nobody told you what to say to those kids in rehearsal.
- Right. - You got this.
Thank you.
- Okay. - Okay. Yeah, enough of that.
Do you know how to crack an egg?
Oh, please, do I know how to crack an egg.
Season 4, episode 7, she worked in a soup kitchen.
Nick: Oh, wow! Look at these!
Holy moly, they look delicious!
(chuckling) Oh...
Except...
your decorating skills are a little suspect.
Oh. Says you? What is this? A pepperoni pizza?
This is clearly a Christmas tree with big red ornaments.
(clearing throat)
Nick: Ahh...
Abby: Wow, Clara, that's beautiful.
- Thank you. - Whatever.
Clara's pretty much good at everything.
- That's true. - (chuckling)
How long have you two known each other?
Oh, gosh, Clara's been a source of wisdom
for me since I was Lucy's age, actually.
Clara: That's his flattering way of saying
I was his Sunday school teacher.
That too.
Honestly, the best person you'll ever meet.
- Aww. - Nick: Hands down, for real.
When I took over the inn, she cut back on her hours
at her job at the big fancy resort to come help me out,
and let's just say I can't pay her close to what they can.
Oh, stop.
Well, honestly, if it weren't for Clara,
I'd either be home alone in LA or holed up in my room, so...
Well, thank goodness
that neither one of those things happened.
Yeah, amen.
I'm not sure what's wrong with this thing.
Last week, it was working perfectly.
The whole fixture is brand new. I installed it myself.
You know what? I can just take a shower.
No, no, no. It just needs a little adjusting.
That looks like... a lot of wrench.
Oh, trust me. I know what I'm doing.
I see that.
It's, uh, maybe time to call a professional.
Okay, yeah.
Yeah, let's see... I'm just gonna...
You'll be soaking in bliss in no time.
I'm just gonna make a quick call.
(phone line ringing)
I know a guy.
Ah, Randy!
How's my favorite plumber, huh?
Yeah, Nick McGuire down here at the inn.
Hey, I got a little situation I could use your help with.
What? Next Tuesday?
No, no, no, no.
This is kind of a right now sort of thing.
It's... (stammering)
Okay. Okay. Yeah.
Got it. Yep.
Um... let me know if something changes.
Okay.
(phone beeping)
(exhaling sharply) Let me take another look.
Season 12, episode 6, Gabriella helps build wells in Africa.
It was a two-parter.
I must have missed it.
(sighing)
Hey, what does Gabriella know about boilers?
Thank you. We will be there. Yeah. Okay.
Whoo! What a soak! I feel great.
Ooh.
Right. What's on the menu tonight?
After all your hard work today, we're going out.
You and me?
You and me.
Oh. Uh, where are we going?
It's a surprise. Are you in?
Yeah. Yeah. I love surprises. I'm definitely in.
Great. I'm just gonna go change into my tuxedo,
and we'll head out.
(chattering)
- Abby: What are we doing here? - Nick: Just come on.
- Just trust me, okay? - Abby: Oh, yeah, yeah.
- Like with the bathtub? - Nick: Yeah, exactly. Okay.
Wait, wait, please.
The My Fair Lady gown?
For you to wear to the masquerade ball...
tonight.
But I thought you weren't going.
I didn't have the right date.
*
(exhaling sharply)
Well?
That'll work.
Abby: Oh... Oh.
I feel like I'm in a fairy tale.
And I feel like the luckiest man on the planet,
having you on my arm.
Abby: I don't remember the last time I did this.
It's been... a long time.
Well, needless to say, neither have I.
Hey, Abby, um...
I'm just really happy you're here.
- Me, too. - Mia: Is that Nick McGuire?
Nick: Yeah.
Guilty as charged.
- You made it after all. - Yeah.
And who's this?
Hi, Mia. It's Abby. We met at the rehearsal.
Well, I suppose this is the perfect event for you,
wearing a mask and hiding from all that nasty gossip.
- Mia, you don't even know-- - Nick, it's cool. I got this.
Listen, Mia,
when I overheard you
talking negatively about me at the bakery, I felt really hurt,
but your words actually helped me realize
who I am and who I'm not.
And I am not the person that I play on TV
or the person they portray on social media.
I have flaws;
we all do.
But I'm kind and I care about others.
You should try it sometime.
That was a private conversation.
If you'll excuse me...
You're excused.
Um... I guess you gave her something to think about.
Yeah, I hope so.
- And now, we dance. - Oh, no.
- I don't dance. I'm gonna go-- - Oh, you do now.
No, I don't, not with everyone--
- Yes, you do. - Really?
But-- but what about your mask?
I don't need it anymore.
Okay.
(soft piano music playing)
Neither do I.
*
* I made up my mind *
* I took some time and I opened my eyes *
* Oh, this year, darling *
* I'm gon' find the love *
Wow, you're really good at this.
Season 7, episode 8,
Gabriella won a ballroom dancing competition.
- I knew you were gonna win. - (chuckling)
You know, I've been thinking a lot about what you said
about... it being a sign of hope
that the star is appearing on Christmas Eve,
and, um...
I'm starting to think that you were right.
Yeah? Why is that?
I don't know.
I guess because everything in my life
is feeling a lot more hopeful.
You know, before I came here, I actually prayed for hope.
Really? Yeah?
Were your prayers answered?
Yeah.
But not how I expected.
How so?
Well, it's just that, um, my life has changed a lot...
Yeah?
...in such a short amount of time.
The pageant, working with the kids...
Yeah.
...especially Lucy,
meeting you.
Having you here has...
been exactly what everyone needed.
It's just, selfishly, I...
I just don't want it to end.
Well, you know, I was actually thinking that...
maybe I could stay a few days past Christmas.
- What? - Yeah.
- Really? - Yeah.
I mean, I'm going to have to be home
for the new year for filming, but...
Yeah, yeah, of course, filming.
Definitely better than nothing.
What do you think?
Yeah, I... I...
I-- I... I think...
*
I think that sounds pretty wonderful.
* This year, darling, we gon' find the love *
*
* I made up my mind *
* I took the time and I opened my eyes *
* Oh, this year, darling *
* I'm gon' find the love *
- Thank you. - Yeah.
Wow.
Now, that was one of the most magical nights of my life.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
What made it so magical?
Well, for the first time in a long time...
I just got to be me.
It felt really good.
Ms. Eldridge: Oh, Nick?
Yep?
Where would I find a spare toothbrush?
Mr. O'Malley's breast sinks.
There's free amenities in the kitchen, Ms. Eldridge.
- Oh, thank you. - Nick: Mm-hmm.
Oh, sorry.
I didn't mean to ruin the romantic moment.
Oh, no, no, you didn't. That's okay.
We were just saying goodnight.
- Yeah. - Yeah, you're good.
Yep. Goodnight.
Underneath the mistletoe, no less.
Nick: Oh, uh...
Well, you know what?
I'll leave you two lovebirds to it.
Okay.
You look like a princess.
Thanks.
(door closing)
I'd have to agree.
- (phone ringing) - Abby: Uh...
- Yep. - Oh, that's my agent.
- Oh, gosh. - No, no, I can get this later.
- You sure? - Yeah, I'll call him back.
- Yeah? - Sure. 100%.
- Okay. - Where were we?
Uh, somewhere here.
- Lucy: Dad! - What?
Hi. What are you doing up?
Where's Zoey?
We were both asleep in my bed, but then, I had a nightmare
about a really mean snowman, and I didn't want to wake her up,
so I came to see if you were home.
Oh, sweetie, come here.
We'll get you back to bed. It's gonna be okay.
I, uh...
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Okay. - It's all right.
(phone ringing)
It's Oliver again, so I should take it anyway.
(phone ringing)
- Goodnight, Abby. - Goodnight.
Yeah. Hey, Oliver, what's up?
How's my favorite star holding up?
Honestly, I'd say I'm more than holding up.
Vermont has been... exactly what I needed.
Oliver: Ha! That's what I like to hear.
So, tell me,
have you been immersing yourself
in the life of a future innkeeper?
Uh, yeah. No, yeah.
I'd say I'm absolutely immersing myself in him--
her, Delila, the character.
Great 'cause here's the deal,
we got a final screen test on the 26th.
What? Screen test? I-- I thought I already had the part.
Uh, you did, till the headlines made 'em jittery.
You know how it is, Hollywood,
a heartbeat away from a panic attack.
It's just a final dance to calm the suits.
No, but the 26th?
- (horn honking) - It's just, Oliver,
I'm helping to direct
the community Christmas Eve pageant up here,
and I was hoping to stay for a few extra days.
Oh.
You're directing a local pageant. Tomorrow?
Well, I'm co-directing, actually and I have to be honest,
I have never felt more alive.
Directing those kids has just made me feel--
Yeah, that's beautiful, really.
No, it is, but you need to be back on the 25th.
You know, the day after tomorrow?
Look, I didn't want to rattle you,
but the producers started sniffing around another actress
during all the negative press.
Look, Oliver, maybe this just isn't meant to be.
No, no, it definitely is.
Because if you're not back here on the 26th,
then this whole deal falls apart.
I'll just email you your ticket, okay?
Abby...
you can't hide forever.
Don't flush your career away.
Yeah, I know. Okay. You're right, I'll, um...
I'll leave on the 25th.
(sighing) Great.
And, uh, break a leg with that whole, uh,
kid... thing.
Sounds like a great news story.
Love ya!
(sighing)
*
(exhaling sharply)
God, I need your help right now.
(voice breaking) I'm feeling a little lost.
I never thought I was going to feel for someone else.
But Abby's brought us so much joy
that I wasn't sure I was going to feel again.
(sighing)
I'm so grateful, even if it's temporary.
So, whatever your will, just...
please help me do right by Natalie...
and Lucy, and help--
just help guide me to do the right choice.
I've been walking through the dark a long time;
I can really use some light.
Zoey: They really are two peas in a pod.
I'm telling you,
Lucy just lights up when she's around Abby.
So do you.
(sighing)
Nick, I can't tell you how much it fills my heart
to see you both doing so much better.
Thank you.
I really, really like Abby.
Right?
But how is this gonna work?
Yeah. I know. I get it, I get it.
Her whole life's in LA, but...
there's just something that won't let me give up hope.
(sighing) That's a really sweet sentiment.
Just how can you be certain
she's not gonna break your heart?
I can't be. I can't.
But... sometimes,
happiness is worth taking a risk,
even if it's scary.
- Mr. McGuire? - Yes, sweetie?
I'm not trying to be a diva, but are there any snacks?
I'm quite peckish.
You're not being a diva at all.
No, you are a hardworking actor
who needs to fuel up for tonight's performance.
Well, do cookies count as fuel?
On Christmas Eve? Absolutely.
You know what? Why don't I run over to the bakery?
I'll grab some stuff for everybody.
I could use some fresh air. I'm gonna come with you.
What is this...
Excuse us. What-- what's going on?
I have no idea.
Oh, you guys here to cover the star?
(both laughing)
I mean, Abby Fontaine
hasn't really been considered a star in a while.
Wait. You're here for Abby?
She's entitled to her privacy. She doesn't want you guys here.
If she doesn't want us here, then why did she invite us?
I'm sorry. Abby wouldn't have done that.
I hate to break it to you, buddy, but she would
and she did.
That makes no sense. Why would she want you here?
To cover a children's play that she's directing.
It's obviously some desperate PR move.
Hey, look,
I know this may be shocking to you,
but in our world, a celeb tipping us off
to their location for good press is a daily occurrence.
Wait. I'm sorry. Did you say she tipped you off?
And now, she'll act all surprised when we show up,
like we just happened to catch her
in this beautiful moment of charity.
(camera shutters clicking)
You can't be that surprised, can you?
They're actors; they know how to act.
No, excuse me. I'm out of here.
Okay, I'll meet you back there right away.
Blogger: Follow me!
- Zoey: Excuse me. - You too.
Let's go.
Okay, great. Now, just move a little to your left.
No, your-- your other left.
Okay, your left hand makes an 'L', so if you want to just...
Hi. Can I talk to you for a second?
Oh, yeah, yeah, sure.
Okay, everyone, it's almost showtime,
so let's get those costumes on and we'll meet you backstage.
All right.
Is everything okay?
Yep. Why don't we go outside?
What's going on?
Oh... I think you know.
Oh, is this about the donkey not wearing his ears?
Look, I know it looks better with them on,
but they were itchy,
and so, I told him it was fine.
I should have run that by you. Sorry.
I thought you wanted to get away from the cameras,
not get in front of them to secure some role.
I meant to tell you about that,
but I only decided on it last night when Oliver called.
I just thought I had the role locked in and I don't so...
You didn't think how this would affect the pageant?
I don't see how it would.
Ah... Okay, got it.
How do you even know about this?
The only other person that knows is my agent.
And the press? I ran into them at the bakery.
What? Why would the press be at the bakery?
- Why don't you ask them? - What are you guys doing here?
How did you even know where I was?
We're here to see about the amazing charity work
you're doing for kids.
Very impressive, Abby.
Can you tell us what inspired you to give up your vacation
to volunteer your time?
We heard there's no director and you stepped in to save the show.
I guess you got what you came here for.
No, Nick, hold-- can you guys just please give me a minute?
Nick, wait, wait, wait, wait. I promise I don't know any--
I'm so confused. I have no idea what's happening.
You know how much this pageant meant to me.
This was Natalie's legacy.
Nick, please, you have to believe me,
this is the furthest thing from what I wanted.
I want to believe you, I do.
But you...
You are an incredible actor.
And right now, I don't know if I'm your friend
or just another viewer.
So, I don't think it's a good idea for you to be here tonight.
- Reporters: Abby, Abby! - Abby, Abby!
Please go away. Just please leave me alone.
Reporter: No, Abby, just one last photo, please.
Abby, get in here.
Reporter: Abby, do you have any comment?
Sorry, folks, unless you're praying, you ain't staying.
* O holy night *
* The stars are brightly *
* Shining *
* It is the night *
* Of our dear Savior's birth *
* O night *
* Divine... *
Okay. No, you guys are gonna be great. It's me.
It's all me.
- Hey. - It's really full out here.
How are you holding up?
Oh... You know, I thought I knew
who the real Abby was, but I guess I was mistaken.
Nick, over the last few days,
she has proven herself to be an incredible person.
Yeah, well, I spoke to the paparazzi,
and she's the one that made the phone call, so...
I've been thinking about that.
- What? - I don't know.
Celebrities don't even make their own nail appointments.
What is that supposed to mean?
Something's just not - I don't know - adding up.
What do you mean? I'd love to believe you,
but I don't know what to believe anymore, so...
Nick.
- Nick! - What?
I mean, she's a good actress, but she's not that good.
What's that?
I don't know.
Don't you think Abby coming into your life...
...is meant to be?
- You think it was meant to be? - Yeah.
- You do? - Yeah.
- Should I go get her? - Go! Go!
Wait. Can you stay with the kids,
make sure they're in costume, all ready to go?
I'm on it, I'm on it, I'm on it. Go, go, go, go, go.
Thank you.
- I appreciate you. - I love you.
- I love you too. - Okay.
Okay, I'm going.
(sighing contentedly)
I thought the drama was supposed to be on the stage.
I'll say.
*
(sighing)
Nick: I made a big mistake.
Zoey: Come on.
Like, do people actually live here?
Abby! There you are!
Oliver? What are you doing here?
Saving the day! Look at this! We're blowing up!
What is this?
Your career back! What does it look like?
You called the press?
Yeah. You're welcome!
Oh! The network's thrilled!
No more screen test! You got the part!
Oliver, that was not the plan.
Well, it is now, okay?
Got the red-eye booked, first class.
Just need a little wet ink on the contract.
We can toast on the plane. Come on!
Come on, let's go, before we freeze to death!
Let's go!
In the hills outside Bethlehem,
shepherds watched their sleepy sheep.
All at once, the dark is lost in light.
- Dad. I can't find Abby. - Yeah.
She's supposed to do her special sign,
so I know I'm not alone.
Where is she?
Sweetie, come here.
I am so sorry, okay?
Abby not being here is my fault.
But I know you're gonna do great.
You've been so wonderful in rehearsal.
I know you got this, okay?
Okay, Dad. I'll do my best.
And in the middle of that light,
is something even brighter:
the face of an angel.
Okay, okay, that's your cue. Go, go, go, go, go, go, go.
Do not be afraid.
I bring news of great joy.
News of great joy to be...
Um... Um...
Um...
News of great joy to be...
Um...
Hello, fellow angel.
I believe you were telling everyone
we bring them news of great joy.
A joy to be shared by all people.
Today, a Savior is born. He is Christ the Lord.
- Hi. - Hi.
- I got it. - Yeah.
Later.
(audience applauding)
You did so good.
The shepherds run with joy, as the angels depart.
Okay, we should get going, fellow angel. Let's go.
Lucy: Look at that beautiful star, fellow angel.
Why is it there?
Um... because it's leading them to Bethlehem.
Okay, let's go.
But how do they know to follow that star?
Uh, because...
- They've gone rogue. - Oh.
Because, sometimes, when we're lost or unsure,
we need guidance.
Okay, we're out. Nope. All right.
Um... (clearing throat)
The light of that star
brings them to hope and joy,
the baby Jesus.
They trusted God,
even though the journey is uncertain.
And they follow it.
In the end, they...
believe that it will lead them to where they belong.
(audience cheering)
Lucy: And where do we belong?
Right now, we belong off stage.
(giggling)
I'm so happy you made it.
Woman: Way to go, Lucy!
(audience applauding)
(audience cheering)
Great job.
My man... Good job.
Hi, Abby.
Um, okay, I just need to start.
Um, I had no idea the press was here.
When we spoke,
I thought you were referring to the screen test
that my agent asked me to fly home for.
And I'm just really sorry,
and I hope you believe me that I had nothing to do with that.
I should have never doubted you.
You've treated us with nothing but kindness.
I'm sorry.
I can't blame you.
I mean, I've spent my whole life playing other people,
so why should you believe me?
I should have believed you.
The only reason I didn't believe you is because,
when I realized how deep my feelings were for you...
I panicked.
I did.
And I went looking for any evidence to prove to me
that what I was feeling this last week was just not real...
...to snap me out of any delusional thought
that Abby Fontaine -
the most... beautiful woman inside and out -
could actually, potentially,
just maybe...
feel even a hint...
for me of what I'm feeling towards her.
Well, I think you can add writer to your resume.
That was good.
Abby...
what I'm feeling for you is...
so huge and so real...
and I'm pretty sure
if you feel even a speck of that in return,
it might just last us a lifetime.
Lucy: Abby...
I want to give you your Christmas present.
Hi, sweetie.
- Aww. - You didn't have to do that.
Dad and I picked it out.
I know you said you needed to find a new Christmas tradition,
so maybe snow globes could be ours.
I'd love that.
- Merry Christmas. - Merry Christmas.
Come on, Dad.
We should go outside. It's almost time.
I think she's right.
Okay, let's go.
Here, sweetie.
Oh...
It's happening?
Nick: I know your whole life is back in LA and--
It's more than a speck, Nick.
What?
What I feel for you, it's more than a speck.
I'd say it's closer to the whole night sky.
I'm just really excited about your role.
I think you're gonna do great.
Yeah, I turned down that role.
You did?
Yeah.
Why?
Because...
I've spent my whole life in front of the camera,
and I can't tell you how lucky I feel to have lived that dream,
but I have other dreams that I want to live, too,
and that's where I want to put my focus.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Because I'm getting tired
of just playing a perfect wife and mom;
I want to start living it,
even if I'm not perfect.
I think you're perfect.
That's sweet.
I mean we can work on your cookie decorating.
Is there room at the inn?
Depends if you need running water.
Abby: Don't worry, I can fix it.
You know, I sort of like giving direction instead of taking it.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Thank you for the opportunity.
Thank you for showing me it's possible to fall in love again.
You and me both.
You know, I feel like my best role is ahead of me,
and it's being me... with you.
Come here.
*
- Hi. - Hi.
Get in here.
Clara: Okay.
Here. Come here, come here, come here.
Ah!
*