A Cinderella Christmas Page #3

I've got to get the name

of this planner.

Attention, everyone!

Welcome,

Christ-Masqueraders.

Please make your way

to the tree of stockings

and choose one that

is not your own.

Each stocking contains five

items of no monetary value,

but which have significance

to the owner.

The point of

the game is to find

the owner of the stocking

which you selected.

Now should you meet someone

and find that the two of you

have chosen

each other's stockings,

well, we have a match!

And the two of you will win a grand

prize to be announced at midnight.

Let the game begin!

Can I take this one?

I chose you.

How do you know

it was me?

It's hard not to notice you

from across the room.

And your stocking,

it matches your dress.

Yes.

I chose it because

it's clearly one of a kind.

Yeah, that's why

I chose this one.

Looks like it's seen

30 Christmases.

I mean, obviously,

he really cherishes this.

Indeed, he does.

This is yours?

Did we just

win the game?

Well, I wonder what

our prize is?

I think I'm looking at her.

Would you dance with me?

Yes.

Will you come with me?

These beef puffs

are amazing.

Thank you.

I mean, I know.

This is my best party ever.

This is the best party that I've ever

been to. Not like this is my party.

Because that would make you

Nicholas Carmichael.

And you're definitely

not him.

Have you met him?

I've encountered him.

What did you think?

I think he has excellent

taste in party planners.

I love Christmas.

The decoration,

the music, it's magical.

You know, the stocking's

always been my favorite part.

You never know what

you'll find inside.

That's right. It could

have candy, toys, jewelry.

You like jewelry?

No, I don't know anything

about jewelry.

Not even

a fantasy wedding ring?

I haven't even thought

about my wedding.

Or the man I'm going to marry,

let alone a ring.

I just feel like,

when you know...

I'll know.

My mother looks at me

like I've never struggled.

But what she doesn't understand

is that, she is my struggle.

I know, I know

I'm very lucky.

I've been in the family

business my entire life.

I understand it

more than anyone else.

And I don't just kick back

and collect gift bags.

Your mother may not

appreciate that, but I do.

-You do?

-Yes.

I'm in a family business with someone

who is a gift bag collector.

I respect what your mother

is trying to do.

She's trying to prevent her son

from being one of those people.

But I can't imagine

how upset I'd feel

if someone thought

I was like that when I wasn't.

Exactly.

I just want my hard work

and ideas to be acknowledged.

Does that make sense?

More than you would know.

I want to know everything.

I really want you

to know about me, I...

I'm just a girl

who's trying to be brave.

How mysterious.

I guess tonight we can

both just be ourselves.

And nobody needs to know

that we're vulnerable.

Or hopeful.

Or romantic.

Or both.

Attention,

Christ-Masqueraders!

It's five minutes

to midnight.

If any of you have found

your match this evening,

please join me front and center

to see what you've won.

Front and center?

That's us. We can finally

take these masks off.

-We're taking our masks off?

-What'd you think?

We have to keep them on

for the rest of our lives?

I hadn't really thought about it.

I was caught up in the moment.

Then stay there.

What if I don't fit in

after I take my mask off?

Fit in?

If you fit in, then you

would've never stood out.

Now if we get

to choose our prize...

what will you pick?

For this moment

to never end.

Me, too.

It's four minutes

to midnight!

Everyone, please start

making your way down.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry,

I've gotta go.

Of course.

I'll see you down there.

You made it after all.

I told you, you were

meant to wear this dress.

Zelda, what are you doing here?

Have you had

fun tonight?

The best night of my life.

I'm afraid if I don't leave now,

my life is going to be over.

If it's your old life,

how bad is that?

Are you sure you want to

turn your back on the unknown?

The unknown is where everything

you don't have lives.

I'm sorry,

I've gotta go.

-Hey!

-Hey, Angie!

Hey, guys.

You're missing

a heck of a party.

She knows what she's missing.

She planned it.

Don't rub it in.

It's okay. You know how

I love being in the kitchen

cleaning up to the wee

hours of the morning.

I hear Otto's retiring.

Is this good news?

Yeah, the business

is going to be mine.

Eventually.

Finally, end of an era.

What a relief.

Yeah. Hey, we want to throw a "Candace

isn't our boss anymore" party.

-Could you maybe, help us plan that?

-Yeah.

I could give you

a few ideas.

I want to go see what Nicholas

Carmichael considers a grand prize?

-Okay, have fun. Bye.

-Bye.

We have a bit

of a problem here, folks.

We had a match,

but we lost one half of it.

Does anyone know the woman whose

dress matches this stocking?

Anyone?

Hey, Candace.

I'm here.

Tiding up,

as instructed.

You look terrible.

Good night.

Well, Miss,

I hope you're just stuck

in a powder room somewhere

with a broken lock,

because you're depriving my anonymous

friend here of his half of a prize.

And, by the looks of it...

you've broken his heart.

Jenny.

I met the most incredible

man last night

and we talked and then

we danced all night.

Let's see

what's in his stocking.

Maybe I just imagined

how amazing he was.

Because it was

my first night out.

Let's see what's in here.

Broken watch.

He's mysterious.

A rock. So...

he likes the outdoors.

Good.

He's homely.

Spearhead gum.

He was sentimental last night.

There's got to be more

into this than fresh breath.

Wait, what's this?

And funny, look!

He's perfect.

How am I ever going

to find him again?

-Any luck?

-No.

And I've called every

single name on this list.

What did you tell 'em?

I said that something valuable was

mistakenly left in one of the stockings

and then I had them describe

the stocking that they brought

and the stocking that they picked

and I told them that I was you,

so they wouldn't lie to me.

Well, you tried, right?

She said that she

wouldn't fit in.

Maybe she wasn't

invited directly.

She's got to be

one of the plus ones.

-Or maybe she snuck in.

-No.

How could someone sneak in?

An employee, maybe. Or

maybe she stole an invite.

Sneaking in is one thing,

but she's not a thief.

Can you get me a list

of all the workers...

-caterers, valet, band...

-I don't have all that.

They were hired

by the event planner.

Can you get me the number

to the event planner?

They're downstairs right now

finishing clean up.

I'm going to go look around.

See if we left anything in any

other parts of the house.

Candace, people let us into their homes

because they trust us to be professional.

Don't go snoop.

I didn't keep ice on my face all

night, then wake up at 6:00 a.m.

and spend three hours

in a salon on hair and make-up

just to hide in the kitchen.

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