A Cinderella Christmas Page #4

We were supposed to have

our moment last night.

We were meant to have it,

so I'm going to get it.

I'm so sorry.

Let me help you.

Thank you.

Have we met?

Sort of.

Last night at the ball.

No. I was just with the

clean-up crew after midnight.

But we have met before

with my cousin.

Your cousin?

-The one that I invited to the ball.

-Yeah. The one and only.

Is she here right now? -Yeah.

Yeah. She's just right...

through there.

Nicholas.

-You!

-Candace.

Candace.

-Last night, you...

-I abandoned you.

I apologize from the bottom

of my heart, honestly.

What happened? I looked

everywhere for you.

I wanted so badly to be there, but I

had an allergic reaction just before...

Wait, before? When?

At about 4:
45 yesterday.

I'm confused.

Where were you

at midnight?

In bed icing

down my face.

So you weren't

even at the ball?

No, silly, that's what

I've been trying to tell you.

Nic... Nicholas.

- Where are you...

- ...going?

-I get that you liked her.

-Don't use past tense.

I get that you like her.

But maybe, it's because she ran

off, so you can't have her.

Don't say "can't."

Okay, what do you

plan to do if...

When you find her.

You're going to say, "Hey, maybe

we should hang out sometime

as long as you're not looking

for something serious."

She doesn't sound like

the type to go for that.

No, no, she's not.

But maybe I don't

want that from her.

Well, what do you want?

You know,

for the first time,

and I might be completely

crazy, but I think...

No! I know that I want with her

what all my exes wanted with me.

Marriage?

Well, how do you

propose to find her, man?

"Propose to find her."

You're a genius, Max.

-What are you doing?

-I'm just... Wait.

Are you calling me

from the living room?

If it's not watching the Nicholas

Carmichael announcement,

stop it and start that.

He just left us a message booking

us again for Christmas Eve.

He's using us again!

That's amazing! Yes!

I knew that ball was key.

Not just a party.

His wedding.

To some mystery woman.

Of all the events for me

to miss, it should've been me.

What should've been you?

The mystery woman he met

at the ball, obviously.

Nicholas Carmichael?

Angie...

How can you run an event

planning business

that caters to high society

when you're so out of touch?

I'm sending

you the link.

His message said to bring him

some ideas in the morning

and as you still work for me,

that means you.

I'm too upset to work.

I'm looking for the woman

that brought this stocking

to my Christ-Masquerade ball.

There was to be a prize for any two

guests that chose each other's stocking.

Two guests did,

but one disappeared

before the prize

was presented.

I've decided that the prize,

as host of the party

and also the second half

of the winning team,

is to be a wedding.

On Christmas Eve to me.

I fell in love with the woman

behind the mask.

And unless

I'm completely crazy...

you fell in love with me,

Nicholas Carmichael.

How can this be the man that I spent the

most magical night of my life with?

Look.

Jenny, I won't miss out

on the man I met at the ball.

But if I come clean and tell Candace

I was there, she's going to flip!

I'm pretty sure I can kiss any chance

of me running the business goodbye.

But I won't risk

losing it all,

if what these magazines

say about him is true.

I've got to be sure.

I may have made

a huge mistake.

Yes?

Are you my first candidate?

No.

I'm Angie. I'm the...

I'm here to plan

your Christmas wedding.

I think there's

been a mistake.

I wanted whoever did the ball.

Constance or something.

Have we ever met?

Yes, several times actually.

I planned your

Christ-Masquerade ball.

I work with

my cousin Candace.

Okay.

Well, then I misunderstood.

Well, if I liked the ball before

I like it even more now

that's it solely responsible for

me meeting the love of my life.

The love of your life?

You think I'd just marry

someone who wasn't?

I just find it difficult to believe

that it's the love of your life

after just spending

a few hours with her.

Well, that's exactly

how I know.

You see, I've met

more outstanding women

than most men do

in their entire lives.

So for a woman to stand out

to me, well...

it's very rare.

Well, in my experience it's very rare

for you to remember a woman at all.

Do you speak to all

of your clients like this?

No. Never.

I must have forgotten

myself, too.

I'm sorry. How can I help you, Mr.

Carmichael?

I met a beautiful, confident

woman who truly understands me,

and I want to marry her here

in my house, where we met.

Now I know that

she loves Christmas.

So I was thinking, we could have a

perfect classic Christmas wedding.

I had the same idea, too.

But what happens

if you don't find her?

What do you mean?

Well, what if you

don't recognize her

when she's standing

right in front of you?

I will.

And also, she'll tell me.

Like all those women

outside are telling you.

But they can't all be her.

How can you tell

if they're fake or real?

And what happens if she

doesn't want to marry you.

Who wouldn't want

to marry me?

All right, well, that's

one checked off the list.

Several thousand more to go.

How can you be so sure

I'm not her?

I'm positive

you're not.

-How can you tell for sure?

-Simple.

The woman

I'm looking for likes me.

Why are you asking me

all these prying questions?

I'm just trying to get into

the mind set of the happy couple,

so I can make sure you have

the best wedding possible.

Well, we both

loved the ball.

-So, I trust your judgment.

-Thanks.

I really need to get

back to these interviews.

So if you could just leave the sketches,

I will approve or give notes.

And just like last time, we probably

won't have to see each other,

which I presume will be

amenable to us both.

Yes.

We definitely work better when

we don't have to see each other.

Jenny!

How does one come

to throw their own wedding

without having

any intention of attending it?

I'm getting to think I'm as

nuts as Nicholas Carmichael.

Tabloids! Wonders never cease.

And all about

Nicholas Carmichael.

Thought you couldn't stand him.

I can't. I'm just trying

to get to know him

without actually

having to talk to him.

So shy.

Hey, you were over

there this morning.

What's the inside scoop? Has he

found his mystery woman yet?

No, and he won't.

So I've still

got a shot.

What do you mean?

I mean, if he's not going

to find the real girl anyway,

why couldn't it be me?

Hello?

You two'd be

perfect for each other.

Do you need something, Candace?

Yes! My dress from the ball.

I want to return it.

It's final sale.

That's what they always say.

I've seen this dress.

Can't have.

Yes. I have.

It's all over the Internet.

Someone snuck a camera

into the party

and took a picture of the woman

wearing this dress...

dancing with

Nicholas Carmichael.

It's from behind,

but the dress... Well...

this dress is very distinctive.

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