Appetite for Love Page #2

any way I could get my room?

Of course.

- What do you mean, "Uh- oh"?

- It looks like we are overbooked.

I can't believe I did this again.

Well, that's okay, just give me

whatever room's available.

It doesn't have to be a suite.

- Well, that's the problem...

...there aren't any rooms left.

It's a busy time of year up here.

Busy?

How is that possible?

The Sweetheart Festival's

this weekend?

They still do that?

Three whole days of fun,

food and romance.

And now, there's a really

awesome dance on the last night.

Are you sure

there's nothing available?

- I'm so sorry, Willy.

- Mina.

Mina. I feel awful.

Let me see if I can get you a room

over at the Squirrel's Nest Inn.

Sissy owes me a favor

and sometimes...

...they can squeeze a roll- away

into the basement. On us.

Never mind.

I know another place

with an actual bedroom.

Well, well. Look who finally

showed up on my doorstep.

Hi, Aunt Tali.

Willy Mae, get in here right now,

give me some sugar!

Look at you.

I really appreciate this.

I know it's last minute.

Now, you stay as long

as you want.

I'm just going to make us some tea,

build us a nice fire...

...then we can stay up all night,

and you can tell me...

...what you've been up to since

who knows when.

That's super sweet, Aunt Tali,

but I'm actually really tired.

You mind if I just call it a night?

- No, of course.

I gotta get up early

and do some errands anyway.

But I'm going to get you

something to eat...

...'cause you look skinnier

than a poor man's wallet.

That's okay,

I have an energy bar.

Willy, you are in the home

of a Southern woman.

We do not eat energy bars

for supper.

Really, Aunt Tali,

I'm not even hungry.

And actually, I go by Mina now.

- What on earth?

Mina's just more professional.

Well, you do whatever

you need to do.

- Thank you.

- Good night, Nina.

It's Mina, with an "M."

Nope.

It just ain't you, honey.

Just grab a seat anywhere, hon'.

Can you let Mr. Hart know

Ms. Jones is here?

And can I grab one

of the new menus?

I've heard a lot about

Hart's new Pecan Tsunami.

Honey, we only got one menu,

and you're holding it.

And I don't know anything

about a Pecan Spumante.

"Tsunami." It's the new promotional

dessert this month.

Lucien! You ever heard

of a Pecan Tsunami?

I love that band.

Order up!

- Thank you.

Sure I can't get you

anything while you wait?

Lucien makes a mean

chicken and waffles.

Trust me, these birds are

as fresh as you can get.

Free- range from Leanne's farm

across the highway.

No, thank you, but could you

check with Mr. Hart again?

Well, he always comes

in a little late on Tuesday.

- Why is that?

- Trout Tuesday.

Let's hope those fish are biting,

otherwise he's gonna be in a mood.

Good catch today, Gracie.

Trout Tuesday is a go.

Glad to hear it.

Let me have a look.

Nice catch.

You've got company here.

Well, you're everywhere I go.

Should I be worried?

Is this some kind of weird

ex- girlfriend stalking thing?

- I am not stalking you.

- I'm kidding.

I'm looking for your dad.

I've e- mailed him about...

...a thousand times

and I have not...

My dad?

Yeah. Any idea how much longer

he's going to keep ignoring me?

I'd say it's gonna be a while.

Why?

Unfortunately, my dad...

...passed away three months ago.

I'm so sorry. I had no idea.

So, who's running Hart's?

You're looking at him.

Is no one reading the company

e- mails or checking voice messages?

I'm more of an old- school

fax kinda guy. But, no...

...I haven't received a phone

call from you in, I don't know...

...15 years?

What do you want now?

Well, as you know,

Hart's was recently purchased...

...by International

Corporate Brands and...

I'm not sure if I agree

with that decision, but...

...nothing I can do

about it now, right?

And I work for ICB.

They sent me here

to make sure you...

...to talk you through

some re- branding changes.

Well, what do you know.

Little Willy Mae is now a big wig,

sent back here to help me.

I don't like it

any more than you do.

But we really need to talk about...

- You know...

...it was lovely seeing you.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I've got some fish to clean.

- How did we not know this?

- I don't know. Isn't there...

...some paperwork he should

have filled out or something?

We're not dealing

with a paperwork kind of guy.

So, get me the

contract details ASAP.

And have marketing send me

posters menus, everything.

This is more than complicated,

it's a disaster.

Mina!

Gotta go. Call you later.

- Willy Jones?

- Hi, Paisley.

What are you doing back in

Sycamore Springs?

Are you here to open a bank,

or men's clothing store...

...or something?

- Ha, no.

And, actually it's not

Willy anymore, it's Mina.

- Well, good to know.

- Yeah, the corporation...

...I work for just bought

the Hart's chain, so I'm here...

- You're here to see Clay?

- Well, not intentionally, but...

- And what crazy timing.

- What? What do you mean?

I mean, it's so weird that you

just show up, out of the blue...

...now that Clay and I are dating.

Wow, I didn't know that

you two were...

Yeah, well, we will definitely

have to get together...

...while you're in town,

and you can tell me...

...all about your glamorous

big city life.

There you are.

I've been looking all over for you.

- Afternoon, Tallulah.

- Paisley.

Is that a new hat?

It is so interesting.

Well, thank you.

It is a new hat.

You know, we'd love to stay and

chat, but we've got to get going.

Love your dress.

I never liked that girl,

or that dress.

- Thank you.

- Now, how come you...

...didn't tell me that you

came here to take over Hart's?

This is a small town, Willy Mae.

I have spies everywhere...

...and people here

do not take kindly to change.

Well, things have changed,

including my name...

...which again,

is Mina, not Willy.

Yeah, well, it just doesn't

roll off the tongue.

It will with a little practice.

When you're ready...

Well, look who's back.

I think we should start

things over.

Okay.

Hello, my name is Clay, I run

the place. What can I get you?

- A diet coke, please.

- Coming up.

Clay, I forgot my wallet, son.

Just put it on my tab.

You bet, Mayor.

I didn't order pie.

That's not pie, it's apple galette,

one of our seasonal specialties.

Lucien only makes it this time

of year when the Fujis are perfect.

- So, this is our new boss?

- No, no, no.

She's not our boss.

Well, whoever you are,

you're sitting in Trucker's seat...

...and I'm going to have

to ask you to move.

I get what you're doing.

But making this adversarial

is not going to solve anything.

Besides, asking me to move

falls under discrimination...

...which ICB does not condone,

and numerous federal...

...and state laws prohibit.

Yeah, that's fine. You can

tell Trucker yourself then.

- Thanks, Clay.

- You bet.

- You guys still serving breakfast?

- Breakfast ends at 10:30, so...

Not true. No, you can have

anything you want, Trucker.

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