Kristin's Christmas Past Page #3

Deck the halls

with boughs of holly

So do you have any money?

Yeah, I mean, not much.

You know, Manhattan is a

very expensive place to live,

and I'm trying to pay

off my credit card debt.

I meant today. For shopping.

Oh, right. I guess not.

Are we poor in the future?

Can you define poor, exactly?

Why didn't you stand up for

me with Babs at breakfast?

Well, because Maverick

really is a loser.

No, he's not. He's amazing.

No, he's a lying idiot.

Okay, I don't want to hear it.

He will leave you, he will lie to you,

dump you, and break your heart.

La, la, la. You done?

I guess I really didn't wanna

hear it back then either.

I bet New York is the best...

cool clubs, amazing parties.

Yeah. New York, it

really is a great city.

You know, you can order takeout

at 3:
00 in the morning,

and there's all of these

amazing shows and

museums and art galleries.

It really is the greatest city on Earth.

Oh, you know what? I can show you.

Is that a phone?

Yeah. It's also a music player,

and kind of a computer too, I guess.

Is that Jamie? Uh-huh.

Wow.

What are you saying "wow" for?

Why wouldn't we still be hanging out?

No, it's just he's kinda

cute. In the future.

You think so?

Hey, my life is awesome, right?

When I'm you?

Sure.

Awesome. Absolutely.

You two ready?

What are you wearing?

Is that underwear?

It's a dress.

Change it.

As long as I don't ever have

to talk to that woman again,

I will be stoked.

So, Kay, what is it

that you do for a living

besides handhold future NYU grads.

I'm assuming they

don't pay you for that.

No, I'm a music producer

for a small record label in Brooklyn.

Really? And what does

a music producer do?

Do you actually play an instrument?

Uh, no, I work with the artists.

You know, to develop their album,

make sure they're taken care of.

That sort of thing.

Oh. So you're an assistant.

No, um, I'm a producer.

Do you need a degree for that?

Well, I don't think you need one, but...

'Cause it seems to me that Kristin

could get a law degree,

and then she could be a

music producer on the side,

as a hobby.

Where are you going?

To try this on.

Where she got her love

of vintage is beyond me.

It's cool.

It's disgusting.

It's used clothing by the

recently living. Blech.

Tell her how you really feel, Barbara?

That wasn't very polite.

It's the holidays, and

I'm trying to quit smoking.

Wait, you smoke?

You don't have to be

so judgmental about it.

No, no, no, I'm not. I'm not. I'm not.

I'm sorry.

Is that why you don't

like vintage clothes?

You think it's dead-people clothing?

Well, it is.

When I was a teenager, my mother died,

and she left these...

these racks of gowns and furs.

My father couldn't bear to be around it,

and my sister, Debby,

who is useless, of course,

so I had to deal with it.

He made me sell everything

at a second-hand store,

including the pearls that

I gave her for Mother's Day.

The pearls?

Yeah.

They weren't expensive. They

probably weren't even real.

I just...

Didn't wanna let them go.

Yeah.

I'm gonna go outside and smoke.

Secret is safe with me.

You find something?

What is that?

Shut the front door.

You can't be serious?

What? I need something to wear

to midnight mass tonight, don't I?

It's so '50s.

It's amazing. It's fabulous.

I gotta try it on.

Kristin. It's Krys.

We have been through this.

You are not going to

run off with Maverick

after Christmas Eve dinner.

Why not? It's not like

anyone will miss me.

It's Christmas Eve and you're grounded.

And... And you have a guest.

It would be rude to run off and

leave Kay with perfect strangers.

Right, Kay?

I think Christmas Eve dinner

together sounds really lovely.

You can always see Maverick

in a couple of days.

A couple days? Are you serious?

A couple of days won't kill you.

I think Kay is right.

You know what?

Maverick thinks you're

trying to keep us apart,

that you're jealous of our connection.

I'm not jealous.

I am just concerned.

As I would be about anyone

who takes money from

his teenage girlfriend.

Besides, we need to get to church early.

You have bell choir practice.

Oh, bell choir. Who cares about bell choir?

I do. And you made a commitment.

You know what?

I will just be gone for, like, an hour.

You won't even notice.

The answer is no.

You can see him after the holidays.

Ooh, that man-slut has gotta go.

I said I wish it would snow.

I'm gonna get the bags from the car.

I really gotta stop talking.

What are you doing?

Jamie?

Oh, my... Look at you.

Look at you.

I'm sorry. Do I know you?

Oh, not yet. I'm Kay.

Krys' college advisor from NYU.

What?

Nothing. You just look...

a lot more adorable than I thought.

College counselor?

That's funny, because

I'm applying to NYU,

and no one really came out to see me.

Yeah, well, that's because, unlike Krys,

you actually have good grades.

Right. That's a good point.

You know, you just...

You look really familiar.

You know, people say

that to me all the time.

I think I just have one of those faces.

What is that?

This is a camera thingy

that I got in New York.

It hasn't hit stores yet.

Yeah, you just... I really

feel like I know you.

You look really, really familiar.

Hey, did you come talk at

the computer science club?

I did. Yep, I did.

That was totally it.

Come on. Let's go inside.

Debby. Coming.

Come on. We're in the living room.

Hi, Jamie.

Oh, my god. You must be

freaking out that you met Jamie.

Why would I be freaking

out that I met Jamie, Krys?

Right, why would you? You're

just my college advisor.

On the first day of Christmas

My true love gave to me

Eggnog.

Is it spiked? No.

So, um, Jamie, are your parents here?

No, they're atheists

who think that Christmas is

some sort of commercial construct

cooked up by the greeting card companies

to increase their bottom line.

Right. Right. Which is why

it makes even less sense

that you would wanna

go home for Christmas.

Wait, what?

Maverick.

Who let him in?

Babe, where you been?

We went shopping.

Guilty as charged.

What are you doing here?

Were you in my room?

Yeah, I was just chillin'

out in a chat room,

waiting for you to give me the 411.

Jamie, check the silver. Mm-hmm.

Maverick, this is Kay.

She's dying to meet you.

'Sup?

You, like, an aunt or

grandmother or something?

Oh, no, she's my mentor from NYU.

Oh. Cool.

I'm 34, dude.

Cool. If you say so.

Wow, Maverick, I just met you,

and it feels like

I've known you forever.

Hope that's a good thing.

Probably not.

Oh, I'm so happy you're here.

Can you stay for dinner?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, I could do that.

Unfortunately, we only

have seating for six.

Mom, come on. We can pull up a chair.

Krys, listen to your mother.

Honey, why don't you guys just

hang out in your room until dinner?

Debby.

She's grounded.

It's Christmas Eve.

Where's your holiday spirit?

Besides, how much trouble can

they get into under your roof?

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