Kristin's Christmas Past Page #4

All right. Uh, one hour, then say goodbye.

And leave the door open... the door open.

In the future, stay out of it, Debby.

Dude, I am helping you,

because if you don't chill out,

she's gonna leave for

college and not come home.

Just saying.

Who wants to help with dinner?

All right, J.B.,

let's rock some china and some flatware.

Partridge in a...

No.

Partridge in a pear tree

So what do you think of

mad dog Maverick in there?

Wait, how did you know

that's what I call him?

Lucky guess.

Well, I've been telling Krys

for months what a loser he is,

But she won't listen to me.

Well, of course not.

She's a teenage girl.

You can never tell them

what they shouldn't have.

It only makes the forbidden

that much more attractive.

He lies to her face

and she believes him.

I tell her that he's dating other girls.

She doesn't believe

me. Me, her best friend.

Do you know for a fact that

he's dating other girls?

Everybody knows.

Do you have any names

or specifics? Proof?

I heard that he was dating someone else,

but we don't exactly

run in the same crowd.

Right, right.

Well, we have got to

do something about this.

We do?

Wait. He was upstairs in a chat room

in Krys' room when they were up there.

So... So you could just, like,

figure out his password or something.

Like on his AOL account.

Sure. Yes. Something like that.

I mean, you are a hacker, right?

Kind of. How did you know that?

I mean, you're in the

computer science club.

Why else would you be doing that?

Okay, if he was just online

and he hadn't logged off of the computer

I... I guess I could go back

and figure out his password

and maybe see if he was

chatting with another girl, eh?

Perfect. Okay.

Well, then all we have to do

is figure out a way to get

you upstairs alone in her room.

But what if I can't figure it out?

Jamie, of course you

can figure this out.

This is a piece of cake for you.

No, trust me. You are a capable guy.

You're, like, one of the smartest

people in the entire world.

How would you know? I

mean, you only just met me.

I just know, you know?

The point is, I really

believe in you, okay?

Why are you doing this?

Because Krys deserves better

than that pretentious douchebag.

Ew.

What? Do people not say "douchebag"?

Oh!

Door open, you two.

What are you doing?

I need your help.

It is a Christmas emergency.

Now? With what?

Luminaria. In the front yard.

Let's surprise Babs and do it ourselves.

Why? I do not understand.

It is very important for

your future happiness.

Come on, Mav.

It's so nice in here, I

don't want to go outside.

Aah. What was that for?

So sorry. I just, like, lost control.

Felt really, really good.

Okay, front yard. Please. Thank you.

Yeah.

You're being really weird.

Yes, of course I'm being weird.

It's, like, an objectively

weird situation.

Okay, you do your thing.

I will keep them busy downstairs.

Good?

Okay.

Here we go.

Really?

All right.

As soon as Krys gets

here in the candles...

Wow, Maverick.

Personal-space issue here.

When you hit me upstairs,

it really got me thinking.

There is something very,

very attractive about you.

You have got to be kidding me.

I thought you said that I was old.

That can be hot.

Really? What about Krys?

What about me?

You are amazing.

That's what's about you.

All right, guys, let's start

putting those candles in the bag...

Right, or that.

All right, mad dog.

Let see what you've been up to.

Hello, Haddie.

I know, it's a weird tradition,

but it makes Barbara happy,

and it's really not that hard to do.

So I say when asked to luminaria,

say yes to luminaria.

Okay.

Krys?

Krys!

Whoa. Where's the fire?

I'm just looking for Krys.

She's upstairs with Miguel.

Maverick. Dad, his name is Maverick.

Totally.

Yeah. New York is amazing.

You're gonna love it.

And I can stay with you

while I look for a place?

Um, sure.

You know, I might be rooming with

these guys from Hunter College,

so we'll see, huh?

Yeah. We'll see, all right.

Please tell me you found something.

I did. Okay, so I went

through the history,

and I ran this keystroke program

to recreate her password.

Okay, so we've got, like, five seconds

while she's in the bathroom

sucking face with Maverick,

so let's just do this.

Do what?

Let's send a message to the girl,

telling her to meet Maverick

here for Christmas dinner?

Why?

Oh, so Krys'll have to face the truth.

Oh, yeah, nice. No, that's smart.

But I'll have to sign back on.

Okay, so, uh, sign back on.

Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

What? It'll just take a few minutes.

Hey, you in there?

Hey. What's up?

Wanted to get in my room.

Why? 'Cause it's my room,

and Maverick needs to check his e-mail.

Right. Yeah. No, that

can't happen right now.

Sorry. Why not?

Because that can't happen right now.

Baby? Yeah?

Would you mind waiting

downstairs for me?

I need to talk to Kay.

Why?

It'll be quick. Just girl talk.

Okay.

Hi.

Make it quick.

Okay, what's up?

Nothing. I am just, you know,

trying to change your past.

So that I can be with

Maverick in New York?

Yes. Sure. That is exactly

what I am trying to do.

Does that mean he stays

for dinner tonight?

No, no, no, no. No, no, no.

That would have dire

consequences. No can do.

You need to send him home right

now, like this minute. Really?

Chris, is

someone using the phone?

Whoa, ladies. Hi.

Barbara, hey.

Did you need to make a call? I did.

Maverick must not have

logged off upstairs.

Oh, no, I'm sure that's not it.

Let me check. Yeah. Sounds good.

So, Barbara, who did you need to call?

I don't need it now. I needed

to call Krys on her mobile phone.

Oh! Perfect!

Problem solved. Why?

I needed to tell you that it's

time for Maverick to go home.

Why? I don't... It's time

for Maverick to go home.

Okay. Can I walk him out?

Of course. Merry Christmas, Maverick.

Yeah. I'm Jewish.

Happy holidays then.

Yeah. See you around.

Kay, are you all right?

Couldn't be better. Yeah.

I was just gonna make some calls to a

friend to wish them a merry Christmas.

Hey, it's me. It's Kristin Kay.

I'm Kay, and I'm saying merry Christmas.

Yeah. How's everything going?

Job, work, health, happiness? Good.

Ooh.

Okay. Oh. Let's do this.

Yeah, great. I just got on.

What? Send it.

It's just...

Krys is my best friend.

It feels weird doing this to her.

Okay. No. Trust me.

It's for the best, okay?

We need to save her from Maverick.

Merry fricking Christmas.

Cannot believe I thought

Beck was a white prince.

Are you good in there?

The 'rents really don't care

if I get dressed for dinner.

Yes, they do.

What about this? Huh.

For dinner in midnight

Mass? Are you kidding me?

No. Here. Give it to me.

You're sure this is going to help?

Yes. Totally.

Babs cares about this sort of thing.

What about this?

Seriously? Yes.

Totally.

It's perfect.

Because it's Christmas

What?

Can I give you a little bit more advice?

Well, you're going to

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