All I Need for Christmas (2024)

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Whoo!

Thank you!

I'm Maggie McKenzie,

and I'll be in Chicago

for three nights,

starting Thursday,

opening for

the Dalton Blake Band.

I hope you all have

a wonderful holiday,

and I'll see you on the road

in the New Year.

Good night!

Thank you.

Hey, Lewis!

What are you doing here?

What, a manager can't come

see his favorite client?

Well, your oldest client,

but thanks for trying.

Great crowd, huh?

What's wrong?

Okay. Look, Maggie...

I'm sorry,

but Dalton Blake

didn't sell as many tickets

as he expected to for Chicago.

He's canceling the shows?

Oh... he's canceling me.

Look, he just wanted

a stronger opening act,

you know?

Somebody who could

put more people in seats.

Lewis, I really needed this.

I know, I'm sorry,

but my idea is

take advantage of the time.

Go home, relax,

write me a big hit,

and we'll start

the year off strong, huh?

Yeah, I'll get right on that.

Maybe this will help...

Oh, you didn't have to do that.

Oh, I know...

but it's kinda for me, too.

Gee...

what are you trying to tell me?

Look, this phone is loaded

with all the Archline apps

that help with lyrics and sound,

and it's got this

amazing auto-tune feature...

that you obviously

don't need, of course.

Of course.

Yeah, is the receipt in here?

Because I could return it...

along with the Archline apps

I won't be using,

and use the money

to get my van serviced.

Plus, you know, this baby...

...works just fine.

Please...

just check it out?

Play with it for a while,

see what you come up with.

Merry Christmas, Lewis.

That hit song

isn't as far away as you think!

Good news, Mom!

I'm gonna be home

a little earlier than expected.

Everything's fine,

just a... change of plans.

You know how it is.

Ah... well, there's my girl!

Hey, Dad.

Maggie! Oh!

Welcome home, sweetheart!

Oh, you must be exhausted.

Yeah.

Well, we've got soup on,

and there's apple pie...

Okay, to be fair,

we "may" have some apple pie.

- Ed!

- Well, let me take that for you.

I just baked that pie yesterday!

Well, you shouldn't

bake it so well

if you don't want me

to eat it, right?

Oh... he's incorrigible!

- Vanilla ice cream...

- Honestly!

Despite his vast holdings,

your father's trust

was very simple.

With two exceptions,

everything goes

to his endowments.

Exception one...

Piper...

he set up

a trust fund for Mia and Max,

and since you indicated to him

that you will have

no more children,

he did not leave

anything additional.

Archer...

he did not leave a trust

for any future children

you may have.

Makes sense.

There's no guarantee

I'll ever have any.

No, he said it was because

Piper had children first,

so she wins and gets the money.

That makes even more sense.

You never miss a chance

to dump on him, do you?

And you never miss

a chance to defend him.

May I speak bluntly?

Of course.

I've known you two

for most of your lives,

and I've never understood

this obsession

your father has had

with pitting you

against each other,

and maybe now

that your father is gone,

you two can build

on a new kind of relationship.

You know, they've invented

a way to turn those off.

I could show you,

if you don't understand how.

It's work.

It can't wait.

Fine.

Charles, you mentioned

there were two exceptions?

What's the second one?

Your father's seat

on the Board of Directors

of his company...

in keeping with his custom,

your father willed that seat

to whichever one of you

had the higher net worth

as of 12:01

on Christmas morning.

Yes!

So... what are

you guys doing for Christmas?

Going to Aspen.

I got us a suite at the Dell.

Oh, we stayed there, right?

We did.

I remember you beat me

down the slopes every time.

What are you doing this year?

Probably just staying in town.

Pretty busy.

Me too.

I'll be working in Aspen.

Oh! I was going through

some things at Dad's,

and I found this in the closet.

I thought you might like it.

Oh, wow!

Remember?

Yeah, up...

up by the Finger Lakes.

That was the only time

we ever had a real

Christmas tree, wasn't it?

Hey, there were trees

in the hotel lobbies

all those other years.

Hotel trees don't count.

We cut it down

at that funny place.

Yeah.

Hey... I'm sorry

about Dad's board position.

No, you're not.

You're right, I'm not.

But I am sorry that

it had to be at your expense.

I had a really good year

with both settlements

coming through.

Next year,

it might've been you instead.

Merry Christmas, Piper.

You too.

Merry Christmas, Uncle Archer.

Uh... Merry Christmas!

Perfect!

Now you put it in the envelope,

and it'll go straight to Santa.

Ah! I know that hug anywhere!

Ahh!

Aww!

Hi, Tia Maggie!

Lucy-Moose. I missed you!

Hey, what's that you're wearing?

You sent it from Maine.

I remember!

Wow, it looks good on you.

Perfect size, by the way.

I love it.

Thank you, again.

Of course.

Do you want to write

your letter to Santa now?

- Yeah? Okay.

- Yeah.

I don't suppose your mother

made her famous coffee?

Is the Earth still spinning?

Yes!

Luce, we'll be back

in a minute, okay?

Oh, it's so good to see you.

So, what else has

been going on around here

since we last talked?

Well, you remember

I was telling you

about Lucy's

little Christmas choir?

Yeah, how's that going?

Bad to worse.

It's small,

and the kids are bored to tears,

but do you want to know

the latest tea?

Spill it!

So, the director met

the love of his life online

and decided to, um,

rather impulsively,

fly down to Florida

to visit her for the holidays.

- I have questions...

- Me too.

But, more importantly...

we need a director,

and since you're home early...?

The hardest of passes.

Oh, come on! It's just until

the Christmas Eve concert.

Just a couple of weeks.

There's even a small stipend.

Well, a stipend would be lovely,

but I don't know anything

about leading

a children's choir.

Oh, excuse me, you sang in that

very same choir for 10 years!

So did you!

You can lead it.

Oh, no, I can't, because

I have no musical talent.

They really only let me sing

in that choir

because I brought enthusiasm

and double-chocolate brownies.

Oh, I remember those brownies!

Those were next level.

I can make you a tray of them

later today,

if you say yes.

Well, they weren't that good!

You may be able

to say no to me...

...but can you say no

to this beautiful face?

Are you sure

about waiting until the New Year

to announce both new apps?

- I'm sure. It's...

- Okay.

...A family thing.

Anything else?

No. Um, but about that...

About what?

Family.

Uh, I know

it's been a few weeks,

and we all sent flowers,

but I just wanted to say

I was sorry to hear

about your father.

Thank you.

TJ.

I'm gonna be AWOL

until after Christmas.

I need inspiration

for our rollout...

especially

"Project Harmonies"...

so, uh, if I don't talk to you,

have a happy holiday.

Yeah, talk to you then.

Okay! Great job, kids.

Keep practicing

and I'll see you next time.

Lewis.

Archer Donovan?

Oscar Carr.

Hope you haven't been

waiting too long?

Just got here.

Uh, listen, Archer,

like I said on the phone,

I'm sure we can find you

something nicer...

Nope.

This is the one I want.

Okay, well, I came by last night

to start the fridge,

the furnace,

and the hot water.

Anything goes out,

just give me a text.

Okay.

There is Wifi,

but it's not always great.

All right.

Okay. Oh! By the way,

there used to be a Christmas

tree farm around here?

Ed's...

just up the road a bit.

Thanks again.

Ahem.

It's the best ever.

Hey there.

Janet McKenzie.

Are you looking for a tree?

I am. I've...

never had one before.

Never?

Well, once as a kid,

but not as an adult, so.

Oh, do you wanna

chop down your own?

Well, for that, you're gonna

need a little expert guidance.

Uh...

Ed seems to be swamped

at the moment,

but my daughter

is around here someplace.

L-Let me get her for you.

Oh, that's fine.

I can find her.

Okay.

Hmm.

You scared Johnny and June!

Oh!

I'm sorry.

I'm just teasing.

They're fine.

Here, you can make it up to them

with some blueberries.

Okay.

Come on.

Hello.

Are you interested in...

oh, you are interested!

Oh, wow. You're hungry.

Sorry, I, uh...

scared them.

Oh! No, a car horn

would scare these piggies.

They're just silly.

Anyway, were you looking for me?

Right now,

I'm just looking for my dignity.

Oh, well, I'm sure

it's around here somewhere.

I'll let you know if I find it.

Um...

I came for, uh, a tree.

I've never had one before,

and your mom said

you are the expert.

You've never

chopped down a tree,

or you've never had a tree?

Correct. Both.

Well, once, as a kid,

we had one.

Let's find you a tree.

Come on.

Bye, little guys.

Whoa.

These would fit

in a normal-sized room.

Is your ceiling standard height?

Maybe, I guess?

This one looks nice.

Hmm.

What? What's wrong with it?

It's a little crooked.

Not good for a first-timer.

Hmm.

Oh, but look here.

Oh, yeah...

yeah, I like this one.

Uh!

- No, I don't!

- Why not?

There's a thing in there.

It's looking back at me. I...

Oh, it's a possum!

A little Ronnie.

A "Ronnie"?

Oh, my dad names animals.

All possums on the property

are called "Ronnie".

All squirrels

are called "Stumpy".

Don't even get me started

on raccoons.

I-I don't know why he does it,

but, um, I-I will happily

dislodge Ronnie

if you have your heart set

on this tree.

Absolutely not.

The last thing I need

is a possum eviction on my soul.

Uh...

what about this one?

Yup... currently vacant.

I think we have a winner.

All right.

I'll hold, you saw... as close

to the ground as you can.

Let's do this.

All right.

So, uh...

right before

I made my grand entrance,

I heard you singing.

You've got a great voice.

Thanks.

It's actually my job.

Oh?

Maggie McKenzie...

Uh...

Uh, don't worry,

I-I'm one of those

"constantly touring,

playing every gig I can,

always broke" musicians.

I have about 12 fans

and no one else

has ever heard of me.

Archer Donovan.

No one's

ever heard of me either.

Are you in the business?

Not really.

Not like you.

I own a company called Archline.

We make, um...

I know what you make.

I know all about you.

You make apps so that people

can pretend to be musicians

instead of doing the actual

hard work to understand music,

so they can rip off

the talented people

who built this industry.

It's funny...

I was actually gonna

make that our corporate motto,

but it wouldn't fit

on the business card.

Make sure you keep it in water.

Dry trees are a fire hazard.

Okay.

No candles, obviously,

and fill the stand with water

twice a day.

Right.

I'll need a stand for it.

You sell those here?

- Nope.

- Okay, I'll find one online.

Let it breathe for two days.

The branches need to relax

before you decorate.

Two days of breathing.

Got it.

Is this really your first tree,

or did you just make that up?

Why would I make that up?

I don't know why

you do anything.

Probably because we just met.

My dad will ring you up.

Thanks for shopping at Ed's...

home of holiday trees,

micro pigs,

and antiquated musicians

who still believe

that talent matters.

Is that on your letterhead?

Well...

sounds like

you stepped into something, huh?

I sank all the way up

to my ankles in it.

Mm-hmm.

She reminds me more and more

of her mother every single day.

Here, let me grab that for ya

and bring it to your car.

How far do you gotta go?

Uh, just up the road.

I'm staying at Billsboro House.

No kidding?

Wow! Good for you.

I've always loved that place.

Let me get that for ya.

All right,

where's your car, again?

Just over there.

All right.

Stay. Stay...

Stay.

I'm nailing

this "Christmas" thing.

Whew, okay.

Well...

that fella really wound you up

out there today.

Anything I need

to go talk to him about?

I appreciate that,

but this is entirely on me.

Is he a fan?

No.

He's in the business side

of music,

which is "ick" right there.

He and I both know

where this industry is going,

except he was smart enough

to capitalize on it,

and I was not.

Hmm. So, he's smart

and he's got himself some money,

and that makes him the bad guy?

Yes.

I don't know... maybe.

I guess.

Maybe you owe him an apology?

I definitely do not!

Well, he's staying

down at the Billsboro House...

if you remember your manners.

Well, what about his manners?

Oh, is he mad at you

simply for existing, too?

Hmph.

I'll get it.

Ed's Tree Farm.

This is Maggie.

Maggie, finally.

I've been trying

to reach you all day!

Don't you dare

hang up this phone.

Lewis?

How'd you get this number?

I've always had this number.

It's your emergency contact,

and since you're not answering

the phone that I gave you...

Yeah, Christmas rush. Sorry.

Uh-huh. Well, look,

I'm just calling

to check in, you know?

See how the new cell phone

is working out,

if you've been

doing any writing?

I haven't had a chance

to set up the new phone

or write.

Sorry.

Maggie, can I be blunt?

You're always blunt.

Look, there's no nice way

to say this,

but the business

is leaving you behind.

I-I'm having a hard time

booking you

in any place bigger than

a coffee shop right now.

I see.

I don't want you

to go to a dark place on this,

but my point is,

I just need you

to write me something solid.

We'll bring it into the studio,

we'll clean it up, you know?

I know you don't like

the bells and whistles,

but that phone...

Uh, so, Lewis,

a pig just got loose...

sorry, I gotta go!

Bye.

Oops.

Guess you told him.

Oh! What is this?

Lewis gave it to me,

so I'm gifting it to you

since

you're currently phoneless,

thanks to someone

we shall not identify.

I redirected

the house number to it.

Seems a lot smarter

than my normal old phone...

like, it's going to manage

my finances

and, uh, tune up

my transmission for me

without asking.

Yeah, Lewis seems to think

it can do all that and more,

but you don't need

to worry about that

unless you suddenly decide

you want to become

a social-media star.

It has all those, um...

apps from the guy

who bought the tree today.

Ah, you mean

that really nice man

who's staying

all alone at Billsboro?

Laying it on a little thick,

there, Mom.

Fine, I'll...

I'll run down to Billsboro House

and apologize.

Proud of you.

Even though I wasn't wrong.

Of course not!

Oh, uh, hey, do we still have

those Christmas supplies

in the barn?

Have you ever known your father

to throw out anything?

I'm right here.

Hi.

Will you except an apology

in the shape

of a free tree stand

and some hopelessly-tangled

tree lights?

I will accept it all

with gratitude.

Come on in.

Thanks.

Wow.

Always wanted to see

inside of this place.

It's gorgeous.

Well, that's 'cause

you weren't here four hours ago,

when everything

was covered in dust.

Yeah, it's... I haven't even

started on the upstairs yet.

It's gonna be

an ibuprofen-kinda night.

Oh, and there was a spider

that will have a starring role

in my nightmares for years.

You know, I was kinda surprised

that you were staying here.

I heard it's been empty

for a while.

No, it's just

an old, traditional place.

I didn't think

that was your brand.

Hmm!

You know, the, uh...

old and the new

can peacefully coexist,

and I don't have a brand.

That's not really something

that people do

in the real world.

All right.

Well, I-I just came by to...

Wait. Where's your tree?

It's soaking in water.

Where?

Oh, upstairs in the bathtub.

I'm joking.

It's outside.

Seriously?

You told me to put it in water.

Yeah, inside the house.

I didn't have a stand,

I didn't have a bucket...

I improvised.

It's fine, it's fine.

All I gotta do...

is give it a little tug.

Give it...

Yeah, this ice

really isn't good for the tree.

Well, I'm not really worried

about hurting it.

Okay, let's think this through.

I can't bring the tree

into the house

when there's

an iceberg attached to it, so...

I just have

to break up the ice...

...by using a blow-dryer?

Or...

you could saw off

a little more of the trunk

just above the ice?

Okay.

Yes! Exactly.

Let's do that.

Okay, uh... ah!

How much you wanna bet

that this barn

has got a saw in it, hey?

Fine.

I-I can do it myself.

Okay...

I can do it myself.

Hey!

How'd it go with that fella

down at the Billsboro House?

Oh.

So, get this...

he didn't have a bucket

or a tree stand,

and yes,

I told him to put it in water...

so he finds this tub,

and puts it in that...

outside!

So, the tree was cemented

in this clawfoot tub

filled with ice,

and he didn't know

how to fix it.

Well...

he did tell you

he's never had a Christmas tree

before, right?

If I have to keep apologizing,

I'll have

your whole place decorated.

Here's some exterior lights

in case you wanna...

I don't know.

Come on in.

Why does it smell

so delightful in here?

Oh, it's probably

the cinnamon rolls.

These are old-school!

Nice. Thank you.

You made these?

Uh... I did!

Yeah, it takes a few minutes

for the yeast to rise,

but after that,

it's pretty simple.

You made these from scratch?

Yeah. I've been baking

since I was 14.

No judgement,

but that's kinda random.

Uh, well, it was

a money-making venture.

You wouldn't believe

what high-school kids

pay for home-baked,

but before you become

too impressed with my talents,

this tree rookie...

needs a bit of help?

Well, that's not

a rookie issue...

tree-straightening

is a two-person job.

Here, if you wanna

loosen the base...

Oh, yeah.

Okay. Yeah.

All right...

Okay, lock it in!

Okay.

Have you thought

about ornaments?

Yeah, I was thinking about

just going online

and buying a bunch of stuff.

Or you could support

local businesses.

Or I could just keep

irritating you

and accept apology decorations?

Hey, is that you

in these pictures over here?

Oh, uh... yeah.

So, you've been here before?

Just the one time.

Well, it must've been a good

time, if you came back?

It was my best Christmas ever.

Is that when you got the tree?

Yes, actually.

We got it

from a little place called Ed's.

You ever heard of it?

- Really?

- Yeah.

So, where's your family now?

Uh, can I interest you

in some cinnamon rolls?

I only know how to bake

in large quantities,

but I definitely should not be

eating all of these by myself.

Mm, marry him!

- Stop.

- I'm not joking!

He just made these?

I bet he has

a good sourdough starter, too.

You should ask him.

Well, since I managed

to leave without being rude,

I don't have to apologize

to him again,

so I don't

have to see him again.

So, let's just...

change the subject, please,

and you can tell me

what's going on here.

There's a lot of bills.

Yup.

Trying to decide

which ones to pay first.

Boy, the competition is tough.

Maybe we were just

too late to the game?

You two in here sharing secrets?

Always!

Here,

compliments of Archer Donovan...

the wildly irritating man

staying at Billsboro House.

Wildly irritating,

but attractive, I bet?

That just adds

to the irritation.

Here you go.

Whoo!

Yeah, then you just tap here

to stitch the video.

Wow.

It's as easy as that.

And so just anyone can see it?

Well, yeah,

everyone who's on the app.

And then it's posted.

Maggie!

Hi.

Hey, sweetie!

I wasn't expecting

to see you here.

I had some questions

about the cell phone,

and I remember you said

that Archer here

is a technology king.

Well, I prefer the term

"technology wizard".

I'll also accept

"technology shaman".

Ed! Tell her your idea.

Okay, um...

I am going to sh**t some videos

to promote the farm.

Hmm!

I think

maybe we should be getting back.

All right!

Maggie, do you have

youth choir tonight?

I do, but don't remind me.

- See you soon.

- Bye.

Bye, Dad. Mwah.

- Look who's here!

- Uh... do you want to join me?

Uh...

Fine.

I'm sorry to sound negative

about the choir.

I love the kids, but...

It's been a challenge?

I'm not a good teacher.

I'm also not good

at social media, although...

I'll be my dad's

tech support now,

when you leave...

thanks for that.

He really sold me out

for mac and cheese?

To be fair,

it's really good mac and cheese.

Look at this guy.

He's gonna go viral.

Should have charged him 10%

on all future earnings.

You know, I've been doing this

for almost 20 years.

My dad will make one video

of a pig sneezing

and get more engagement.

You could change that, you know?

Have you been

talking to my manager?

There's something about

this whole puzzle

that I don't understand,

isn't there?

Yes.

Uh, my career, such as it is,

is ending

because,

according to my manager,

I'm an old-fashioned Luddite.

I need more tech,

more social media,

and the worst part is...

he's not wrong.

Well, he's not right, either.

There's gotta be a balance.

Not that I can find.

We'll see you later, you two!

- Bye.

- Bye.

Okay, but seriously,

what is it like

to grow up with parents

who love each other like that?

Wonderful.

Cringey.

Safe.

Having a home

where I felt protected,

no matter what...

it's the only way I survived

all these years of playing

state fairs and coffee shops

and everything in between.

Hmm.

What about you?

Me? No, I... I don't play

state fairs or coffee shops.

You do deflect well, though.

Yeah, that I do.

Look, it's a long story.

Both my parents are gone now.

I barely have a relationship

with my sister,

and she's got two adorable kids

that I hardly know.

Well, what's she doing

for Christmas?

She's bringing

Max and Mia to Aspen.

Does she know

you're staying at Billsboro?

No, ma'am.

Well, why don't you

send her a photo?

If that house

was special to you,

chances are

it was special to her, too.

I... I appreciate it, but...

I don't think this situation

with my sister is repairable,

so...

um...

I gotta get going, but, uh...

um, I'll...

see you soon...

I hope?

Sure.

Huh.

Do you think we'll ever

have a tree of our own?

I don't think so.

Mama doesn't like them.

Well, th-that's closer to it.

Did you hear the difference?

Um... Clara and Carlos...

Maggie's friends.

Oh, hi!

- Nice to meet you.

- Yeah.

That's our daughter, Lucy,

up there.

Are you, um... Archer...

famous cinnamon-roll baker?

I guess I am.

Come by the Trolley Stop

sometime... we'll pay you back

- in ale.

- Deal.

Okay, kids,

I'll see you next time.

Bye!

They're great.

They are sweet.

- Very sweet.

- That they are.

Hi!

- You having fun?

- Mwah!

Thanks again.

Bye, Maggie.

See you soon.

Hey...

so this is

the infamous children's choir.

They... sound great.

You would

fail a lie-detector test

before they even hooked it up.

Well...

um... I did it.

I sent this...

to my sister in Aspen.

Oh, that's so wholesome!

What did she say back?

Nothing.

She won't respond, but...

I wanted to thank you

for encouraging me.

Are you and your sister

really that different?

No, we're that much alike.

Oh, well, that'll do it.

It's impossible to overstate

how competitive we are.

I'm sorry.

Anyway,

I didn't come here

to dump on you.

The choir...

Hmm?

We have a new app

that we're getting ready

to release.

It's in beta right now,

and I was talking with my team...

No, no. No apps.

Just hear me out.

It helps kids

hear and match notes.

You can upload their songs,

and the app will reactively

help them sing it correctly.

It's all like a game.

It just teaches them music,

Maggie.

There's nothing in there

that's gonna become sentient

and take over the world.

It's old-school and technology

happily coexisting,

and it would help me a lot

to have some young testers.

Yeah, I gotta lock up.

Okay.

I'll guess see you then.

Whoo...

...And that was today's

fun fact about Christmas trees.

So, remember,

when you're ready for a tree,

come on down!

I'm Ed, and this is

Ed's Christmas Tree Farm.

Well, what do you think?

Are you selling trees

or used cars?

I'm selling my style. My...

What you call it?

My brand!

Who are you?

Archer?

Hello?

Hey, uh...

sorry to call so early.

We live on a farm.

We've been up for two hours

already. What's wrong?

Put it on speaker. Speaker.

Oh, just a small issue...

I don't have any heat here.

Uh, I swear,

I could freeze a polar bear,

it's so cold here,

and I've watched every video

I can find online

about furnaces,

but none of them

were for this furnace.

So, any suggestions?

Well, son... did you put

any wood in there before bed?

Wood?

Okay...

wood, but...

where is it?

Oh...

okay, so I just

cram it full of logs

and light it up,

and I'll be warm again?

No, no.

It's not quite that simple.

You see, the trick with fires

is you've gotta start small.

Do you have any small pieces

of wood laying around

that you could

just throw in there?

Maybe some dried bark?

Ooh... yeah!

Okay.

Okay, just give me

a second here...

here we go.

Okay...

here we go.

Once there's a dozen or two

big logs in there,

you should be good to go.

Yes!

Man has created fire!

Archer, do you have

a fireplace at home?

I do.

- Well, how do you start it?

- I press a button on a remote.

All right!

This is really rolling.

Thank you so much.

You saved my life...

W-Well, why don't you come over?

Have a hot shower and some food.

And then you just

tap there to stitch it.

Got it.

Wow, this is a hoot.

Now, just remember

the most important rule of all...

"the Internet is forever."

Right.

So don't be that guy?

Definitely don't be that guy.

Thank you for breakfast.

Any time.

Oh, and don't forget

to say goodbye to Maggie.

She's in the barn.

Hi, Uncle Archer!

I don't understand.

You said

you were staying in town.

I was.

And then...

you gave me that...

and my plans changed.

Why are you here?

You were right.

Hotel trees don't count,

and I realized

I was doing the same thing

to my children that...

you know.

Why didn't you call

and tell me you were coming?

Look, we can go,

if you don't want us here.

I didn't say that...

but I mean, hey, do whatever

you want... you always do.

We're all set up!

Hey, guys.

Did you find the bunkbeds?

I'm gonna take

the top one tonight.

Tomorrow, we'll switch.

You know,

that's the same room

that your mom and I slept in

when we stayed here.

Think

you'll be comfortable there?

- Yeah.

- Good.

Mom?

What if Santa doesn't find us?

There are some concerns

that our change of plans

will be confusing for Santa...

that he won't

be able to find them.

Oh, well, I actually know

of a place where

you can write a letter to Santa,

and I know for a fact

they get delivered.

Should we do that? We could go

first thing in the morning.

Great idea,

but I have a bunch of calls

tomorrow morning.

Maybe in the afternoon?

Or I could take them?

- Yes, please!

- Yes, please!

When you kids

are done writing your letters,

I want you to meet me

right over there

because I want to give you each

a cherry-wink cookie.

Sound good?

- Yeah!

- All right.

She's in the barn.

I'll be right back, okay?

So, I mean, we can do

different colors, you know.

You sound great.

What are you doing here?

Uh...

well, at the moment,

my sister is on a work call

in my house,

and Max and Mia

are just outside with your mom,

writing letters to Santa.

At least it gives you

and your sister a chance to...

Aah...

This has never

worked out before, okay,

so let's

control our expectations.

Whenever we get together,

we always revert

back to our old ways,

like we can't break the pattern.

I'm sorry, Archer.

That sounds... toxic.

You have no idea.

Tell me.

Okay.

Buckle up for this one.

Growing up,

once we were old enough

to start earning money,

my parents would track

exactly how much money

we earned every year,

to the penny.

Was that meant to teach you

the value of work or money?

No, no, no.

They wanted us

to learn the value

of winning at all costs.

On December 25th,

at 12:01 a.m.,

whichever one of us had made

the most money for the year

got huge presents...

and the other one

got nothing.

Archer,

you were just little kids!

Yeah, but we became

little mercenaries.

Anyway...

a couple of years ago,

after copious amounts

of therapy,

I went no-contact

with my father,

and his parting shot...

he did it one last time

with his board seat.

It's gonna go

to whichever one of us

has the higher net worth

this Christmas morning

at 12:01.

Now, Archline has two new apps

coming out in the New Year...

one for kids

and one that we're calling

"Project Harmonies".

Anyway, if any news leaks

about either of them,

my stock is gonna skyrocket

and I'm gonna be worth

way more than my sister.

But don't

you want the board seat?

Uncle Archer!

We brought you a cookie.

Hey, uh, Mia, Max,

this is my friend, Maggie.

Hi.

And these are

her special little pigs.

We have to be very gentle

around them, though,

'cause they startle easily.

Max does, too.

Hey, how about I trade you

that cookie for...

some blueberries for the pigs?

Yeah!

What are their names?

Well, this is Johnny

and this is June.

Why'd you name them that?

They're named after

one of the greatest

country musicians of all time

and...

- ...And her husband.

Oh, you're good!

Hey, guys,

you know Maggie actually runs

a children's Christmas choir?

We'd have to ask your mom,

but I'm sure

you would be welcome there.

Yeah. My goddaughter, Lucy,

would love

to be friends with you.

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

Yeah, get in there. Look.

Pick up the blueberries

over there.

You can't have this.

This is mine.

Get over there.

I thought I saw you here.

Well, you still build

a good fire, Maggie.

Mm.

I think you wrote

your first song here.

Yeah.

I had such big dreams.

Dreams only die when

you stop watering them, kiddo.

Archer wants me to use

one of his apps with the kids.

I feel like

I'm going to the dark side.

Hey, you remember Grammy's rules

about thank-you notes?

Always handwritten,

in proper cursive.

She just about keeled over

when you started

dotting your "I"s

with those little hearts.

Yeah!

You see, the thing is,

what we grow up with

is what seems right.

Cursive was right for her.

Me? I was fine with printing,

and you...

It's just like Uncle Henry

and his massive collection

of LPs and 45s, right?

CDs were too scary for him.

Are you saying

I'm turning into Uncle Henry?

No, no.

What I'm saying is,

you grew up in a home where

we played a lot of great music,

like Carly Simon

and Joni Mitchell

and Linda Ronstadt.

Mm, yeah.

And you learned from them,

but maybe it's time

you figure out

how those ladies inspired you

and use it

to make something new.

I'm so stoked you guys

are doing the Cookie Crawl

this year.

Hey, anything

to get people in here, right?

Speaking of which,

we promised Archer an ale, so...

feel free

to bring him by sometime.

Yeah, maybe.

Okay!

What did he do this time?

He wants me to use this app

with the kids.

He thinks it will help.

What app?

Yeah, what app?

Maggie?

Hi. I'm here with Lucy

and she has

a message for you.

I want to try the app!

Did you get all that?

Did you just get outvoted?

Rolled right over me.

Hey, Maggie,

this is gonna be fun, okay,

and if it's not, we can stop.

Okay, I trust you.

No, you don't.

No, I don't, but...

I'm trying.

I'll take it.

See you soon.

I don't hate tech, you know.

It's just everything

made with these apps

sounds the same to me.

That's what

Lewis wants me to write.

What do you want to write?

I don't know.

I used to dream of writing

the next great Christmas song.

It sounds silly, I know, but...

I guess I just want

to write something

that will make my fans happy,

my...

my manager happy,

my distributors happy.

I literally want

to make everyone happy,

but no one is.

There's this funny thing

that we do...

when something's not working,

we do it harder.

At work, I tell people,

"Okay, we tried that.

It failed.

Now instead of doubling down,

why don't we step back

and find a new approach?"

In your case, I don't know...

I-I could be completely wrong,

but...

it seems like your career

hasn't been working out

the way you want it to,

but you just keep trying

harder and harder.

And every step

feels further from my heart.

Well, you know what they say...

if you find yourself in a hole,

stop digging.

If you're lost, go back

and try a different road.

You saying

I should shake things up?

Yeah! Shake things way up.

Do whatever you want.

Just make yourself happy...

and trust me...

everyone else

will be right there with you.

Come on.

Okay, and then,

if you hit the note...

See?

Your avatar advances.

Does that make sense?

Yeah!

Okay, now, this option, up here,

is really fun.

You see all those people...

there?

Those are all of you,

so you get to track

each other's progress,

as you all move through

the different levels.

You can send each other rewards.

You can give each other

virtual high-fives.

You can even challenge

each other to sing-offs!

Pretty cool, hey?

Yeah.

Okay, so you're all gonna

have a chance

to play around with it.

If you have any problems

using it,

or if you have any ideas

for how we can make it better,

write those things down,

and Maggie will let me

know about it.

All right, go for it!

Have fun.

Hey...

You never stop, do you?

And you never start.

I haven't seen you

take one meeting

since I've been here.

No wonder

I'm getting the board seat.

We're grabbing takeout

on the way home.

What would you like?

Um, you know what?

I-I'll just have

whatever you're having, okay,

and, uh, I'll meet up

with you later?

Okay.

- 'Kay.

- Max. Mia.

Let's go.

Hey, everything okay?

That was my manager.

He said he can't book me

anywhere big enough

to justify keeping me on, so...

he dropped me.

It's over.

My career's over.

Come here.

It's gonna be okay.

So, what are you gonna do?

Well, I've worked through

stage one...

panic.

And, last night,

I embraced stage two...

crying and self-pity...

and now I'm firmly

in stage three...

pretending I don't care

and envisioning walking away.

But you love making music.

I know, but I feel like

I'm in this dysfunctional

relationship with it.

Maybe Archer's right.

Maybe I need to...

shake things up.

Do things my way.

Oh, speaking of Archer,

and you didn't hear this

from me,

but your choir's

getting better already.

Really?

Yes, I was listening to them

a little bit last night,

and they're getting good.

And more importantly,

they're jazzed about it!

Lucy's keeping a list of

all the new features she wants.

Of course she is.

Oh, are you guys coming

to the Wrap-a-thon?

Can't!

We booked a party tonight.

Well, that's good, though.

Yeah, but you know,

if you want help,

I bet Archer's free.

What?

What now?

Okay, you know what?

We're gonna go from the top.

This guy supports your career.

I know.

He's employed.

He is. He's smart,

he has great eyes.

All true.

And he calls you

on your nonsense.

I mean, I can see why

you're not attracted to him.

He's so not your type.

Yeah, he really is

all those things, isn't he?

And he bakes.

Oh! I forgot about the baking.

That's it.

I'm inviting him.

That was easy!

- Hi.

- Hey, guys!

Come on in.

You must be Piper.

I'm so glad to meet you.

Max and Mia, welcome back.

The little piglets missed you.

Let me take your coats.

So, uh,

what do we have here, son?

You want to tell them

what kind of cupcakes we made?

Reindeer.

I put on the antlers.

Well, look how clever

you two are!

Come on in.

We're setting up

in the dining room.

- Hey, guys!

- Max, you can sit here.

Mia.

Oh, good timing.

So... this is

the famous Wrap-a-thon.

I've been looking forward

to this.

What are we wrapping here?

Well, every year,

the businesses downtown

do a Cookie Crawl.

It's like a pub crawl,

but for the whole family.

We did this.

Do you remember?

Yeah, I do!

You guys are gonna love it.

It's like an assembly line,

so Mom and I make up

the little boxes,

and Mia and Max,

you can put something

inside each one.

Like, one

of the Christmas cookies...

- Mm-hmm.

- Or... a little pig ornament.

Ed closes the boxes,

and Piper and Archer,

you can decorate them

with a ribbon or a bow.

Let's do this.

- All right.

- All right.

Okay!

Oh, I need some more of these.

That's going into the box.

Uh-uh. Nope. Not this one.

Here's one.

Archer?

Archer.

Mm-hmm?

I wanna do ribbons for a while.

Can we switch?

Yeah.

Great!

Thanks for having us all over.

It was fun.

And thanks

for noticing what was happening

with my sister and I.

Happy to help.

Hey, fun fact.

I played my first

for-real solo gig in here.

Really?

Yeah!

When it's not Christmas,

they have a little stage

set up here...

just big enough for one person.

They do open-mic nights,

comedy, poetry slams.

I was so nervous.

Okay, um...

I was up late last night,

thinking,

and I'm gonna

ask you this gently...

you can say no

whenever you want.

Okay.

You remember I mentioned

the other app we're developing...

"Project Harmonies"?

It's basically

the online equivalent of that,

but... globally.

I don't understand.

It lets people put on a show,

save the live performance,

make it downloadable,

and monetize it...

and we added in these

augmented-reality features,

so users can watch the show,

but it looks like

it's taking place

in a different location.

I've been trying to figure out

what the hook is,

what would make it different...

and you told me.

I did?

What did I say?

Singer-songwriters.

Poets.

Original content only.

It's like...

the latest in technology

meets

good, old-fashioned talent.

I need

someone to help me.

Maybe...

a musician who still believes

that talent matters?

I did say that, didn't I?

Yeah, you did.

Can I think about it?

Of course.

If she agrees,

we're gonna keep it simple...

15, 20 minutes each,

12 acts, one after the other.

You think we can

get this done by Christmas Eve?

Uh, it would be...

tight, like, wildly tight,

but I love the direction.

It's, um, it's authentic.

Can you get marketing

to start playing with it?

Just sent the email,

I already know some acts,

and I set the meeting

with Dev in 10.

You're so good.

It's almost embarrassing.

Max! Mia?

I gotta go.

Keep me posted.

Hey.

Oh, the kids are outside,

looking for more pinecones

to hang on the tree.

Oh.

They're having

a great time here.

Thanks again

for letting us stay.

Of course.

So, is something on your mind?

Okay, so I guess

I didn't call in advance

because

I was scared you'd say no.

You're my sister.

You're always welcome.

I'll try to be better about

letting you know that.

Me too.

And that's our time!

You guys are amazing.

Thank you so much

for your hard work.

We'll see you next time.

Oh, and remember

to give your suggestions

to that handsome-looking guy

back there.

Who? What?

Hey...

all right, so,

what did you guys think?

Was that cool?

- Really?

- It's so fun.

I'm so glad.

You guys are singing so well,

I think you could be on stage.

This... is a pinecone.

No! That's not a pinecone.

That's a flying sparkle-dog.

I'm surprised you kids

don't know this stuff.

I called in dinner,

but they're busy,

so it'll take an hour,

but look what I found...

It's the Fortunopolis game

we played.

I think it's the same one.

Look! There's the piece of tape

we put on the lid

when Uncle Archer broke it.

Why did you break it?

Because your mom beat me,

and I was a terribly sore loser.

Hey, why don't we play

while we wait for

- the pizza to get here?

- Yeah!

Some people with micro pigs

swear that they are very smart

and make for great pets,

but not me, though.

No, sir!

They're just livestock to me.

No, oh, no, no, sweetheart.

You're not livestock to me.

You're my little precious one.

Yes, you are!

Oh, yes, you are!

- Ed!

- Oh!

Come wash up for dinner!

Okay! Well, that sounds

like the dinner bell.

Until next time, I'm Ed.

Oh, it's okay.

You're okay. You're okay.

There you go!

You want me to publish it?

No, no, no. I need to add

some more hashtags

and make sure the metadata

is right.

Really, who are you?

"240k followers."

Um, does that

stand for "thousand"?

I stand corrected.

You are amazing.

Ha!

As the sole owner

of all four shipping ports,

you owe me $200.

Piper, can we just stop

and have some dinner now?

No. I'm winning.

Pay up.

Okay.

Here's your money.

Can we stop now?

Some things never change.

You just can't stand

to see me win.

Okay.

Here is...

all of my play money.

It's yours now.

You're rich. You win.

I don't care.

Can we just eat, please?

No. You don't get

to just walk away.

It doesn't work like that!

Do you even hear yourself?

Uncle Archer!

Please don't go.

I'm sorry.

Archer? Hi.

Hi.

We're just about

to have some pie.

Come on in.

Join us.

- Oh... thanks.

- Yeah. Come on.

We're just in the kitchen.

Hey.

Um, uh...

I was... um...

We're glad you dropped by.

Maybe you can help

settle a little debate

that we've been having.

See...

I think that if Ed

continues to eat my pies

at such an alarming rate,

that I have every right

to hide them,

but my daughter

thinks that

I'm being controlling.

I didn't say "controlling"!

Well, it was implied.

It was, honey.

Hey! Whose side are you on?

Ooh, good point.

So?

What's your opinion?

Um...

my... my opinion

is that a video

of Ed learning

to bake his own pies

would probably go viral.

Archer,

Maggie tells us

that you're going to do

some big concert

on Christmas Eve?

Well, not big.

It's just a beta run

of our new app.

And you want our Maggie

to help you?

No.

I want Maggie to headline it,

if she will agree to it.

Ooh...

Archer, has Maggie told you

about her Uncle Henry

and his humongous collection

of LPs and 45s?

Hmm?

Well... no?

Fine! I'll do it.

I'll do it!

You will?

Yes.

Amazing.

Great. Well,

now that that's settled,

um, how about some pie?

I didn't know where to go,

so I ended up here.

I think I just wanted

to laugh with your family.

How do I do this?

How do I build a family,

when we revert

the moment we see each other?

You find a new way,

'cause as this brilliant guy

once told me...

...if what you're doing

isn't working,

try something different.

Hmm.

You were my big brother.

You were stronger,

faster,

and everyone liked you more.

My entire focus

became beating you.

Why?

It was never about the money.

You know that, right?

I know.

I couldn't understand

why you barely talked to him

these past years...

...but I think I do now.

I couldn't heal from the damage

while he was...

still trying to inflict it.

I don't know how to do this.

You do, though.

Pipes,

you're raising

the two most cooperative kids

I've ever met.

They find common ground

on everything.

Yeah.

They're pretty great, huh?

They are,

but that's not even my point.

That kind of respect

and love between young siblings,

it's not

factory-installed equipment.

They learned it from you...

...which means

you know what it looks like.

You just have to...

...find a way

to gift it to yourself.

So...

lots of therapy?

Oh, so much therapy!

But...

I can be there for you.

Please don't give up on me.

I won't.

Merry Christmas!

TJ's bringing up

all the livestream equipment,

so, from a technological

point of view,

we're set.

I want you to go last.

Are you okay with that?

Yeah, but the kids

sound so good.

I want to give them

some of my time.

Is that okay?

Of course.

Oh, it's Clara.

She's melting down.

I think it's business stuff.

I'm gonna go help her.

- Okay.

- Wanna stop by?

Sure.

And hey, if it's business stuff,

maybe Piper and I

could help, too.

We're completely

out of options, here.

I think it comes down

to competition.

There are already three other

microbreweries in town.

Maybe we could

offer a wider variety,

or...

oh, I don't know!

You know,

a smart guy once told me

that if something isn't working,

don't keep

doing the same thing harder.

Hmm, I wonder who that was?

Miss Frosty!

No, it was me.

I know it was you,

but do you remember Miss Frosty?

Yeah, it was one of those

little ice-cream joints near us.

They had a few picnic tables,

but nothing comfortable,

so everybody got their ice cream

and then ate it in the car.

Eventually, they closed.

New owners came in

and made it a place

for the whole family.

I get it! Yes!

Those other breweries,

they're loud, right...

where guys go after work

to watch the game

and yell at the TV.

They're not places for families.

- We have all that room out back.

- Yeah, yeah.

We could put in chairs...

Firepits, movie nights...

- Mm!

- Games inside in the winter.

- Oh!

- Yeah!

You can even have a draft pull

for juices and sodas.

Why is it called "Trolley Stop"?

Oh, um, years ago,

there was a trolley.

Bring it back.

Find some old jitney for sale.

Rehab it.

A few nights a week,

it makes the rounds in town.

Anyone coming here...

...rides for free!

Yes! The kids would love it,

the adults wouldn't have

to worry about driving home...

Brilliant.

You two are

some kind of dream team.

- Thank you.

- Yeah.

Thank you.

And now, be sure

to tune in on Christmas Eve,

and watch my baby girl sing.

Until then, I'm Ed,

signing out

after another successful

Christmas Cookie Crawl!

h*, h*, h*!

TJ. What's up?

Can you talk freely?

Nope.

Okay, then listen.

Do you know

someone out there named Ed?

Sure.

Well, he just posted a video

talking about how he can't wait

to hear his daughter

sing live on Christmas Eve,

encouraging everyone

to tune in.

Uh-huh.

Then, a whole bunch

of hashtags showing gratitude

to you, Archline,

and you guessed it,

your new software.

Mm-hmm.

The good news, I guess,

...is the stock is soaring,

your net worth

has never been higher,

and we were gonna announce

in a week anyways,

so whatever reason

you had to delay

is no longer in play.

Okay, got it. Thanks.

Hey. I can explain.

That's why you've been so nice.

What?

You're making

more than me this year.

You're getting the board seat,

and you knew it the entire time!

No.

Kids! Pack up!

We're leaving.

Piper.

Pi... Piper!

Pipes, listen to me.

This was leaked.

I deliberately delayed

any announcement

until the New Year

so that you could have the seat.

I am not your charity.

Take the seat.

It's yours.

It means more to you

than it does to me.

No. I need to win it

fair and square.

What's fair about this?

Let's go. In the car!

I don't want to go.

I want to stay, too.

Are you sure

I can't get you anything?

No, I'm fine. Thanks.

I put the information

about the concert out there.

I mean,

I was that guy, wasn't I?

A little bit, yeah,

but it's okay, really.

I am so sorry, Archer.

How much is this

gonna hurt your business?

Oh, my business is fine.

It's my relationship

with my sister.

I'm sure you've noticed

the competitiveness?

- Mm-hmm.

- Yeah.

At the end of the day,

I knew I was taking a risk,

but I decided to help Maggie.

But you shouldn't

have to choose, son.

Family is family...

whether you're born in it

or you find it on your own.

Well, it's bedtime for farmers.

Mm-hmm!

Oh!

Big storm coming in.

I can feel it in my bones.

You be careful

when you drive home.

- I will.

- Goodnight.

- Goodnight.

- Goodnight.

Tell me something good.

Well, um,

I wrote a Christmas song,

and I think it's...

not bad.

I may play it tomorrow.

Yeah?

That's great.

I'm proud of you.

Um, hey... I have a question.

If technology is so great,

why can't they get the icing

to cover the entire Pop-Tart?

Don't make me laugh,

Maggie McKenzie.

I'm trying to be sad right now.

You're kinda ruining it.

Lewis?

Wait.

What are you trying to say?

Okay.

That's great. Thanks.

Okay.

All right, so how's the feed?

Uh, no problems

that we couldn't solve.

Heavy traffic on the servers

but so far, so good.

Maggie's up in about an hour.

Great.

What's wrong?

Maggie's still at the farm.

She's not coming.

Hey.

Wanna tell me about it?

Um...

I've been talking with Lewis.

He heard about

the concert tonight,

so I played him

my Christmas song.

He thinks it's a winner.

Okay.

But he doesn't want me

to play it tonight.

He wants me

to get back in the studio

and release it next November.

I see.

He wants to rep me

again, Archer...

...and he doesn't want me to

showcase your product for free.

He thinks you're...

using me, I guess?

Well...

I'm glad

he believes in you again.

Good luck.

You're leaving?

Just like that?

What do you want me

to say, Maggie?

I'm not using you.

I made you the headliner!

I know, but Lewis thinks...

Lewis?

Lewis dropped you,

and then as soon as he heard

about this... as soon as

he thought he could make

a profit off of you, he's back?

Look, I don't know.

Maybe it'll all

work out this time.

Maybe if you just keep

doing what you've always done,

but do it a little harder,

everything will turn out well.

You don't understand

how hard this business is.

I'm scared that...

What if...

What if this is as good

as it's ever gonna get for me?

What if you go back

and work with that guy,

and you never find out?

Okay, kids...

um, Maggie's a bit delayed,

but I'm gonna help you

with your warmup,

but I need you onstage,

right now.

Go on. Up on stage.

That's it.

Thanks for trying.

Ahem.

Come on, hurry!

They're already warming up.

Hey! Hi.

What?

I was so terrified

of this board position.

It's too much for me.

I'm glad it's going to you.

It's not going to me.

You're perfect for it.

That's why I was delaying

any announcement.

That day, at the brewery,

it felt like a glimpse

of what you and I could do

if we were

on the same team for once.

What?

A Donovan has to sit

on the Board of Directors,

or else the entire board

is dismissed, right?

Right.

There's no rule that says

two Donovans

can't sit on the board.

I like where this is going.

Let's split the job, 50/50.

Well, what if

the board disagrees?

Then neither of us

takes the position,

the board is dismissed,

and we start over.

I love it

when you play hardball.

But listen, Pipes...

you and me...

we're gonna have to fight

to make this work.

That means,

no more running away...

for either of us.

Deal?

Deal.

So, is everything set here?

One major hiccup...

Maggie's not coming.

- What are you talking about?

- She got a call

from her old manager and...

- No, I mean...

what are you talking about?

She's already here.

Wha...?

Oh!

Good luck, honey.

Hi, everyone.

Thanks for coming out

on such a stormy night.

A little housekeeping...

this is TJ over here,

with the camera.

Please stay out of his way

and off stage.

Otherwise,

sing along, dance,

enjoy yourselves,

and feel free

to use Archer's app

to interact

with the performance.

If you haven't

downloaded it yet,

now is the time.

By the way, I approve.

Of what?

Of you and Maggie together.

I'm just going on record.

- Noted.

- We have 15 minutes to perform.

The kids will go up first,

and if we have enough time,

I might do a song.

So get comfortable.

Thank you to Archer

and his team.

Everything has gone perfectly

so far,

and I'm sure everything

is gonna stay that way.

What happened?

Okay, uh...

it's okay, everybody.

How about, um, let's all

take out our phones

and use our flashlights?

Everybody? Can I get...

Can I get your attention

over here, please?

Everybody, can I...

can I have your attention,

please, over here?

Everybody!

Please listen to my brother!

Thank you.

Okay, so we've got

11 minutes to fix this.

This is upstate New York.

I know you all have generators,

so if anyone thinks

that they can go home,

grab yours, and bring it here

in a couple of minutes,

please, do that, okay?

Uh, TJ, do we have enough power

to run the broadcast?

Uh, probably,

but not enough

to run lights, too.

Okay. Okay.

Ed is gonna be your point-person

for the generators.

We also need you

to find any candle

that you can get your hands on,

and get it

up on that stage, okay?

My sister, Piper,

will be in charge of that.

Thank you.

I know we can do this.

You're amazing!

Let's go.

Thank you...

and I'm sorry.

Five seconds, everyone.

Good evening,

and Happy Christmas Eve

to all our friends

around the world.

I'm Maggie McKenzie,

and I'll be bringing you

the final performance

of the night.

We lost power,

literally, 11 minutes ago, uh,

but thanks to our friends

and family,

we managed

this high-tech concert...

Okay. We have

a couple of minutes left.

Enough time

for me to do one song.

I have a lot of songs,

as some of you may know,

but Christmas

is a time of surprises,

and tonight...

here's yours.

That's my girl!

Merry Christmas,

Happy Holidays,

and a Happy New Year

filled with love and peace.

Goodnight!

And we're out!

Thank you so much, everyone!

Wow.

I called Lewis back.

Oh, and what'd you tell him?

I said, "No, thanks.

I'm gonna shake things up."

Mind if I come along

for the ride?

I was hoping you'd ask.