I've wrapped my presents
And got my letters all sent
I like to think that
I am super damn well prepared
The seasons ready to go
Tell me your wishes and send me kisses
And then listen to carol singers
Knocking on the doors till ten
We can go to bed before it snows
So I follow the brightest star
Except my own two feet
don't walk that far
Right into your heart
I need a Christmas Spark
All right, Mr. Barstow.
I have the reservation here for you
and Mr. Dickens in room 357...
Ooh, Dickens!
Thank you.
Dickens!
Merry Christmas.
You've reached the Hotel Fontaine,
your home for the holidays.
This is Georgia speaking.
How may I help you?
You can help me by coming outside
and giving me a hand
with all of this stuff.
Kiki, great. You're here.
I will be right out.
Ooh, Georgia!
Florence! Did the champagne arrive yet?
Oh, yes. All 20 cases.
- Great.
- You really got the good stuff, huh?
Christmas only comes once a year.
- Yep.
- There you go. Thank you.
Oh, uh, that goes outside
by the front door to the right, please.
Thank you so much.
Oops.
Oh, my God. Thank you, Milton.
Who knew the Christmas rush
would be so hazardous this year?
Oh! Oh, uh, the bedside table lamp
in 209 needs a fresh bulb,
414 needs fresh batteries in the remote,
and 327 has a leaky tub.
Leaky tub. Yeah, I'm all over it.
You're the best. Thank you, Milton.
Uh-hmm. Thank you.
h*, h*, h*, how about a donation?
h*, h*, yourself. How about some help?
Well, if you give me a donation,
I'll give you some help.
Where is your Christmas spirit, Santa?
Left it up north with the other reindeer.
I'm so sorry it took so long.
I had no idea how hard it would be
to find a partridge in a pear tree.
So, I had to go with the macaw.
As my head concierge, you shouldn't have
to be schlepping all of this,
but with my extra holiday time staff
comes in tomorrow, hopefully.
Don't worry about it.
What are best friends for,
if not to schlep a little yuletide cheer?
Besides, I should really be thanking you
for letting me organize this whole
Jingle Mingle party myself this year.
Jingle Mingle, what is that?
It's our annual Christmas Eve party
for singles who wanna mingle.
And also, for singles
who are not ready to mingle.
Basically, it's a Christmas party
for anyone
who doesn't have something to do
on Christmas Eve.
Where's my invitation?
Every party needs a Santa Claus.
Not one on the naughty list.
Hey, I see you when you're sleeping,
you know?
Creepy!
I'm Santa... I'm Santa Claus!
It was a Santa joke!
Just a whiff of white truffle, chef?
Just a whiff.
Et voila!
You know you go through a lot
of trouble making Georgia lunch every day?
It's not trouble.
Besides, it's not the point.
That is the point.
You've been working here
for over a year now.
And she still doesn't know
how you really feel, does she?
Victor, Georgia and I are just friends.
Good friends.
All right, chef.
Just because you and Anna
are sneaking around
doesn't mean that we all are.
Uh, we ain't sneaking around.
I mean, you won't tell anybody, right?
Look, Anna just wants to keep it
on the down low, all right?
Your secret's safe with me.
Oh, hey, Anna. How you doing?
Luke, hi!
Little last-minute Christmas shopping?
Oh. Yeah, sort of.
If it's for Victor, you better hide it.
He's right in there.
How did you...
Victor doesn't want anyone to know.
Know what?
Oh, my God.
Okay.
Wow.
Let me guess. Kiki made the sign.
Her marketing instincts are great.
She's just a little
heavy-handed on the glitter.
At least it is covering
the giant crack in the wall.
They say cracks let the magic in.
I'm afraid I don't believe in magic.
- Well, do you believe in lunch?
- Oh, my God.
You don't have to keep doing this for me.
You know that.
Hey, making lunch for you
is the highlight of my day.
Well, you making lunch for me
is the highlight of my day.
So take some time and eat.
Oh, God.
There's just so much I have to get done
before Christmas Eve.
The lights. The lights
on the fifth floor aren't working.
I forgot to tell Milton. Oh, my God!
So they can use candles. It adds mystery.
This rug is ancient.
I have to change this rug!
Not ancient. Vintage.
Does that tree look crooked to you?
A little. I think it's the weight
of all the ornaments.
I wanted to get matching ones this year,
I just ran out of time.
No, I thought that was
the whole point of our tree.
People bring their own ornaments.
Makes it feel like home.
Hey, not bad.
Not bad for a seven-year-old.
I remember it took me
a whole week to make that.
I guess I always knew
I was gonna grow up to work with food.
What's the matter? Is it cold?
No, no. It's perfect.
It's just...
I'm so lucky to have you.
You're such a good chef.
You know you could do a lot better
than this old hotel of ours.
I love this old hotel of ours.
And the way I look at it,
it's not always the place
that's important.
Sometimes it's the people.
Oh, my God! Now what?
Thank you.
Ugh, glitter.
Hey, enough photos.
Enough photos. Stop with the flash.
No. No, you do not have a release.
Thank you. Move, move, move.
Not the cameras. Not the cameras, please.
No flash. No flash.
Welcome to the Hotel Fontaine,
your home for the holidays.
We have a reservation.
Of course. And the name is...
Seriously?
This is Pandora.
You probably heard her last release.
Love, Love, Love is All Couture to Me.
Never mind, Jimothy. Nobody did.
That's why we're here.
Guru Peterson.
That's my life coach, Guru Peterson.
He says I need a simple zen space
to ground myself for the holidays.
Okay.
Of course. Here you are.
We have you in a queen room.
Avenue view, it's very simple,
very cozy, very zen.
Cozy sounds... small.
How about a king?
Hmm.
Okay.
Uh, junior suite?
Hmm, hmm, hmm.
Okay. How about the presidential suite?
We'll make it work.
Great. We will have your bag... s
brought right up.
Uh-hmm.
Loving life.
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
They don't sing all night, do they?
...and a happy new year
Good tidings we bring
To you and your kin
We wish you a merry Christmas
and a happy new year
Ah, there. That should do it.
Well, thank you so much, Milton.
Oh, you're welcome.
Funny thing about this sink,
you know what,
that's the third time that faucet
has come loose in the past week.
You'd almost swear
somebody is doing it on purpose.
Well, that's crazy. Why would anybody
wanna sabotage my sink?
- Yeah. Weird.
- Weird.
I thought I told you to stop that.
Checking in.
Of course. And your name is...
Prince Raymond. Hello.
Welcome to the Hotel Fontaine.
It is an honor to have you here.
Thank you.
It's just Raymond though, no Prince.
Right. I knew that.
I just read about you
giving up your title.
Yes. And I'm trying to keep
a low profile, you understand?
The Hotel Fontaine is famous
for its discretion with guests.
Instead of two turtle doves,
what if I went with a couple of rabbits?
- Prince Raymond.
- Kiki.
What? This is Prince Raymond of Caspernia.
Not anymore. He quit.
Oh. Well, so then you're not
in town looking for a princess?
Please, forgive my associate.
She has inhaled
too much Christmas glitter.
Stop.
I'm sorry about him.
He's taken my abdication rather badly.
He refuses to quit.
I don't even think the earpiece
is attached to anything anymore.
So your, um, not Royal Highness?
Just Raymond is fine.
Just Raymond. Is this your first time
visiting in New York?
Yes, actually.
I want to get as far away from my family
this year for the holidays as possible.
Well, my name is Georgia.
I am the hotel manager.
And if there's anything at all
that I can do for you,
please, don't hesitate to ask.
Yes, we are all yours.
Thank you for your help.
No.
Kiki, what was that?
You are not going to believe this.
But I dreamt about him last night.
This has to be some kind of sign.
- I mean, look.
- Yes.
It's a sign that you should stop
reading that stuff.
There is some kind of
Christmas magic happening here.
The prince and I
are obviously meant to be.
Kiki, I hate to break this to you
but there's no such thing as magic.
So how do you explain the prince walking
through the front door of our hotel?
Kiki, will you keep an eye
on the front desk for me, please?
Yes. Wow! Thank you!
Kiki, just watch the front desk.
All right? Don't move.
Okay. But don't be
surprised if you come back
and I am suddenly Princess Kiki.
Okay.
I should have this fixed
for you in no time, Georgia.
Get that water working on 310, too.
Great. Thank you, Milton.
Um, is it possible for you
to maybe come back a little later?
Sure. Yeah, I mean, you're the boss.
Yeah. Everything okay?
Yes. Yes.
- Totally. Everything's fine.
- Yeah.
Yeah, I have to make a phone call.
That's it.
- All right.
- Yeah. Thank you.
Well, yeah, if you need me,
you know where to find me, yeah?
Sure do!
- You okay?
- I'm okay.
Yeah, thank you.
All right. Great. Thanks.
I must say, Georgia.
You present a very persuasive argument
and, uh, the design you sent
for the proposal, they look magnific.
So innovative, so modern.
Thank you, Madame Fontaine.
The problem is...
I hate modern.
That's why we keep Hotel Fontaine
to preserve the past,
the elegance, the way of life.
Right. But you wouldn't have
to give any of that up.
The Auberge Moderne
would be the Hotel Fontaine's
cool modern counterpart
right here in New York City.
I understand all of that, Georgia.
But, uh...
Oh, merci, Jean Luc.
This sounds like
a great big deal of extra work
and I hardly have time
to spend on my yacht as it is.
That's the beauty of my proposal.
You wouldn't have to do anything.
I would take on full responsibility
as the executive director
while you continue to travel
as much as you like.
And all I'm asking for in return is...
Forty-nine percent of the ownership.
I think that's fair.
Oh, your ambition reminds me so much
of myself when I was your age.
And I must say,
you've done a wonderful job
over the past two years
for me with the hotel.
And I often say
you are the daughter I never had.
Really? Does this mean you'll do it?
No.
Oh. Uh, okay.
Well, thank you anyway.
And Madame,
would you please not mention this
to any of the staff here at the hotel?
I wouldn't want them to know
I was thinking about leaving
and it might rub them the wrong way.
Wait, what if...
I invest half?
Half?
You come up with the rest
and we'll see if we do.
Madam Fontaine, you know I don't have
access to that kind of money.
Oh, but I know you
to be a very clever young girl.
And I suspect that when you put
your mind to something,
there is nothing you can't do.
Merry Christmas, Georgia.
You're too early, you know...
for Santa.
He's not due for another four days.
How do you always know where to find me?
Lucky guess.
Plus, Kiki told me
you were going somewhere to think.
And this is where you always go to think.
Christmas toast?
You know me really well.
I know when something's bothering you.
What's up?
Nothing.
Nothing. Just a plan that didn't work out.
What kind of plan?
Actually, Luke, do you mind
if we don't talk about it?
Yeah. Yeah. We don't have to
talk about it if you don't want to.
Thank you.
I just don't wanna end up like my parents.
You know what I mean?
Like, they worked so hard
their whole lives.
They came to this country with nothing,
and they didn't even get
to own their own home.
I just...
I want to have something to call my own.
We're not talking about it, though.
Sorry.
No problem.
Is there anything I can do to help?
Not unless you got a big pile of cash
somewhere you wanna loan me.
You know I would if I did.
How do rich people get so rich anyway?
Oh, that's easy.
- They never spend their own money.
- What do you mean?
Well, if they wanna buy something,
they find someone else to pay for it.
Dickens?
Dickens.
Dickens!
Deck the halls with boughs of holly
- Dickens?!
- Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Oh, excuse me.
Have you seen my dog?
It's a little black Chihuahua,
about this big.
His name is Dickens.
He got out of his harness and ran off.
Have you seen him at all?
That depends.
Care to make a donation
to the candy cane fund?
Okay.
Fine. Here.
Little dog, black and tan
with happy waggin' tail?
Yeah, that's it!
Nah, I haven't seen him.
Dickens! Dickens!
Well, if it isn't my favorite little elf.
Are we feeling more charitable today?
Why don't you go back to
the North Pole and stop bothering people?
Ooh. You know, if you're not careful,
you'll end up with a lump
of coal in your stocking.
Look, I realize
that I don't have the funds.
I just...
No, no, I don't own
any of my own property.
I just...
Is there anybody else
in the loan department I could talk to?
Maybe like a supervisor or...
You are the supervisor.
Merry Christmas to you, too.
I had to hit five
different pet shops today,
and most of them
had never even heard of French hens.
Still sticking with the whole
12 Days of Christmas theme, huh?
Yeah. You know what happens
when I set my mind to something.
Speaking of...
I dreamt of Prince Raymond
again last night.
Kiki, you know you're not supposed
to bother the guests.
I'm not gonna bother him.
I'm just gonna let him know
that we are destined to be together.
I hope he doesn't think
I'm just after him for his money.
I mean, he is a prince, right?
He's probably got billions.
Cream and sugar? Right.
There you go.
Jingle bells, jingle bells,
jingle all the way
From your secret love...?
Ooh...
Wowee
Jingle bells, jingle bells
jingle all the way
- Here they are!
- Prince Raymond!
Great! Over here!
Your highness, right here!
Why are you here?
I am so, so sorry, Mr., uh, Raymond.
I will personally make sure
that that never happens again.
You know, I'd rather hope
that being an ex-royal
would mean I'd have
some privacy now and then.
Now it seems I can't even leave the hotel.
Come with me.
I cannot believe
I didn't think about this sooner.
Not many people know about these stairs.
The hotel uses them for deliveries,
but it's not that pretty.
Oh, it's absolutely fine.
Do you have any idea
how bored I am
withe people bowing and bloody trumpets
going off every time I walk into a room?
This is a very nice change of pace.
It isn't quite the New York
that tourists see, but it's private.
And here, you can use this
during your stay with us.
I very much appreciate this,
Georgia. Thank you.
Of course. If there's anything else that
I can do for you, please just let me know.
Actually, I do need some help
navigating your city.
I don't suppose you know anyone
who's up for the task.
I was hanging with my gals
when you came up to me
It's not like I was...
And Pandora's latest single,
Love, Love, Love is All Couture to Me
continues to plummet
and the once hot singer's career
flies into oblivion.
Let's just turn this off, shall we?
I need Guru Peterson, Jimothy!
I called him six times.
It just keeps going to voicemail.
Christmas must be
the busy season for gurus.
Besides, you know,
he'd probably just tell you
that the reason your album flopped
is because you've lost
touch with your fan base.
You're just not relatable
to normal people anymore.
What do you mean by normal exactly?
You know, people who
carry their own luggage.
- Oh.
- People who wear khakis.
People who eat soft serve ice cream.
Please, never say
"soft serve ice cream" again.
You know what I need, Jimothy?
Another makeover?
No.
A make-under.
Kiki? I'm heading out for lunch.
Can you watch the front desk for me?
I should be back in about an hour or so.
Actually... make that two.
- Oh, there you are.
- Luke.
Hi. I...
I am heading out for my lunch break.
Wait, wait.
You are going on a lunch break?
Well, it's Christmas.
Wait. Before you go,
I want you to try this new eggnog
I was thinking of serving
at the Jingle Mingle.
I'd love to.
It's my own recipe.
I have an in with the dairy farmer
at the Christmas market.
Oh, my God. This is incredible.
Thank you.
I have to go. I'm sorry.
Oh. Where are you headed?
Out.
Perfect. I'll come with you.
I wanted to grab some stuff
from the market anyway.
No.
No. I...
I don't wanna get in your way.
You're not gonna get in my way.
You're just saying that
to be nice. I'll see you later.
Bye.
So you've been
a prince your whole life?
That is generally
how monarchies work, yes.
Yeah. I knew that.
Oh.
Force of habit.
He's also my food taster
back at the palace.
Oh.
Oh, I got it. Thanks.
So, um, why did you leave?
Well, that's a good question.
I suppose I just got tired of it all.
I just wanted a change, something new.
Then of course there's my father,
he was in charge of my life.
It's like he's the king or something.
I guess the real truth of it
is that I just got sick and tired
of sharing everything
with 11 brothers and sisters.
I wanted something that was just my own.
Raymond, I have an idea.
You have hoops?
Five of them? And they're golden?
Thank you. I will be right there.
Can I help you?
You don't know who I am?
Should I? Are you a guest here?
I'm Pando... um...
Pam?
Oh, wait. Are you one of the temps
that Georgia hired for the Jingle Mingle?
- Uh...
- The Christmas Eve party?
Uh, yes. Yes.
Uh, yes. Yes, that's it.
I'm a temp.
An absolute normal, everyday temp.
Great. That's perfect.
We got to go because we've got to pick up
something from the Christmas market.
Uh, don't you have people for that?
Yeah, us. Come on.
Oh, what, uh, what's this for?
Milton, by the power vested in me
by the Innkeepers Association of America,
I am officially putting you
in charge until I get back.
Wow.
Come on.
Oh.
Bonjour. Joyeux Noel.
This is the Hotel Fontaine,
your home for the holidays.
How may I help you?
- Let's go.
- Oh.
Where's Santa's little helper
going off to this time?
It's a Christmas secret, Santa!
I wonder what
he looks like under the beard?
Dickens... Dickens!
Dickens!
You don't even have to lift
a finger if you don't want to.
You bring the capital.
I'll be the executive director,
and we will split the 49% ownership stake.
To be honest, I'm not exactly looking
to get into the hotel business.
Why not?
Okay. Look down there.
Did you know
that during the holiday season,
an average of 800,000 people
pass through Rockefeller Center every day?
You know, my father
built an indoor rink at the palace once.
First time I tried skating,
I broke my ankle.
The point is, all of those people
need somewhere to stay.
And modern hotels are the fastest growing
segment of the hospitality industry.
I very much appreciate that,
but I don't know
why I would put any roots down here.
I don't know the city at all.
And I'm planning to leave
the day after Christmas.
Which gives me just enough
time to show you around.
- But I...
- Will you at least give it a chance?
Look, if I don't convince
you that this city
is a good investment by Christmas,
you can hop on your jet and fly off
to anywhere else in the world.
But...
if you fall in love with New York...
I must warn you.
I was a prince,
so I'm pretty difficult to impress.
Clearly, you've never met New York.
Deal?
So you've seen my jet?
Do you think these like geese
need to actually lay the eggs
or do you think they can
kind of just sit on top of them?
I feel like it's gonna be
kind of hard to...
do you remember
how excited you used to get
about Christmas when you were a kid?
Actually, I don't.
Wow. Christmas buzzkill.
Come on.
Honestly, there wasn't much time
between the dance rehearsals,
and singing classes, and piano lessons.
You know, like, like any normal kid.
Well, in that case,
we need to make up for lost time.
We start with the head first.
Oh, no, I can't.
That is nothing but sugar and baked lard.
Yeah, that's basically what Christmas is.
Come on. I know the best
hot chocolate stand in the city.
Hey, buddy. You lost?
Dickens...
Well, it is Christmas.
Okay, Dickens,
let's find out where you live.
They say that a million kids
visit this market at Christmas.
In fact, over 60 million
tourists visit New York City
every year, all year round.
And you just have this
information at your fingertips?
I have been working on this
proposal for a really, really long time.
- I have done my research.
- Yes, I can see that.
This new hotel isn't just
a real estate investment for you, is it?
No... no.
It...
it means the world to me.
Look, Georgia,
I appreciate your enthusiasm.
And New York is obviously
a massive tourist destination.
But...
the truth is, I'm just not sure
I'm looking to invest
in a business right now.
I see.
Do you mean right now, right now
or do you mean right now as in never?
You know what?
Why don't we discuss this over dinner?
I would like that.
I've never had dinner
with a real prince before.
Well, then we're even,
I've never had dinner
with a real hotel manager before.
How about 8:00?
And seeing as you're the authority
on all things New York,
I'll leave the where of it up to you.
That is easy.
I just happen to know
the best chef in town.
A prince?
He used to be.
He used to be?
I didn't know
you could "use to be" a prince.
The thing is, he doesn't want
anybody to know about it.
So we need to eat somewhere private.
There will only be two of us.
Well, three of us, technically,
but I don't think his
bodyguard eats anything
but protein shakes and the occasional cow.
How did you end up
having dinner with this guy?
You know, it's kind of complicated.
Can we just do 8:00, please?
Yes, we sure can.
You're the best. Thank you so much.
- How's the broth, chef?
- Good, chef.
Oh, also, remember he is royalty,
so I need you to make us something
that's really going to impress him.
He's back to being a prince now?
No problem, G.
Bring him to the roof at 8:00.
The roof?
You said private?
Well, yeah but...
Don't worry about a thing, okay?
I am making the best dinner he's ever had.
What would I ever do without you, Luke?
Thank you.
What are you looking at?
Come on. We got dinner to make, chef.
We still need to get the inflatable pool
for the swimming swans
and, of course, the swans,
so we better get an early start tomorrow.
I will see you in the morning at 8:00.
Don't be silly.
8:00 doesn't come in the morning.
Does it?
Kiki, what are you doing?
- Didn't Milton tell you?
- Tell me what?
I put him in charge of the front desk.
I gave him the badge and everything.
Kiki, I love Milton,
but he already has a job.
This hotel will literally
fall apart without him.
He doesn't have time
to be checking in guests.
Okay. But he's doing
a great job at the front desk.
Kiki, that's not the point.
The point is that this isn't how
you're supposed to run a hotel.
Okay, Georgia, you know
the Fontaine isn't like other hotels.
You're right.
It isn't.
I can't wait to get out of here.
Can't wait to what?
Georgia.
Georgia.
Georgia, wait.
- Are you Kiki?
- Yeah.
Sign here for you geese.
Oh.
Thank you.
Thanks, Milton.
I could never get these things to work...
Wow.
Wow.
Do I look okay? You look more than okay.
You look...
more than okay.
You look... you look more than okay.
Thanks.
I really wanna make a good impression.
Yeah, of course.
I mean, he's a prince, right?
It's not like you're having
dinner with some commoner.
I'll see you upstairs.
Yeah. Yeah, see you upstairs.
I think it's a bit of a pity
you're not dining together.
Yeah. We're just friends, Milton.
What makes you think
we should be together?
Oh, I don't think you should be together.
Everybody thinks you should be together.
Where have you been all day?
I went to a Christmas market.
Excuse me?
I even ate a gingerbread man
that I'm almost 100% certain
was not gluten-free.
So why can't I come up with a new song?
Maybe this will inspire you.
Look.
I bought you more nice, normal
clothes for you to wear for Christmas.
Oh.
h*, h*, h*!
This is a disaster.
If I don't have a new hit song soon,
my career is over.
What am I gonna do?
Hmm...
Just, um, put that on my bill.
Good evening, mademoiselle, and monsieur,
and monster.
Welcome to Restaurant de Luke.
Follow me.
Prince, sorry, Raymond,
allow me to introduce you to Chef Luke.
Pleasure to meet you, Chef.
And you...
you are welcome here.
Welcome. Thank you.
Please.
Raymond is visiting New York City
for the first time, Luke.
- Oh, is he?
- Yeah.
And yet it seems as though
he's made himself right at home.
Well, it's an easy city to love.
- Not if it doesn't love you back.
- Chef Luke.
I'm sure you have things
to do in the kitchen.
Don't let us keep you.
Yes. Yes, of course.
Enjoy your wine.
Yeah.
Do you know who that is?
- Georgia said he was a prince.
- Yeah.
He's also the guy
that was with her this afternoon.
What does that matter?
They're just having dinner.
This isn't just dinner.
Look at this.
Okay. Well, whatever it is,
the lobster appetizers are ready to serve.
You want me to fire up them fillets now?
The fillet?
No, no, no, no, no.
There's gonna be a change of menu.
To our partnership.
Let's not get ahead of ourselves.
I haven't made my decision yet.
Right.
My father always says
it's best to discuss business
on a full stomach.
One of the few things
we actually agree on.
You know, I would really appreciate it
if we could keep all of this
between the two of us.
I'm not ready to tell
the hotel staff about it yet.
We'll keep it between us then.
Your secret is safe with me.
Thank you.
It must have been fun
growing up in a palace?
Not always.
There are very strict rules, curfews,
elocution lessons, apparel guidelines.
You know, I've never worn
sweatpants in my life.
Criminal.
No wonder you ran away.
I'm aware of how that sounds.
No, actually, I...
I really, really get it.
When I moved to New York,
it was like the first
independent thing I ever did.
It was like I finally owned my own life.
And now, you want to own your own hotel.
Dinner is served.
Oh, fantastic.
I'm obviously famished.
Tonight's specialty of the house
is an old New York City recipe
that's been passed down
in my family for generations.
We only use farm to table ingredients
that have been handcrafted
with artisanal attention to detail
and served at a perfect
temperature of 104 degrees.
I present to you...
- Pizza.
- Pizza.
Yes. Well, we also have a selection
of curated toppings.
I would recommend...
the, uh, cracked pepper, of course,
simpler is always better.
Don't you agree?
Chef Luke, may I have a word in private?
- Of course.
- Excuse us.
After everything we spoke about
and you served him pizza?
I thought you said
you always liked my pizza, G?
Are you trying to ruin this for me?
This? I... I don't even know what this is
because you won't tell me.
I can't, okay? I'm sorry. Not yet.
It's just... it's really important to me.
Yeah, well, it must be.
You spent the whole day together.
What? How do you know that?
Because I saw you.
Are you spying on me?
Spy... don't try to change
the subject, all right?
I saw him kiss your hand.
He's a prince. That's what they do.
Besides what difference
does it make to you anyway?
Oh, nothing... none, none.
It makes no difference to me.
Raymond. Hi.
Sorry. There was an
emergency in the kitchen,
but I will be right back at the table.
Well, you better hurry up.
There's not gonna be any left.
I was never allowed to eat
pizza at the palace.
They say it wasn't fit for a prince.
But this, Chef Luke. Hmm.
This is incredible.
This is one of the most delicious meals
I think I've ever tasted
in my life, so bravo.
Uh, thank you. Thanks.
If this is any indication
of New York City cuisine,
might've stick around after all.
I have to get back to the table.
My pizza's getting cold.
G.
Sorry, brother.
Come on.
Let's go.
No, it's okay.
Yeah. I love you.
Everything okay, Flo?
Yeah. Oh, yeah, everything's fine.
Just my son and my daughter-in-law
aren't gonna be able to make it in
for Christmas dinner after all, so...
I'm sorry.
Yeah. Which leaves me
with a whole lot of turkey for one person.
So you done for the night?
Yeah. Uh, pretty cold out there, so I sure
am glad I have this beautiful new scarf.
Oh, yeah.
Well, it's very becoming on you.
Oh, thank you.
Well, good night, Milton.
Well, have a good night, Flo.
Good night, Anna.
Good night.
Oh...
Oh, no.
My gift for Victor...
You know, I don't think
your Chef Luke like me very much.
No. I wouldn't say that.
Luke is just passionate.
You know how chefs are.
So you've known him for a long time then?
I've been friends with Luke
for a very long time.
I can't even imagine
the hotel without him.
Just friends?
Oh, my gosh.
I love that window.
You know, I heard that there are
over eight million mechanical elves
in New York City on a given moment.
Ha-ha.
You're not the only
one with information at their fingertips.
I am just trying to help you
make a sound business decision
based on facts and logic.
The truth is, I haven't made
many big decisions in my life.
My last one, abdicating the throne,
wasn't based in logic at all.
I guess that's going to be true
of my next decision, too.
Are you serious?
Very.
I looked at your proposal.
I think you'd be a great business partner.
You're not kidding, right?
He's not kidding, right?
No.
Not kidding.
Oh, my God. Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you.
Careful.
You know, there are paparazzis hiding.
We don't want anyone
to get the wrong idea.
Sorry.
This is going to be
the best Christmas ever.
So the Prince has
agreed to invest half the cost
But I heard that Prince Raymond
has left the throne,
didn't want to be a part
of the royal family anymore.
Silly boy.
Well, yes, but he is looking
to expand his interests.
The thing is, he is leaving New York
right after Christmas, so...
So in that case,
I suggest...
Jean-Luc, I'm thirsty.
Yes. What do you suggest?
I suggest you
open a bottle of Champagne.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you, Madame Fontaine.
Thank you so much.
Oh, don't thank me.
Thank your prince.
Now, go find us a shiny new hotel.
Okay.
Deck the halls with boughs of holly
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Hey. Hi.
I'm in the lobby.
Where are you?
Dickens...
Hey. Thank you.
Hey, I missed you so much.
You must have been worried sick.
Yeah. Do you have a dog?
No, my apartment is too small.
Even my plants complain.
He never used to run away.
But he's been acting out ever since
his other daddy and I broke up.
I hope you don't mind.
It was pretty cold out there
so I, uh, got him a coat.
There are matching boots too,
in case you ever want the full outfit.
Uh, I'll think about it.
- How much do I owe you?
- Forget about it.
Think of it as an early Christmas gift
from one divorcee to another.
- Well, thank you.
- You're welcome.
Uh, I hear this Jingle Mingle party
they put on every Christmas is pretty fun.
If you're still in town,
maybe we could check it out.
Oh, um, thanks.
But no, I... I can't.
Oh, okay. I understand.
I... I mean, I have work stuff
that I got to get done, you know.
No problem.
Well, take care
of your dad, Dickens.
It was nice meeting you, AJ.
You too.
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas.
What?
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la...
What do you think
he meant by sticking around?
Probably means he's gonna stick around.
You saw the way he and Georgia
were looking at each other.
You dropped the ball on this one Luke
and prince charming
was right there to pick it up.
Victor, I told you.
Georgia and I are just good friends.
Nobody believes that
except for you and Georgia.
And the only reason why she does
is because you haven't
told her how you really feel.
Maybe I don't know how I really feel.
I do.
You feel like you wanna make lunch for her
every single day
for the rest of your lives.
And if that ain't love, brother,
I don't know what it is.
So, what am I supposed to do about it?
I'm no Prince, retired, or otherwise.
You're gonna go down there,
you're gonna give her this sandwich,
and you're going to tell her the truth.
The truth.
You got this.
Hey, I need to hire
eight more temps for the party
and they have to dress like milk-maids.
Sure. Okay.
Thanks.
And I'm really sorry about
not being here yesterday.
Don't worry about it.
Milton did a great job.
- Oh, so, you're not upset.
- No. Of course, I'm not.
Oh, I thought you were mad, when you said
"I couldn't wait to get out of here."
Oh, that, that's just a figure of speech.
Um, I have to run
and do some Christmas errands.
- I'll be back later, okay?
- Okay.
Oh, wait. I also need nine ballerinas.
"Executive Director Georgia Clark"?
- Georgia. Georgia.
- Oh, Luke.
Sorry, I have to run out
to go to lunch. I don't...
Oh, going out to lunch again,
getting to be a habit.
Look, I'm sorry, okay,
about last night with you and the prince.
I behaved immaturely
and I wanted to apologize.
- It's okay, really. Don't worry...
- No, it isn't.
It isn't, really.
The thing is,
I acted like that because I...
we, you know, you and me, we... uh, us.
- Yeah.
- Ah, there you are.
- Hi.
- Chef.
- The car's waiting for us.
- Oh, I'll be right there.
Luke, can we pick this up later?
I have to run.
Yeah. Yeah. Of course.
You, you got things to do, busy-bee...
Hey.
Everything okay?
Yeah. Everything's fine.
Here, you want a sandwich?
- Yeah, it's just...
- Oh, okay. Sure. Yeah.
- And, uh, the spices for it, so.
- Okay.
Oh, okay.
That's, uh, Ms. Kelly, room 304.
- Oh, Anna. Good.
- Uh-hmm.
Uh, apparently, uh,
some of our guests have spotted
some goose droppings in the East Corridor.
- Well, if you can tidy that up, please?
- Sure.
But, Milton, I have to talk to you
about something.
Oh, dear, that sounds important.
It is. Uh, it's actually about your scarf.
Oh, do you like it?
A secret admirer left it
for me in the supply closet.
Confidentially, I think it was Florence.
- Florence?
- Uh-hmm.
You know, actually, Anna,
I could use your help.
I wanna do something nice for her,
but, well, my dating
game is a little rusty.
It's, uh, been 12 years
since my wife passed
and, uh, well, it's been some time
since I've had to do anything like this.
Do you have any ideas?
Actually, Milton.
The scarf was from me.
What?
I bought it for Victor.
I was hiding it in the supply closet
to give to him on Christmas Eve.
But I found it first.
- I am so sorry.
- Oh, no, no, no.
Anna, this is not your fault at all.
Silly of me, anyway.
Imagine me
having a secret admirer at my age.
Well, uh, back to work.
You're one lucky dog, Dickens,
being found by such a nice guy.
Oh...
He's even got good taste in clothes.
I just can't believe
Georgia wouldn't tell me
she's planning to leave the hotel.
Maybe she wanted to keep it a secret.
People keep secrets
from each other all the time, right?
Even when they're
supposed to be best friends?
I don't know.
I never really had time for a best friend.
Well, I am in the market
for a new one, if you're interested.
Thanks.
Come on. You're gonna help me with these.
Um, what am I supposed to do?
Oh, we're gonna decorate the cookies
and then put them on the tree
for the Jingle Mingle.
Oh, no, no, no. I better not.
Why not? It's Christmas tradition.
But what if I don't do it right?
What if my cookies are a huge flop
and nobody likes them
and I never have another hit cookie again?
Who cares if no one likes your cookies?
Listen, some people
don't like gingerbread.
Some people don't like shortbread.
Some people don't
even like cookies at all.
So you really can't worry
what other people are gonna think.
Sometimes, you just gotta make
the cookies for yourself.
Get to work.
Oh.
You know,
when I said I wanted to see New York,
I didn't mean to see it all in one day.
So far, we've seen a property
that look like a prison.
One, like a subterranean bunker,
and there was that hole in the ground
that I was actually beginning to consider
until we were attacked by feral pigeons.
I have to admit so far, Georgia,
this isn't very encouraging.
No, I know. Okay.
Just... just wait until you see this one.
Do you have a key?
Better.
I have an app.
Look at this place.
The realtor is starting
to stage it for Christmas.
- Oh, this is...
- Beautiful.
You took the words right out of my mouth.
Look at that.
That, now, that is a Christmas tree.
Now, this...
This is a proper restaurant for our hotel.
The Viridian is the hotel's
five-star award-winning dining experience.
I know just the chef to do it justice.
Chef Luke.
Chef Luke?
Erm...
He's great at making pizza.
I was thinking more along
the lines of Otto Hans Becker.
Has a Michelin star
and he's the spoke chef
to World Hunger Foundation.
Chef Luke
likes to help people too.
Look, Georgia.
I know that he's your friend, but...
Our new hotel will need
someone with reputation. Gravitas.
Luke just isn't that.
So partner, what do you think?
I think we found our hotel.
Hey.
Hi. Excuse me.
I was wondering if you had matching boots
to go with this jack... et.
Hi.
Hey.
You work here?
Actually, I own the place,
and another uptown and one at the airport.
Got 'em in the divorce.
How do you own pet stores but not a dog?
I do.
About 30 of them,
every day, right through that door.
Hi, Dickens.
- About yesterday.
- If it's about the money,
- don't worry about it.
- No.
I actually have something I wanna ask you.
I would...
I would really like to go to the
Jingle Mingle at the hotel with you.
And that is if you still wanted to go.
Hmm, do I wanna go
to the Jingle Mingle with you?
Let me think about it. Yes, I do.
What changed your mind?
Nothing. It's just, um,
I've only been single
for about six months, you know?
And I still get a little...
skittish with, you know, this.
Well, if it makes you feel any better,
I've had about two years,
and I still squirm
every time someone
asks for my phone number.
What do you think?
Should we try them on for size?
Now, it's that time of year
When magic's in the air
That's when you know
It's almost Christmas
Chestnuts roastin', champagne toastin'
Frisky in the snow
Children wishin', lovers kissin'
Under mistletoe
It's almost Christmas
It's almost Christmas
Look what just got here?
Green, if you're single
and red if you're not ready to mingle.
I guess you won't be
needing either of those, huh?
What does that supposed to mean?
Well, just means why settle for pizza
when you can have filet mignon?
- Yeah.
- What?
- Or a brand new hotel.
- What?
"Welcome to Auberge Moderne,
Executive Director Georgia Clark."
Okay. Can you just let me explain it.
Wait... you're leaving the Hotel Fontaine?
I wouldn't say leaving exactly.
But you're going to work at another hotel?
Well, sort of, but...
Actually, she's gonna
be working for her own hotel.
Can we please just do this later?
Georgia is going to be a part owner
of our new Auberge Moderne.
Oh, let me guess. This was your idea?
No. Luke.
It was mine.
Look, I'm sorry to surprise
everybody like this.
It's just... I've always
really wanted to own something,
you know, and the...
And the chance came up and...
anyway,
I hope you guys all really understand.
Yes, I am leaving the hotel.
But not tonight.
And we'll always have the Jingle Mingle.
Yeah. We can just make it
into a going away party.
Congratulations, Georgia. Really.
It's a great opportunity.
Yeah. Besides, you, you, you shouldn't
stay in one place all your life.
I mean, look at me.
Oh, just stop it, Milton.
I think it's wonderful, Georgia.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
Luke.
I'm really sorry I didn't tell you.
I just didn't think it was gonna happen.
No. Don't worry about it.
Maybe you'll need a chef
for the new place, right?
Yeah. Yeah. Who knows.
Got it. Right hotel, wrong chef.
Well, I, uh, should head
back up to the kitchen.
Got a lot to prep for tonight.
You're gonna be there, right?
Yeah.
Um, singles only.
Congrats, G.
Kiki.
Kiki. I'm sorry.
I wanted to tell you.
- I just didn't know how I...
- Don't worry about it.
It's not like we're
best friends or anything.
Don't say that.
I've got to go.
I still have to find eleven pipers
and twelve drummers
and the party is less than six hours away.
I have to admit, though,
you finally convinced me.
About what?
Doesn't matter how much
glitter you throw around.
There really is no such thing as magic.
Well, the guests should
be arriving in a couple of hours.
Flo, anything I can help you with?
Oh. Actually, there is.
Have a seat, Milton.
Oh, all righty...
So, with it being Christmas Eve and all,
and you and I being
friends all these years.
I thought, well... I... uh-hmm.
- For me?
- Yeah. Well, read the tag.
Oh.
Yeah, that's me.
Okay. Go ahead.
Open it already.
Okay. Sure. Sure.
Well, this is...
Oh, it's sweet of you.
Oh, Flo.
Well, you know, you looked
really good in the red one,
but I just thought that
this went with your eyes better.
Hmm.
Ah. Great.
Thank you.
But I didn't get you anything.
Oh, well, I've already
thought about that.
Remember I told you that
my son and my daughter-in-law
can't make it this Christmas?
So, I was wondering
if you would like to come to my place
and help me eat
all that goldarn turkey that I bought.
Flo, I would like that very much.
Great.
I need to get back for the mingle, soon.
But I really want to show you
my idea for the lobby first.
So I'm thinking we redo this
whole reception area here.
Oh, sh**t.
Madame Fontaine,
I forgot to charge my phone
so I might lose you,
but what do you think?
Whatever you like, Georgia.
Okay. Great.
Are you sure you don't wanna ask Jean-Luc?
Jean-Luc is not here.
He's found a more amusing way to vacation.
There's got to be charger
in here somewhere.
Of course.
Oh, the party.
What? Oh, the app.
Oh, my God.
No, no, no, no, no.
Hello?
Can anybody hear me? Hello?
Help!
Hello?
Has anyone seen Georgia?
I've been calling her
for like the last hour
and it just keeps going to voicemail.
What about the milkmaids?
Them too?
Great. That is just great.
If it isn't Little Miss Edwina Scrooge.
You know what?
Not tonight, Santa, okay?
I've got no pipers, my drummers cancelled,
and my lords 'a' leaping
are stuck on the train from Brooklyn,
along with the rest
of the 12 Days of Christmas.
I don't even have a...
Hey, Santa.
How'd you like to go to a party?
Thought you'd never ask.
Well, Merry Christmas.
Are we, uh, single
or not yet ready to mingle?
Um, single I guess.
Single, it is. Enjoy.
Thank you.
Stop fidgeting.
You look just fine.
Now, this is a nice,
normal party full of nice, normal people.
Thank you.
This is going to be
just the inspiration you need.
Something's wrong. I know it.
This isn't like her.
Perhaps, she changed
her mind about coming.
Georgia wouldn't do that.
This party was her
idea in the first place.
She loves the Jingle Mingle.
Well, maybe she doesn't love it anymore.
Listen, I think I know where Georgia is.
Help.
Please, help me.
Hello? Hi. Hi.
Help, please. Help me get out, please.
I own a frozen yogurt store
and our signature flavor is vanilla.
In my free time, I collect vintage khakis,
you know, from different eras in history.
Some people believe
that khaki originated in 1930s,
but you can actually trace
the origin of the pants to the 1840s.
Excuse me.
If this is normal, I quit.
Look, I'm sorry.
I'm just not ready to do this yet.
Sorry, sir?
Oh, just talking to the dog.
Oh.
Well, that's everything then.
You're not joining everyone
for the Jingle Mingle tonight?
No, I'm not.
Besides, what's so great
about mingling, anyway?
Dickens! Dickens!
Dickens!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
"Good girll pose," Amazing.
Perfect. Those are some
real Santa selfies.
You know where to find me
afterwards if it gets too cold.
Oh, speaking of...
Thank you. Thank you.
Santas are supposed to be
having milk and cookies.
Yeah, but this Santa wants champagne
because I've been working
incredibly hard for this.
- I'm not dropping it.
- Drop it! Drop it!
Dickens.
Just look at what you did, Santa.
Santa!
Dickens!
Hi.
Going somewhere?
Um...
I'll, uh, I'll go check the fuses,
you keep them calm.
What? What?!
Hey, everyone.
Wow.
What a Christmas surprise!
I should ask Santa for new wiring!
No, I thought
that was the whole point of our tree?
People bring their own ornaments.
Makes it feel more like home.
Look at that.
Not bad for a seven-year-old.
Hey, making lunch for you
is the highlight of my day.
It doesn't matter
how much glitter you throw around.
There really is no such thing as magic.
Oh, my God. Yes.
Hi. Hi. Yes.
Thank you. Thank you.
Hi. Oh, my God.
Um, uh, can you get the app?
You need to get an app
for the building to open the door.
There's that.
All right, everyone.
Lights will be back on in just a minute.
Have some more champagne, right?
Luke. Everybody's leaving.
Can you get them to play
some music or something?
With what? The power is still out.
My party-giving reputation
is going to be over
before it even started.
I'm sorry.
I really thought I could do this, but...
Hey. Breakups are hard.
You know?
But you can't let it
define your whole life.
So how do you get past it?
Maybe you don't.
Maybe you just go through it.
Sounds easier than it feels.
Well, there's no rule that says
you have to do it alone.
How long do you think it's gonna
take to get the power back on?
Beats me.
Some things just take time, you know?
Victor, I thought
you didn't want anyone to know?
I thought you didn't want anyone to know.
Come here.
Victor, people are looking.
Good, because I want them to see this.
Anna...
I know this is only
our first Christmas together,
but I know I wanna spend
all the rest of mine with you.
Oh, he's doing it.
Will you marry me?
Yes. Yes.
Woo!
Hmm
Mm-hmm
I've seen glittering lights
on cold wind tonight
And snow that falls soft as a kiss
All those last-minute shoppers
With brightly wrapped packages
Checking off their Christmas lists
Crackling fireplace
Family gathered
Stockings all hung in a row
Cookies are baking
Memories making
Oh, how I love it so
Because I want my very own Christmas
I want carols and toys on the tree
I know that somewhere you're out there
Please won't you share
Christmas with me?
No mistletoe kisses
No presents from Grandma
I've never trimmed my own tree
I love to read stories to little kids
Dreaming of the Santa
They're hoping to see
I thought you weren't gonna come.
I almost didn't make it.
It's a long story, but I don't know.
Maybe modern
isn't all it's cracked up to be.
All I wanted was to get back here.
Seriously? Look at this place,
the lights don't work.
The candles have mystery.
Then we need to change that ancient rug.
Ancient? I think you mean vintage.
There are cracks in the wall.
Cracks add the magic in.
I thought you didn't believe in magic.
Maybe it's time to start.
Please won't you share
Christmas with me?
Yes, I want my very own Christmas
I want carols and toys on the tree
I know that somewhere you're out there
Please, please
Please won't you share this Christmas
With me?
That was a beautiful song.
Thank you.
I wrote it a long time ago
and I never thought anybody wanna hear it.
Oh, I love everything you do, Pandora.
How'd you know?
I'd recognize your voice anywhere.
You're very big in my country.
In fact, it was your song,
"Hey, You Get Off My Throne"
that gave me the courage to drop
my title and to go my own way.
Wow.
Single version or the dance mix?
Dance mix.
Um, excuse me, everyone.
Merry Christmas.
I'm sorry that I'm late.
And I'm sorry about the electricity.
This is a really, really old building.
- But, we love it.
- We love it.
Yes. Yes, I do, too. I just...
I didn't realize exactly
how much until tonight.
I guess I'd forgotten
that there's magic in this place.
You just have to believe in it.
Raymond,
I don't wanna own
the Auberge Moderne, I'm sorry.
I truly thought that I did,
but it turns out owning
isn't as important as belonging.
I think I belong here.
My Christmas wish to all of you is
that you find the place where you belong,
whether it's family, or friends...
or an old building.
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas.
And a very Happy New Year.
Thank you. Thank you.
I thought
these would make you laugh.
Sweatpants...
They're perfect. Thank you.
No, thank you for everything.
I'm truly sorry
everything didn't work out.
Oh, but it did.
Turns out my last release
was a huge hit in Caspernia, who knew?
The Prince, I mean, Ray-Ray,
is putting together a big tour
for me over there.
And the plane leaves
in two hours, so, Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas!
Bye.
Oh, I'll catch up.
Job's perfect.
And then I got all of these.
This ended up being fine.
- This is...
- Kiki.
Hi.
It's me.
Pam?
Actually, I'm Pandora.
Wow!
This is amazing.
I'm sorry
that I couldn't tell you the truth.
But well, I just wanted to say thank you
for showing me Christmas.
Honestly, you're the closest thing
to a best friend I've ever had.
Merry Christmas, Pam... Pandora.
Merry Christmas, Kiki.
Wow. So she was Pandora all along.
How about that Pandora?
Gosh.
Yeah. Who's, uh, Pandora?
Madame Fontaine,
what are you doing here?
When we were cut off
from talking yesterday,
I realized something.
There, I was on a yacht
alone at Christmas and why?
So, I decided to get on the first flight
and tell you something in person.
Actually, um, I have something
I have to tell you, too.
- The deal is off.
- The deal is off. What?
I don't want another hotel.
I want this hotel with you in it.
I want you to be the Executive Director
of the Hotel Fontaine.
There will be a salary
increase, of course,
as well as another little incentive.
Would you accept
49% ownership of the Hotel Fontaine?
- What?
- I just think that
everybody deserves something
extra at Christmas.
I'll let you decide.
Are you at the hotel?
Let me show you to the bar.
Um, did you just hear that?
Uh-huh. I guess I'll be coming to you
about a raise after the holidays.
I have a better idea.
How would you like the events
and marketing position
at the Hotel Fontaine?
There is no events and marketing position.
There is now.
That is, if you'll forgive me.
Oh, my gosh.
Of course I forgive you.
What are best friends for?
But do you think you could
keep an eye on the concierge
desk for me for just a minute?
I do have to drop these
swans off before noon.
Hand it over.
Thank you.
Oh, Georgia, I, uh, forgot
to give you this back.
Actually, Milton, why don't you keep it?
No, no, no, I, I couldn't.
I'm not the, uh...
Sure you can.
It goes with your new job.
What? Really?
Merry Christmas, Milton.
Thank you.
Merry Christmas.
Wow.
- So, Manager, huh?
- Yeah.
Oh.
- Here. Can I help you with that?
- Oh, please.
- Yeah.
- Yeah. All right.
Well, I guess I'll need to get a new
blazer to go with my green scarf.
Oh.
So, Milton, I have a confession to make.
You do?
Yeah. You know the bar sink
that you always start with sabotaged.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
It was.
It was?
It was.
Merry Christmas, Flo.
Merry Christmas.
- It was?
- Yeah.
So, when do you think
you'll be back in New York?
Oh, probably tomorrow.
What?
Yeah. This is a staycation.
I live in New Jersey.
Geez, Santa. Come on.
Don't you take Christmas Day off?
Well, that depends.
What are you doing
for the rest of the day?
'Cause in colder weather
We'll stay warm together
All I want is you for the holidays
I heard the good news.
- Congratulations.
- Thank you.
Oh, Luke, I actually don't have time
for lunch right now, but thank you.
Who said anything about lunch?
Our first selfie.
Farfalle dyed with fruit juice.
I graduated from macaroni.
Oh, it's perfect.
I have a lot I wanna say to you.
But for now, will Merry Christmas do?
Merry Christmas will do just fine.
We're fa-la-la-la-la-la,
Falling in love
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la,
Falling in love
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la,
Falling in love
To the bells, as they play
Well, tree is still crooked.
You know what?
I think I like it better this way.
All I want is you for the holidays
We're fa-la-la-la-la-la,
Falling in love
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la,
Falling in love
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la,
Falling in love
To the bells, as they play
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la,
Falling in love
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la,
Falling in love
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la,
Falling in love
To the bells, as they play
All I want is you for the holidays
'Oh, the snow is falling down
And the lights shine all around
The memories we make
Are gifts our hearts will save
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la,
Falling in love
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la,
Falling in love
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Oh, we're fa-la-la-la-la-la,
Falling in love
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la,
Falling in love
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la,
Falling in love
To the bells, as they play
All I want is you for the holidays
All I want is you for the holidays
Jolly old St. Nicholas
Lean your ear this way
Don't you tell a single soul
What I'm going to say
Christmas Eve is coming soon
Now, you dear old man
Whisper what you'll bring to me
Tell me if you can
When the clock is striking 12:00
When I'm fast asleep
Down the chimney broad and black
With your pack you'll creep
All the stockings you will find
Hanging in a row
Mine will be the shortest one
You'll be sure to know
Johnny wants a pair of skates
Suzy wants a sled
Nellie wants a picture book
Yellow, blue, and red
Now I think I leave to you
What to give the rest
Choose for me dear Santa Claus
What you think is best!
Choose for me dear Santa Claus
What you think is best!
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