Once Upon a Winter's Date

Okay.

Hey. Hi.

Sit, sit, sit. Okay.

'Cause it's Valentine's Day.

Does everyone have their Valentine's dates?

I know I do.

If you don't have one, don't worry,

'cause we're going to help you get one.

It's going to be a great day, Zacky.

It's going to be a great day.

Petals of beauty caress the breeze,

floating from her heart with joys of wonder.

- You don't say. - I do, and I just did.

Happy Valentine's Day, Miss Mackenzie.

Be good and be happy, okay?

Come on.

Thank you.

Hey, Zacky.

Come on, good boy. Good boy, sit. Good boy.

Go on.

Hey, this dog knows how to love.

Take good care of my Zacky.

Come on, it's what I do best.

Come on, let's go.

Good.

Do not forget to breathe.

Good, Katherine.

Just a few seconds longer.

Remember, only the strong become victorious.

Make it a fabulous Valentine's Day.

I intend to.

Ooh.

Oh, why, hello, there. Are you lost?

Oh, where's your mommy?

- Oh, my gosh! - Oh!

Thank you! Thank you so much.

Oh, my dear little Tammy.

You're a naughty girl running away like that.

Oh, good Tammy.

- Have a great day. - Thank you.

- Good morning, Miss Mackenzie. - Morning, Melissa.

Everything's set for the 3:00.

I've ordered coffee and flat water.

I want to avoid the carbonated stuff

because it makes people burp.

And we'll have a variety of little desserts

from Pinot Terra's, including some

that are fat-free, sugar-free, gluten-free, and vegan.

- Ugh, cardboard. - No, of course not.

I would never serve cardboard to our clients.

Melissa, I'm joking.

How can anything taste good if it's free

from all the delicious things we crave?

Oh, right, okay.

You want me to un-order those?

Nah, if we ever run out of cardboard boxes,

- we can use them. - Good plan.

You're kidding. Right, of course you are.

What else?

Your dad called, reminding you

of his engagement party tonight.

- Oh, okay. - You want me to tell him you're not coming?

Can you believe he's marrying a woman

after knowing her for three months?

You know, my granddaddy remarried after knowing

his bride-to-be for just a couple of months.

That's incredible.

I think older people have a different sense of time,

so the sooner they commit, the longer they can be together.

What else?

Miss Banda called.

She said she wants to see you as soon as possible.

Oh, okay. Thank you.

There you are.

Ah, have I told you recently how impressed I am

with what you've done with the Frost & MacLeod account?

No, not recently, but, uh, it's always nice to hear.

I'll do you one better.

You win the Le Chat Qui Mange Bien account,

and I am sure I can convince the board

to give you your VP stripes.

Le Chat Qui Mange Bien has skillfully established

itself dominant in the cat food industry by creating meals for...

- Hey, Dad. - Hi, Kat.

Happy Valentine's Day, sweetie.

Happy Valentine's Day to you, too.

I've been trying to reach you.

- I'm sorry, I... - Well, I'm glad you're okay.

Dad, I can't really talk right now.

I have the biggest pitch of my life today.

Okay, well...

I... no, I'm going to have to call you back.

Of course. Promise?

I will, I promise, okay...

- I miss you. - Miss you, too.

Love you, bye.

So, after the first dozen roses arrived,

which were completely stunningly beautiful,

another dozen were delivered an hour later,

even more beautiful than the first.

Hey, this sounds serious.

I know, and he was hinting

that it's going to be a really special evening.

Do you think he'll do the whole knee-dropping thing?

A girl can only dream.

So, what about you?

You still continuing this tradition

of being alone on Valentine's Day?

I am a traditional girl.

Wait, who is he?

How can I put this?

He's perfect.

He's tall... 6 foot, to be exact... blond,

blue eyes, dimples, and has an accent.

Oh, I mean, of course he has an accent.

It's number 17 on the list, right?

19, to be exact, but who's counting?

So why have you been keeping him a secret?

Just never came up.

Seriously, Kat.

Internet dating?

It's fine, there are plenty of options.

There are more liars.

- And posers. - Not Bradley.

He is perfect in every way, shape, and form.

He's everything I want.

But you haven't met him in person yet, have you?

Tonight I will.

Girls, I think he's my soul mate.

Our connection is divine.

Excuse me.

Careful, now.

Hi.

Okay.

You have the talent and the confidence

- to share your... - Miss Mackenzie?

Maurice and Eva are here.

Oh, okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Le Chat Qui Mange Bien has skillfully established itself

dominant in the luxury cat food industry.

But creating meals for kittens, adults,

and seniors has become the norm.

Uh... pardon.

Please, continue.

Okay. Uh, holistic and organic food is really just a niche

that can't be relied on for growth.

The challenge is that everyone sees...

The challenge is that everyone in the cat food world

sees cats... I'm sorry.

The cat foo... oh.

The challenge is, um...

I tried my best.

I know, I know.

They were tougher than I expected.

I'll try and get them back. You tighten your pitch.

Hi, honey, it's your dad.

Is everything all right? I never heard back from you.

I hope you can make it to our engagement party.

It would mean so much to me, sweetie.

What?

He met her three months ago.

Do you really think he knows her?

Okay, I'll go.

If things go well with Bradley, maybe I'll take him, too.

Happy?

And he stepped up to me and he said, "Uncle Bwadley?"

He had trouble with his "R" s, you see.

He said, "I love you more than an octopus."

Oh, that's adorable.

And I said, "Is that a lot?"

And he said, "No one can love you more than an octopus

because he's got so many arms to hug you."

Oh, well, it makes perfect sense.

- Doesn't it? - Oh.

And it was at that moment I realized

I wanted a couple of little Jeremys of my own.

How many, exactly?

Mmm, 2.3?

So it's not such a round number.

Poor kid being the .3.

Oh, tragic.

But being smaller, you need less food.

Yeah, he could just live under the stairs, plenty of room.

Even though the house would have more than enough room.

White picket fence?

A little too cliché.

Maybe white and blue?

Or blue and yellow.

I'm open.

Yes, I know.

What?

Men don't normally talk about kids

or their dream homes,

especially not on the first date.

You're wondering if I'm for real or not.

The thought did cross my mind.

Okay, here's the truth, Kat.

Time is important to me. And I'd hate to waste it.