Take Me Back for Christmas

- Morning. - Hey.

Got anymore room in that basket?

Wow, you didn't have to do that.

Yeah, it's no big deal.

I'm still trying to get the rise in the bread

right, though. It's not quite there yet.

Tasha's going to love it.

Hey, this looks good.

For real.

It's just a meal.

And you made most of it, mister chef extraordinaire.

Wannabe chef.

And it's more than just a meal, it's...

It's comfort.

It's opening the fridge and knowing you have one

less thing to do on your list.

Wow, that was quite the pitch.

I've been working on it for a while.

- Did it land? - Ten out of ten.

Nice.

You know, I think we could make a real go at this.

Make a go of what?

Make it a legit business.

Ha!

Very funny.

I'm not kidding.

Think about it.

I could go back to culinary school.

I'll develop all the recipes.

You can handle the business side of things.

Whoa. Oh, hey, hey, hold on.

We need to call a plumber.

I'm going to fix it tomorrow.

I promise.

Seriously, what do you think?

I think that you can't just start a business.

Takes money, a lot of it.

And we're barely able to keep our head above water as it is.

Okay, well, what if we move back to New York?

We could rent that place in Brooklyn again.

Maybe start a family like we always talked about?

I can't afford that.

Or have you conveniently forgotten about this mountain

of medical bills?

We could if we sold the house.

I can't do that.

My mom loved this house.

It's all I have left of her.

I know, I know.

But I don't think she would want you working yourself

to the bone just to pay for it.

Don't you think she would have wanted us to sell the house?

It's not the right time.

I just want to know one thing, and then I will let it go.

- Okay. - Are you happy? For real.

Because if you are, put on the shirt and tie and I'll

sell insurance till I'm blue in the face.

But if you're not.

Let's start over.

- Aaron... - Renee, this is your life.

Our lives.

They're going by fast.

I just don't think there's ever going to be the perfect time

to take that next step.

Sometimes you got to take a chance.

Think about it, okay?

See you after work.

That garland looks amazing above the door.

Would you mind hanging this one in the back?

Thanks so much.

Hey, Santa.

Welcome, your station's over here.

And an elf. I love the outfit.

Good morning.

Hey hey.

- What is all this? - For you.

- No way. - Way.

I mean, Aaron made most of it.

I just put it together.

You didn't have to, but is this fresh bread?

Is it warm?

Bless you.

Is everything okay?

Yeah, it's fine.

Nothing a brisk walk and a piece of pie won't fix.

Well spill it, girl.

I can't take any more questions about the baby

or how I'm feeling.

I need that good old fashioned drama in my life.

I think Aaron's having a mid-life crisis.

Why?

He wants us to quit our jobs, move to New York City,

sell the house, and have a kid.

- Wow -I know.

Isn't that insane?

Oh, no, not really.

Are you kidding?

I know you. Me?

I couldn't wait to quit my job at the diner

and move to the burbs.

But you? You love New York.

I only lived there three months before Mom got sick, so.

It's long enough to miss it.

I think it's a good plan.

That's all I'm saying.

Well, I don't think it's a plan at all.

I think it's a pie in the sky fantasy.

Do you really want to work here until the end of time?

Jeff's going to retire soon and he's going to make me manager.

Jeff has been about to retire for five years.

And when he does, that means better pay, better hours.

Do you really want to run the store?

Good morning, ladies.

Good morning, Jeff.

- Morning. - Well, we only have

one hour before showtime.

And we're ready.

Good, because it would be a buzzkill for the kids

to find out that the presents are all just empty boxes.

We sell the magic here, ladies.

That's what we do.

- So, make them... - Magical, yes.

What's this?

Oh, that's um.

I thought we talked about this?

You cannot go ordering merchandise

without my approval.

Oh, I, I wouldn't...

I've already made a deal with the vendors about placement.

There's just no room for this.

It's...

- I, uh... - Maybe next year though, huh?

He's going to eat that all himself, isn't he?

Yep.

Hi!

Just a few more weeks, and I'll know for sure that I

created my husband's clone.

Do you think it's a boy?

Yeah, my parents have put money on it.

I have three nephews and counting,

so it kind of feels like my genetic destiny.

What do you think?

I think it'll be the luckiest baby

in the world, no matter what.

Because they'll have you as their mom.

Aw.

You can't say nice things like that to me.

I mean, nothing's going to deter customers

like a crying employee.

Hey, there's a break in the line.

You want to make a wish?

Oh, it's okay. Thank you.

Are you sure?

You get a toy.

Oh, well, in that case.

- Seriously? - Hey, I'm not above this.

I can take all the help I can get right now.

Hey, Santa.

The thing I would like more than anything else on the planet

is a very short and very painless labour.

- Aw. - But if you can't get me that,

I would take an air fryer instead.

- Tasha. - Thank you.

It's your turn, Missy.

Uh, it's okay.

Really, thank you.

Hi.

Are you sure? You never know.

Your wish just might come true.

Oh, maybe next year.

Well, in the meantime, take this at least.

If you change your mind, make a wish and ring that bell.

Thank you.

Come in.

Renee, good. Uh, look.

Do you mind locking up?

I'm late for supper with Tess.

Oh, sure.

Yeah, of course.

- Want some? - No, Thank you.

Your loss.

Before you go, I was wondering if I could talk to you

- about... - About what?

You had mentioned that you would

be retiring in the new year

and we had briefly discussed me stepping into your role.

So, I was wondering...

Retirement?

Not this year.

Tess wants to go to Italy, and I just bought a new electric car.

Wow a car.

Let's reconvene next year, all right?

- Mhmm. Yeah. - Great.

See you tomorrow.

Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

Hey, babe.

I'm stuck in a meeting. I'm going to be home late.

- I love you. - Aaron.

No, no, no.

I wish for...