Harvest Moon

I love these shoes.

Gor-geous.

Right?

Oh...

Good bones,

excellent design,

flawless style.

I feel like these shoes say, "I am Jennifer Stone."

They should-- you already own them.

Hmm?

You bought the same pair last week.

Oh... I forgot.

Disappointed.

You know, that's what I love about you best, Jen.

Any time I feel guilty

about how much money I'm dishing out

on clothes, or shoes, or handbags--

you're always there to outspend me.

Well, what are friends for?

Thank you.

Okay, now for the biggest decision of the day...

Where to have lunch.

Oh, I don't know.

I don't know if I have time.

I need to update my fashion blog

this afternoon.

Oh, honey, the world can wait a few more hours

for your next fashion post.

Ooh! How about

Maison de Salade?

No, they're under renovations.

Here. Selfie!

You know, it's not just about fashion, though.

I do write about other important things,

like what's trending in hair and makeup.

Oh, right.

Oh, what about Fontaine Noire?

No! They have that awful hostess.

She was so rude last time.

Yeah.

Well, there's always Avenue 99.

They have that really cute waiter,

Jean-Paul.

I'm sorry, Miss Stone,

do you have another card?

There was a problem with this one.

Pardon me?

Your charge card,

it was declined.

Try it again, please.

I tried it twice.

Maybe you have another one.

Okay. Here.

Thank you.

Okay, wait,

I thought you were off the market.

Haven't you been seeing that "Tim" guy

for almost a month?

Ted and I are so over.

What happened?

He called me irresponsible.

Can you imagine?

I'm...

Terribly sorry, Miss Stone.

This one was declined as well.

What?

Okay. I told you this place has gone downhill.

Just leave your bags

and we'll go shop somewhere else.

No, I don't understand.

How could both of these have been declined?

Daddy?

You won't believe what just happened.

What?

What?

What?

We're broke?

Daddy, you're joking, right?

I wish I were, sweetheart,

but it's true.

I'm filing for bankruptcy in the morning.

Mr. Gordon, you're his lawyer.

How could you let this happen?

Well, Jen, the foreign exchange markets,

I'm afraid,

are a little bit out of my control.

I mean, we had a contingency,

but what with the financial situation

in Europe right now,

and some of your father's larger investments underperforming--

: The truth is,

I took some risks

that I, you know, probably shouldn't have,

and once the dominoes start falling,

they can be pretty hard to stop.

Sweetheart, I'm really sorry, okay?

Don't worry, daddy, we'll get through this.

I mean, I still have my trust fund.

We can live on that

until you get your feet back on the ground.

I do still have my trust fund, don't I?

I didn't want to tell you this, sweetheart,

but you spent your way through all of that

about a year ago.

But you always look fabulous.

What...

No, I'm sure I still have money in it.

Your father has been topping that account up for months now,

and now that's gone, too.

Bankrupt...

I can't believe this. We've lost everything?

Well, not quite. There's the farm...

What farm?

I forgot about the farm.

Just a little piece of property

that I bought about a year ago.

It was like, what 50?

50.

50 acres.

It's just two hours north of the city.

And it's in your name.

A pumpkin farm?

I thought it would be

a nice little investment for you.

You know, they were talking about

doing some condos on the land,

and then the local government wouldn't rezone it,

so the land can't be developed.

Now it's all yours.

I own a pumpkin farm.

You own a pumpkin farm?

: Yeah, but not for long.

I'm just going up there to check the place out,

sign some papers,

and sell it as soon as I can.

I heard about your dad. I am so sorry.

Everything will be okay.

And after all, it's just money, right?

Brooke, did I lose you?

No! Still here.

Um... anyway... good luck.

Lunch this week?

I'll call you.

Oh, here, let me.

-Thank you, ma'am. -Mm-hmm.

Poor Fred.

Took a bad fall off his back porch.

It's gonna be a tough harvest

for him this year.

Grab a seat anywhere you'd like.

Special today is the hot chicken sandwich.

Oh, no thank you. I don't do carbs.

My GPS doesn't seem to be working

this far out of the city.

I was wondering

if anyone can help me find the Jarrett farm?

Brett Jarrett?

I think that that's his name.

It's... yeah. Brett Jarrett.

How do I get there?

Um...

Mind if I ask why?

Of course. I own the place.

-You? -Mm-hmm.

I haven't been there,

so I figured I'd go check it out before I sell.

You're gonna sell the Jarrett place?

Going to try.

Keep going down this road,

second left, all the way to the end,

one more right turn, and you're there.

Got it. Thank you!

And, um...

You may want to rethink those shoes.

I think they'll be fine.

Who was that?

Trouble.

Hello?

Oh, hello!

Hello?

Oh!

I am so sorry!

Sorry?

You just ruined a $2,000 outfit!

Why are you wearing a $2,000 outfit on a farm?

Why are you not looking where you're going?

Uh...Why are you on my property?

Because it's not your property, sir,

it's my property.

Oh.

You're the girl from the city.

The one who owns the place.

Yeah, I am.

And I am going to have to have a little talk

with your boss, Mr. Jarrett.

You are.

Oh.

Well then.

Hello. I'm Jennifer Stone.

Brett Jarrett.