Christmas at the Catnip Cafe

Okay, well, your parents are gonna call

once they land in London, but until then,

are you ready for our next holiday adventure?

First up on the list is...

Christmas cookies.

Hey, what was that?

What? I-I don't see anything.

Oh.

It was probably nothing.

Wait till you see the Christmas cookie cutters I got.

So, what do you think?

It's pretty amazing, right?

It's perfect.

Isn't it?

It is from my vision boards everything I have ever wanted.

- Perfect. - Mm-hmm.

And it is move-in ready.

Wha...

What's the catch?

Catch?

We've been looking for three years

and you have never shown me a place this nice.

Okay, there may be a teeny-tiny catch.

Oh, there it is.

Look, I am aware of your price range.

Which is realtor speak for out of my budget.

Not necessarily.

The mortgage payments could be in your budget.

If...

If you have a bigger down payment.

How much bigger?

Twenty-five percent.

Twen...

- Victoria! - Olivia.

You run your own marketing company, okay?

You make good money.

There's normal people good money,

and then there's,

"I wanna buy in Rock Ridge" good money.

They are not the same thing.

That is more reason to jump on this unit

while you still can, okay?

Opportunities like this one, they move fast.

An extra five percent?

That's not an insignificant amount.

I feel like I've been saving forever.

It is a great place.

It could be a great home.

It's what you've always wanted.

I know.

Hmm.

That's a great point.

And I agree.

But if we move the promotion up by two days,

we can catch people before they leave town.

That's a key demographic.

Mmhmm. Yes, exactly.

We can reframe it as a holiday send-off.

- Oh, I'd like that. - Ah, great!

Okay, well, I will email you the updated roll out timeline

for the pop-up gifting suites by end of day.

- That timing works well. - Ah, wonderful.

Thank you, Claire.

Huh? A meeting about my aunt's estate.

What's that about?

A cat café.

- Did you just... - Yes.

- Say... - Yes.

- A cat... - Café.

- Is in a café... - With cats.

In Felicity, New York, which your great Aunt Esther

left you half-owner of in her will.

Wow.

Her only listed assets were the house,

which still has a significant mortgage

that the bank is looking to recover,

and the café.

So, you are the sole benefactor.

Wait, I'm sorry. Did you say I'm half-owner?

Correct. Yourself and Ben Kane,

who owned it with Esther.

You each have an equal share.

Do you happen to know if this Ben Kane person wants to sell?

If he's just an investor?

I haven't asked.

If he does, and if the sale goes fast enough,

I can have enough for a down payment for this

dream condo.

It-it would be the Christmas miracle I'm looking for.

Oh, well, actually,

I've been contacted by Walter Morley.

He buys and sells property in that area of upstate New York.

He's interested in buying the café.

Would you like his number?

I would love his number.

Do you have any way to contact this Ben person?

I can arrange a meeting if you'd like.

I would love.

Boomer is doing great.

But I would like to see him back here

again next week, though.

- So soon? - Yeah.

Ah, Christmas is just,

so busy this time of year.

Ah... yes.

Uh... free of charge.

We wanna make sure Boomer is 100 percent.

I can't tell you how much I appreciate that.

I'll make sure to bring you some of my famous

snickerdoodle cookies.

I can't wait, they're my favorite.

Hey.

Tell you what.

You stay safe out there, okay?

You take care of yourself.

Merry Christmas.

Okay.

We are gonna see Boomer next week.

Margaret is going to give us a batch of her snickerdoodles.

Mm-hmm.

Is that it for today?

There was only supposed to be one appointment after 4:00.

I know, but then Gladys cornered me in the supermarket

because Sadie was lethargic.

And Mr. Lane was worried because Odin had eaten too much cheese.

You know, now might be a good time to remind you

that while treats are lovely, it's hard to keep the lights on

with gingerbread and sugar cookies.

You know, now is not a great time to remind me.

Also, I do say no. Okay?

- Mm-hmm. - Occasionally, so...

You know what else would really help

- right about now? - Nope, don't even say it.

- Don't even... - Another vet.

I said don't even say it.

Not saying something never made anything not be true.

There's too many negatives in that sentence.

- Ben! - Oh... yes.

Hello, Mrs. Lombardo.

Now, don't forget to stop by the house tonight

about that squeaky door.

I haven't forgotten. You tell Mr. Lombardo

that I will be there tonight with mince pies

from The Hash House and treats for Fluffle-stiltskin.

Oh, you spoil us.

The least I could do.

It's you who spoils me.

- Oh, thank you. - I'll see you tonight.

You bet. Okay.

Uh...

What?

Mr. Lombardo's hips are not so great.

You are such a softy.

You say that like it's a bad thing.

I am.

Millie. You're up.

These decorations are looking perfect.

No, it looks great.

So, did you know she owned one?

Your aunt, I mean, with the cat café.

Not a clue.

I want a cat.

Oh...

- You do? - Cat?

Well, I guess we'll have to go visit the café then.

After I moved out west

life just got so busy.

I'd get updates from my mom about her, but...

I just really wish I'd worked harder to keep in touch.

Yeah, I mean, but... it's life.

It's full of distractions.

And the saddest part is I missed her funeral.

Hmm. How'd that happen?

I was working, I was at a conference in Fiji, and

it all happened so fast,

and there were these limited flights, and I just...

I couldn't make it home.

She clearly felt close enough to you to leave you

half of a café.

Okay.

Hey, when do you go there, by the way?

Um, I fly to Buffalo day after tomorrow,

and then I'm driving up to Felicity, where the café is.

Thank goodness it is the holidays

so work is slow and I can work remotely.

Mmhmm.

I'm gonna stay there until I make sure that café is sold.

Yes.

Well, we are going to miss you.

I'll miss you too.

I'm all done!

Oh!

Well, look at this artist.

What is that you're making?

A turtle.