A: Let me guess, you came to get away from the breakneck pace of your life as an executive in the city.

B: No.

C: You got fired.

B: No.

A: Widowed?

B: No.

C: Runaway bride?

B: No.

A: You inherited a bookstore here in town?

B: No.

C: You’re a single mom whose husband ditched out on the family, and now you’re here to meet up with a single dad whose wife ditched out on his family, so you can blend both families together by Christmas?

A: You came to run a Christmas children’s chorus and find your own voice in the process.

C: You have amnesia, wandered into town by accident, and won’t remember your identity till Christmas morning?

A: Your boyfriend is here for the winter, but he’s secretly a prince of a small Slavic nation.

C: You’re here to track down the owner of a locket you found hidden away in a Christmas ornament. A: That’s locked inside a music box. C: That’s been hidden away in your attic for 40 years?

B: No.

A: Oh. Well, that only leaves one thing.

C: You’re being stalked by your ruggedly handsome ex-husband.

A: But that’s pretty rare for this time of year.

C: It is.

B: No, it’s none of that.

A: Well, why else would an attractive, successful, single-city girl come to Yule Town at Christmas time?