When office worker “Mirabel” (Frances Dee) scoops $5,000 in the state lottery, she decides to ignore the bank manager’s advice to invest and heads to New York for a luxury stay. She is suitably fêted by the hotel staff, but soon finds her trip to this metropolis where she knows nobody a bit lonely. The only friend she seems to make is the elevator boy (Francis Lederer). He notices that she’s not having the best time and determines to make her feel better. Thing is, he has a bit of a secret to keep and though that could ultimately help their budding romance, he needs to keep it for now and that’s where their problems start. It’s all a little predictable, sure, but there is quite an engaging effort from Lederer (and he resists any temptation to burst into song) and there are a few swipes at the posh, pompous and supercilious amongst the so-called glittering society types who couldn’t spot a prince from a porcupine. “The customer is always right!”? Who ever came up with that stupid policy?
