Brian and Alice thought they were going to a cousin's cheesy yet costly destination wedding somewhere in Ventura County. Next morning the brother and sister found themselves nobles in 1810 England in a castle on a cliff. While Alice could see herself enjoying life as a Jane Austenish Lady of the Manor, the same forces that brought them back in time, neglected to bring Brian's insulin. So now to get back home, Brian has to get someone to marry him. Only problem, he's a diabetic addicted to street theater histrionics, and the pressures of a dwindling insulin supply do not make him appealing such that the three ladies that have been assembled do not find him particularly attractive, or even sane. Will he find true love before the insulin runs out? Or at least find someone who will say yes? And will Alice, the clever one, rouse herself from her post-divorce blues and be able to figure the mystery of how they got there in time to get them back home? And will she remember what her maid did with her hair if they do make it back? It’s fabulous.