With only several months remaining, Pendleton enters the scene as the most recent executive recruited by Kit's father to help manage the family's Kentucky bourbon distillery. Unbeknownst to Pendleton, the McCllelan patriarch has been hiring eligible young patsies right and left and then foisting them on his wayward daughter in a thus-far futile attempt at matchmaking. But Pendleton is more than a typical stuffed shirt. He's come all the way from South Jersey to take this job and while he has something to prove, he's no pushover. Like any good Katherine Hepburn character, Kit leads Pendleton on a merry chase and then precipitously moves into his house, lock stock and barrel, with an offer he can't refuse.
Kit is a little more problematic.
In a good screwball comedy, the action is so fast and furious that you don't notice that the heroine is basically a pain in the butt, but that doesn't quite happen here. I could easily see why she fell in love with Pendleton, but couldn't always understand why the emotion was unequivocally reciprocated. There's a sweet but underdeveloped secondary romance between Kit's older brother and a member of the Louisville Temperance League. It was love, not brain surgery. She'd get over it.