[for a long moment, kaz just lies flat on his back, blinking.]

Ugh. This is exactly why I despise gift-giving. Stick to receiving, as I always say.

[rolling over, he props himself up, staying down far enough to avoid the gronch's sight, but close enough to talk to estelle eye to eye.]

So, clearly, it's up to us to save Christmas. I'm not really sure how, to be completely honest with you—but I'm totally feeling it right now. Maybe this is what the commercials mean when they talk about "Christmas cheer"?

[christmas is absolutely fucked.]