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[bitingmybullet]

Gwen, sadly, has been unable to locate a karaoke machine. She has, however, found some Christmas sheet music, and has spent the afternoon busily transcribing the lyrics onto pieces of cardboard.

She's on the stage now, coat on and papers spread out around her. Things are going to be festive this year, dammit

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[rebelw_outclaws]

And in comes Russ, boots suprisingly quiet. He pauses just inside the door, glancing around.

[bitingmybullet]

Gwen looks up, smiling-- though she looks, perhaps, a little more frazzled than she did the last time he saw her.

"Hey. What do you think?"

There's no tree, but there is plenty of tinsel festooned about. In addition, the Christmas lights she's had since summer decorate the bar.

She's not done, but she's pretty proud of it thus far.

[rebelw_outclaws]

He grins as he comes closer.

"Festive."

[bitingmybullet]

"That's the idea," she says cheerfully, holding up a finished piece of ... lyric.

"Can you read this from where you are?"

[sew_on_wolf]

The door swings open to muttering and quiet cursing. A foot catches the door, and then a shoulder's pushed forward to shove it open the rest of the way.

"Yes, I know it's cold outside, it's warm in here so just let me please get in and don't bite it isn't nice," scolds Shay to ... the large cardboard box in her arms.

[bitingmybullet]

Gwen looks up, smiling-- and stares.

Is that ...?

"Oh my God."

[sew_on_wolf]

The box almost tumbles out of her arms as a furry snout -- attached to a furry body -- jumps into her face.

"Stop that!" The box is quickly set onto a nearby table before she looks up, grinning slightly. "No, it's still Shay. Being a god is a bit beyond my skills."

Haha, she is very funny, really.

[bitingmybullet]

Gwen is ... still staring.

She even forgets to laugh at Shay's very funny joke.

"Where ..."

A look of horror grows on her face.

"They're not yours, are they?"

[sky_from_sea]

"Checking your accounting?"

Anna approaches, almost quietly.

"Or are you taking over the role of Santa Claus this year?"

[bitingmybullet]

Gwen smiles!

"Uh. More of the latter. Except I don't really think I'm jolly enough for the role."

She pinches her waist.

"Or fat enough."

[sky_from_sea]

"Daniel might be able to find some spare bedding. The furry trim for the suit would be a little more taxing."

She eyes Gwen consideringly.

"And I'm certain you could fake jolly well enough."

[bitingmybullet]

Gwen snorts.

"I dunno. I'm not much of an actress."

She tilts her head to the side. "How've you been?"