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[isengar_took]

Well, tis the season.

*hangs up mistletoe for Yule*

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[elanorgamgee]

*glances up from threading cranberries and popcorn on a string and smiles* That it is.

*playfully* So what exactly are the alchemical properties of Viscum album this time of year again, Isengar?

[isengar_took]

Well, at sea we used to say red berries at night - love takes flight; red berries at morning - drink until you can think of a good rhyme for the rest of this.

*glances out the window and catches sight of the moon* Guess I'm in luck.

*comes over and steals a piece of popcorn*

[elanorgamgee]

*laughs* Is that how it goes? *grins* Now see, where I would be without you to explain such things? Although you needn't consult red berries or lack thereof to know where you stand on such matters. *winks*

I've got some hot chocolate on the stove. Would you like some to go with your pilfered popcorn?

[isengar_took]

Hot chocolate sounds as wonderful as you are. But, we'll have to pass under the mistletoe to get to the kitchen.

Hmmm. *ponders playfully*

Perhaps we ought practice before finding ourselves under it, what with all the pressure years and years of tradition have placed on it.