Scene 11 - Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,'

[tender_juliet]

Dearest Saint Nicholas,

If I could'st but beg thine indulgence, for the whim of a girl far from home.

I wish only for these things: good health for my friends, strength and joy for my dear cousin, and a glimpse of my own love's face.

Surely these are but small requests?

Comments

[heyfootballhead]

Does Santa really give presents like that?

[tender_juliet]

I know it not, but shall I ask for earthly things, for pretty things, when these other are more pressing?

[heyfootballhead]

There's not much point if he can't deliver...you could always ask Santa to give your friends things, if that would make them feel better.

[tender_juliet]

But I know not what they should like, what should make them truly happy. Thou hast the right of it, though -- these are better wishes than such ethereal thoughts of health and love, that are bestowed by gods and fortune, and not by children's tales.

[tempzilla]

...what are you, the spirit of Christmas?

[tender_juliet]

Nay, lady, only simple Juliet.

[tempzilla]

Juliet? Like...oh. Oh wow.

[tender_juliet]

I beg pardon, my lady? Thou dost know my name?

[tothelibrary]

I don't know about granting w-words, but I can offer friendship and shopping trips?

[tender_juliet]

These are lovingly offered and gratefully accepted, dear friend.