Kelsey Horn (PB3): *Sitting at home, on the couch, she's got a plate of chocolate chip cookies on the coffee table and a bag of carrots in her lap, listening to Christmas music on the radio*

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *Wearing one of her normal t-shirts and loose pajama bottoms*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: The door opens, and in he comes. The man didn't home Monday night, though he was home Tuesday morning...since then, it's been the usual schedule. He's got the same new garb that he's been wearing since just before Halloween...the thin, flowing long coat replacing the leather trench, red crimson shirt and slacks underneath. He shuts the door, flinching a little at the sound of Christmas music. "Who's that doing the singing?" he says as he heads into the great room, shedding the coat.

Kelsey Horn (PB3): I think this one is Amy Grant's version of Sleigh Ride...How's it going?

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Ahh. Yeah, I thought I could detect myself going slowly insane under the weight of Soft Rock Christmas Music. You should see what I consider Christmas songs." He grins a little bit, dropping the coat in a chair before heading toward the kitchen for a drink. "It's all right. You?"

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She smirks* It's going alright. And just what do you consider Christmas songs?

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Bob Rivers. Cryptkeeper. 'Wierd Al' Yankovic. And Inkubus Sukkubus." He comes back in with the bottle and a glass, sitting down on the couch but giving her some space. "Anything that's not the same old boring Christ bullshit that's been sung by one shitty pop sensation or another for the last 60-plus years."

Kelsey Horn (PB3): Hey at least Amy Grant perked it up. *She chuckles* And besides...at least you don't have to play Santa this year. *She pops another carrot in her mouth*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He smirks and nods. "Yeah, I'm very glad I don't have to play Santa. I'd hate to have to disembowel those who haven't been absolutely angelic over the past year. I know I'm a busy guy, but not even I can do that much in that short a time."

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *she waggles a finger at him* You best not be thinking of doing that to _my_ kid!

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Well, then don't have me play Santa. I'm all about authenticity."

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She grabs a couch pillow and throws it at him*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He grins and ducks the pillow. "Just as a heads-up...Easter Bunny's not a good idea, either. And on Valentine's Day...you'd better hide. I've already got my guillotine on order."

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She laughs* Valentine's Day should be covered by Dirk...else he'll be in trouble.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Oh, don't worry. I ordered him a guillotine, too."

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She narrows her eyes and holds up a carrot threateningly*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Oh, Goddess, no...threatening me with vegetables? How COULD you?" He smirks.

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She tries...she tries so hard to keep the threatening look, but after a few seconds she gives up and starts laughing*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He smirks and finally pours himself a glass of the scotch, then raises it for s swallow.

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She pouts at him, watching the glass wistfully*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He grins at the pout. "Hey, don't look at me like that. I'm not givin' you any." Teasing, of course.

Kelsey Horn (PB3): ((And...I must sadly depart lest my coworker be screwed in this weather.))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Gotcha. *Hugs* Thanks for the scene, though!))