"Why's that?" Wolfwood mumbled coldly, as he flicked cigarette ashes carelessly onto the ground

"So I could give you this!!" Millie cried, not noticing attitude as she shoved a brightly wrapped package into his face

Wolfwood took one look at the Christmas present before using it to smash his cigarette on. "I hate Christmas." he snarled, beginning to stand up so he could go inside the Bernardelli Insurance building.

"WHAT!?" Millie screeched practically diving onto him before he could escape, "How could anyone hate Christmas!?"

"Think about it." Wolfwood replied stiffly, trying to wiggle from her grasp, "All those kids, alone with no families. No toys, games, or even food. Christmas just shows them how really unlucky they are."

Millie's sky blue eyes slowly widened and saddened. "I never thought of it that way!!" she wailed "Poor kids!!