Mindy: Sooooo….

Santa: Jeez, where have you been? Are we doing this?

Mindy: I guess…But I sort of missed out on the socks, being sick and all.

Santa: Huh. I thought they fired you or something, I hadn’t seen you for a while.

Mindy: Not fired, sick … SICK. I can’t be fired! I pay to be here…

Santa: Sick, fired, whatever, let’s do this.

Mindy: So much sympathy, it’s heart warming.

Santa: I can’t get sick right now, just keep your distance.

Mindy: Huh.

Santa: What?

Mindy: Trying to figure out, is this just the way you are or do I inspire this reaction in you?

Santa: Does it matter?

Mindy: Guess not…

Santa: What’s the holdup?

Mindy: I dunno, I feel like I’m about to get yelled at.

Santa: By me? Oh, come on… you’re tough.

Mindy: Even if I’m tough, I don’t want to get yelled at.

Santa: You want platitudes? Okay, how about… the best way to spread Christmas Cheer is singing loud for all to hear!

Mindy: Are quoting…a movie?

Santa: You have such a pretty face. You should be on a Christmas card.

Mindy: Now that’s just creepy.

Santa: There’s room for everyone on the Nice list!

Mindy: Oh my god, you’re quoting Elf…stop it!

Santa: It puts the lotion in the basket!

Mindy: Whaaa—?

Santa: What’s in the box? WHAT’S IN THE BOX??

Mindy: Oh my god, PLEASE go back to quoting Elf.

Santa: I just like to smile, smiling’s my favorite.

Mindy: Huh…I’m actually not sure now which is more disturbing.

Santa: What’s really disturbing is the lengths you’ll go to for a free pair of socks.

Mindy: But I didn’t go to lengths…I didn’t GET the socks.

Santa: Socks are for closers.

Mindy: Whatever, Glenngarry.