"Hello." Ganymede chimed, his voice lifting into something of a giggle behind the paper as he pushed a little of it out of the way. He beamed, as he often did, and held out the basket. "You can take this, actually. It's for you. I didn't know if you celebrated or not, but I thought I'd give you something anyway."
Really, Ganymede wasn't all that sure celebrating 'Christmas' was for him, being Greek and all, but he did enjoy any excuse to give people presents, and work on his cookie-baking.