He leaned back and considered. A tree would be easy; there were plenty of them lining the streets, though he didn't know exactly why she wanted one. The decorations, all right, that made sense -- holiday and all. Stockings... that was a strange requisition, to be certain. But then she mentioned inviting others, and a little bit of him sank with that.
"All right," he said more slowly. "I haven't met many yet." Pursing his lips, he thought through the encounters he'd had. "The first woman I met was named Baba Yaga -- but she doesn't seem the type to be interested in such things as this. There was Wash. He would be amenable, I suspect. He is tending after a young girl, Maxine, and if you're all right with children, we could invite them."
And the last one he knew... Leto frowned. "There was the time traveler I mentioned -- the Doctor. I don't know if he'd want to come. We could always invite him."
Leto turned his head and looked over at Oswin. "What do you think about those? Have you met any of them? What about yourself? Friends you'd like to see?"