Darcy & Talos
"It was nice, yeah - we don't have anything like that on Skrullos. Or I should say, since Skrullos no longer exists, my people don't even really know what Christmas is," Talos chuckled throatily, rocks in a tumbler. "It seems to be strictly an Earth thing. I liked it though, the Secret Santa thing was fun."
He'd gotten Natasha a stolen CIA gun (when you were him, it was easy to steal from the CIA) so he hoped that warmed the cockles of her heart. "Got a bunch of alien sex toys - I mean, how could you go wrong?" he asked rhetorically with a Mephistopheles sort of grin, twirling Darcy under his arm and bringing her back in. "How about you? You get to see your family, I hope?"
From what he gathered, it was meant to be a time for family - and food. Lots and lots of food, oy.