Stan nodded his approval at the pick -- nothing too silly, just something traditional without feeling too old. He wasn't deeply religious by any means these days, but it felt good to pick something respectable.
"Should we get a tree? They're fake ones here, but I guess there's ... outdoor trees. Feels a little wasteful though." The cooking stuff -- well, they could do that too. Stan didn't really know what Christmas pudding was, but he was pretty sure he could figure it out.