I KNOW RIGHT. I was looking for something ugly. I found it. Ew. XD
[Petra looks at the little deformed man she's been holding and then tosses it over her shoulder, proceeding to peel the static-y tinsel from her hand in turn.]
I haven't really celebrated Christmas in several years.
[She pauses and sniffs defiantly, studying Lis' face through the cam for a few moments.]
But I suppose I have nothing better to do. And destroying these creepy things sounds rather fun. What room are you in?