[and while you boys are busy gawking or mooning, Allen steps back and is gone again already, invoked and across the room in a heartbeat and snatching the mistletoebot right out of the air as it tries to escape]
[he crushes it in his claws, smiling brightly. there's muffled crunching noises and confetti spills out from his fist. take that, you little bastard]
--That's better. [serene] Can we do a sweep to make sure that won't be happening again?