Lot frowned quizzically at her what holidays? "Any," he answered finally, "Christmas, Hanukkah, fourth of July, diwali, if the tribe wants to celebrate it, they can," he liked his tribe to work hard and often times the only way to make them work hard was to allow them to play harder.
'This is much more effort than I'd anticipated,' he thought resigned. "Mouse is a Chet, don't piss off a Chet. You can tell a Chet because they announce themselves like they're fucking Odin's sons," he rolled his eyes, "Mouse is one of their muscles and not much else just, don't linger near him he can get handsy,"