"Oh, are you?" The half smile threatened to break into a whole smile. Funny what one man could say to make her smile while others wouldn't dare get away with it, "What color is Saga's panties, then?" That was worth an uncomfortable confession with Father Malcolm.
"Oh, oh. Well. I saw two families already today. The Nolins and Cadwells. I know tonight they have the dinner but it's just dried food. Nothing too much, enough to use for soups and lots of dried berries and fruits to make it through the week or two. I'm hoping maybe week that Mr. Nolin will be able to catch some fish, y'know? They're having some trouble and-" Vesper was pink, her upper teeth worried of her full lower lip for a moment. "I don't know if... I guess you can share it with whomever but-" Oh there has to be a million 'whomevers' or just simply one or -
She pulled out a the jar and held it out. It was filled with a golden preserve and the lid of the jar was wrapped in green cloth. Her attempt to make it look as festive as possible. "Merry Christmas."