It wasn't exactly a shock that Eddie admitted he didn't know anything about Hanukkah, that was the way things were these days, everyone was inundated by Christmas and no one gave a second thought to Hanukkah even though it was longer and more interesting, at least in Stan's opinion. "Well I could use some help with some of the finer points about Christmas." He allowed, he knew plenty of course, he'd even been forced to sit through some Christmas movies in his time, but he'd never actually done the whole Christmas thing himself, the tree and the cookies and .... well whatever else went into making the perfect Christmas. And he needed this Christmas to be perfect.
"Wait did you say fruitcake? People actually eat that?" He made a face, as far as he knew that was the sort of thing that people gave as a gag, it was supposed to be hard and dry and nearly inedible - at least that's what the movies had made it seem like. But something about the way Eddie said it made him think that maybe that wasn't actually the case. Maybe he didn't know anything about Christmas after all.
"Uh well yeah, there are candles." He agreed, he really was going to have to start from scratch here wasn't he? "It's called The Festival of Lights, it's to celebrate a miracle of the past, when the Maccabees were under attack by the Syrians, they couldn't get out because they were surrounded by the Syrian army and the menorah in the temple only had enough oil to burn for one night, but because of their faith it lasted for eight nights. And so we celebrate for eight nights, instead of just the one for Christmas." He said with a small teasing sort of grin.