"Doorways for sure," Jack nodded toward Kiley as she helped with the lights. "But maybe not the downstairs bathroom. We don't need that being ocupado all night." And maybe he could sneak a few sprigs in the utility room, wondering if that would get a giggle out of Daphne.
"Oh god," he snorted at the thought of the statue, moving his foot to rest it firmly on the bottom rung of the ladder. "Maybe we should just decorate that whole room. Take it back for Saint Nick? We should sort out the ornaments that have bells so we can glue them all over him. Warning in advance when he gets up to shit next." He paused then frowned. "Is it supposed to be a he? Did anyone go lift his skirt to check?"