"Yeah man twelve days of goodwill towards us. Making up for like twenty years of suck, we owe it to ourselves, right?" Juno smiled. "And each other. I think there are rules against being selfish during Christmas or something plus I want you to have a good one. Maybe not a white one but..."
She shrugged, smirking at her own joke, and then grinned at Marco's excitement about the cookie. "I know, right?" At his question, Juno looked over to the food table, brow knitting slightly, then looked back at him. "If you do go get me a plate I'll decorate you a bunch of cookies, deal?"