Oliver glanced at Cecilia's pile, focused in on the largest present in the bunch, then aimed his thumb at it. "You gotta at least open the big one," he told her, trying to look as innocent as possible and likely failing miserably. Mostly he wanted to see how nice it was, but partly he wanted to see if they could get it going and all get a turn in it. "You gotta open somethin', darlin'. It's Christmas."