Domino stepped over to Moon, shaking his head. "Nay... If was in his situation, I'd expect him to do the same for me. Like some divine egg nog?" Putting the glowing carton down he summoned a couple of glasses. Fenrir suddenly chimed in again, absolutely wrecking Domino Nog-train. "Hey, Domino, look who's standing underneath the mistletoe now..." The man blinked, not remembering where the mistletoe was, and after a small scan, he couldn't find it. Then he realized he was underneath it with Moon. It was a bit awkward, seeing how Domino wasn't very heavily acquainted with Moon at all. "Oh! Eh-uh.... Don't worry about it, Moon. Sorry- uh, I'm not heavy on Christmas traditions anyway... I'm a firm celebrator of Festivus...." Domino fell into a ramble, his face turning red and steam rising off of him, clearly embarrassed. Fenrir laid his head back down, grumbling. "Idiot."
Who? Himself, Fiyah, oh, well, everyone..
Where? Lounge..
Wha? Cracking under pressure..