Adam was ... questionably enthusiastic about the yuletide cheer.

The questionable part came because it was a mirage brought on by needing to leave a good impression and teeth so pearly white they could have blended in with the scenery. Adam had nothing innately against winter. It was just after the exit of his most preferred of the seasons, unfortunately enough, but the winter had always meant an age up in his youth and as an adult, it mostly just meant excuses to get free bullshit. (And it was always bullshit, of course, because what use was free if it couldn't be used to get the most ******** up s**t he possibly could wherever he went?) That didn't mean he appreciated the excessive holiday cheer and the repetitive music and the endless little shoppes and the annoyance of even trying to get his favourite eggnog from the alcoholic liquour shop by having to fight around crowds--

He wasn't supposed to be drinking alcoholic eggnog in public, honestly. Did that stop him from pouring some into his Stanley mug when he had come out that afternoon to inspect if it would be an area worth draining from that day? No. What the hell were the cops going to do, ask him what was in his trendy mug? He'd just say eggnog.

Would he be lying? By omission at most. It was eggnog. What else it was beyond that was up to him to know and them to never find out. And if they did? Well, perhaps cops' starseeds would be particularly tasty. For himself or for his youma general-king? Did it matter?

He spotted a cop at a distance and, for a moment, there was the small temptation to cause trouble on purpose. Perhaps that was spending too much time around Tincalconite talking, but he needed to get him trained up appropriately somehow. The best way to do that was to find easy targets and, sometimes, cause trouble on purpose, but that was mostly his job. Something about Tincalconite told him that Evan would become an even better recruit than he thought he would be.

Adam sipped on his eggnog as he took a dismissive view of the crowd at the park that day. Mostly the standard problems, like the white women jogging, the people out with their pets, a very confused pair of people choosing a snow day to have a ******** tabletop picnic, a small group of people practicing carols they were no doubt setting up to torment people with, and -- a young adult being dragged around by either his baby children or baby siblings.

Adam couldn't help it.

The schadenfreude in him made him snort at such a scene. The guy was dressed up in some ridiculous reindeer getup while dealing with whatever the children wanted out of him.

Wait, bunnies? Why the ******** were there bunnies out at this time of year?

This was gold. Maybe he would get a bit of entertainment with his alcohol after all.