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ANNIE CLARE SAWYER

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[invisibilitea]

That's it, that's right right idea-

[She takes the sheets and lays them out-]

Here, set the pillows down, we'll make a bundle, you can be like he Irish Father Christmas-

[humanistic]

What, so-- Father Christmas? Because he is the Irish Father Christmas, it's not as if we've got our own--

[But he does as he's told anyways, stripping one of the beds of its blanket and piling the pillows into the middle, with something of a casually expert air, like he's done a lot of bundling in his time.]

[invisibilitea]

Well, no, I'm sure Americans think that he's American, what with Tim Allen playing him in those films-

[She is watching. Helping by watching]

[humanistic]

He wasn't Father Xmas, though, was he.

[Maybe Annie could help a little, though, because it's difficult work, tying up four corners of a blanket when two of the four are quite far away from you.]

[invisibilitea]

Did you just say Father Xmas? I thought you were one of those lads born in the 1890s.

[Okay fine she goes to help bundle]

[humanistic]

And I've adapted and grown with the times, so what's your point, really.

[Gratefully, though, he smiles at her help and gathers all the corners together so he can work on knotting them.]

Plus Christmas itself sort of makes my skin crawly, all the non-secular bits of it, it's sort of a habit--

[invisibilitea]

But Mitchell, I love Christmas. All the trees and the lights and the snow - well, not in Bristol - but all the warm drinks and the cakes and goose-

[She looks a little blissed out]

Ugh, it's my favorite holiday.

[humanistic]

[Now Mitchell sort of wishes he'd had a bet with George on Annie liking Christmas. They assumed she would, and of course, here she is, going on about how much she loves Christmas. He could have won-- well, not money, of course, but bragging rights at least.

For Annie, though, she just gets a fond little grin.]

That's a little disgusting, Annie. And all those things are all right, actually, it's--the rest of it.

[invisibilitea]

Disgusting? Why is it disgusting? It's not like I professed a deep love of Bonfire Night, unlike someone else in this room-

[humanistic]

Hey, there's nothing wrong with Bonfire Night, let's not bring Bonfire Night into this--anyway, I've said, it's a good holiday. Who doesn't like setting things on fire-- ah, I meant disgusting like... like you're a Christmas special on television.

Disgusting, and a little cute.

[invisibilitea]

Yes, let's celebrate trying to blow up Parliament, what a terrific holiday-

[She pushes him a little, but it's not hard]

It's not disgusting!

[humanistic]

Oh, come on-- did you hear yourself? And I believe I said cute, did you miss the cute?

[He lets her push him--or, well, as much as a ghost can push; it leaves his shoulder feeling tingly--but he's laughing as well, clearly teasing.]

[invisibilitea]

We'll have a lovely space Christmas - and I suppose a space Hannukah, as well, for George - and you'll be sorry you said anything.

[humanistic]

I'm sure I will. Now, d'you actually know how to do Hannukah, or are you going t' ask him, 'cause I think that takes some of the joy out of it--

[invisibilitea]

I had a Jewish friend at Uni she told me all about it, I suppose I'll have to find a menorah, somewhere-

[She's already plotting this out in her head, this is bad news for George]

[humanistic]

[Yep it's going to be exactly as George feared.]

You could make one--just don't make it a glittery menorah.

[invisibilitea]

Out of what? Aluminum?

[humanistic]

I don't-- yeah? You ought t' know about these sorts of things, you're crafty and artistic and all. Just no glitter.

[invisibilitea]

I'll sort it out by space Christmas.

[humanistic]

Right, and does the timing of space Christmas coincide with anything in particular, or does it work differently than space birthdays.

[invisibilitea]

I'll figure it out, don't you fret.

[She peeks into the other room through the wall-]

Nothing in that one.

[humanistic]

Oh, I'm not.

[It's George that ought to be doing the fretting, but he's likely forgot all about space Hanukkah. Won't he be surprised.]

Other side? Or have you already gone through that one-- just how many pillows are you after, anyways?

[invisibilitea]

Well...

George is rather fussy, what if he doesn't like one or the other, for whatever George reason?

[humanistic]

I think he strays into something beyond 'a little fussy', but that's a very polite, sweet way t' say it, yeah. And very accommodating of you, giving him options for his bribe.

[He hefts the bundle of pillows from this room and nods toward the door.]

Well, come on, then, let's collect a few more.

[invisibilitea]

Thank god you're easy to bribe.

[But she leads the way.]