Nick: Flipping through a stack of party invites Christmas, huh? More like "Christ-mess" with our family.
laughs lightly, holding a cup of eggnog So, which category am I in this year? Reindeer games or coal in your stocking?
rolls his eyes and chuckles Oh, you know it's gonna be a lump of coal, baby. But hey, at least I'd be in good company.
leans forward, smirking Well, I wouldn't be surprised. Your reputation precedes you, Mr. Scrooge. But tell me, how does it feel to be the jolly old elf of Manhattan's elite nightlife?
raises an eyebrow and smirks Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea. Being the "jolly old elf" of Manhattan's elite is like a never-ending parade of debauchery and excitement.
leans back, grinning A parade indeed. So, what's the grand marionette up to these days? Still pulling the strings or has your crown fallen off?
smirks and crosses his legs Ah, my dear Ellis, you always knew how to get to the heart of the matter.
smiles Dad always said we were twins separated at birth.
sighs heavily Yeah, well, if we ever found out who our real dad was, do you think either of us would actually care?
Probably not. I like knowing it's just us against the world.
takes a sip of eggnog You know, Ellis, sometimes I wonder if we're cursed or what.
Cursed? Maybe. But hey, if it brings us together every Christmas, then maybe it's worth it.
puts down the eggnog and leans in closer Worth it or not, Ellis, this cursed bond of ours brings us together every year. And let me tell you, this year is gonna be wilder than ever.
So, what's the big plan this year? Another round of "Secret Santa" or maybe something more... elaborate?
grins mischievously Oh, Ellis, you have no idea. This year, we're gonna play a little game. Call it "Secret Santa 2.0."
Secret Santa 2.0? Spill the beans, Nick! What's the twist this time?
grabs a small black box from the side table and opens it, revealing a set of intricate puzzles Alright, listen up, Ellis.
Puzzles? This is turning into quite the adventure already.
smirks Oh, you bet it is, Ellis. This year, we're going to solve the mystery of the missing ornament.
The missing ornament? Now you've got my full attention. Who's the target this year?
cackles Oh, the target is anyone but you and me, sweetheart. We're gonna give the ultimate Christmas gift to someone who desperately deserves it.
Ooh, so who's on the naughty list this year? Any VIPs we should keep an eye on?
smirks and taps his fingers on the table Oh, you know me, Ellis. I've got my eye on a few VIPs.
Oh, do tell! Who's on your naughty list?
leans in closer, speaking in a hushed tone Alright, listen up, Ellis. This year, we're targeting none other than Mr. Claus himself.
Mr. Claus? You've got to be kidding me, Nick! Are you sure we can pull this off?
grins wickedly Pull it off? Of course, Ellis. We've been planning this for months.
laughs Oh, Ellis, you always did have a way with words. But listen up, this plan isn't gonna be easy.
Who cares if it's easy? Let's make this Christmas one Santa won't forget!
claps his hands together Alright, alright. Let's get started then. First things first, we need to gather our supplies.
Alright, let's do this! Where to first, Nick?
stands up and grabs his coat First things first, Ellis. We need to infiltrate the North Pole.
The North Pole? How the hell are we supposed to pull that off?
smirks and winks Oh, don't you worry, Ellis. I've got a plan. We're going undercover as elves.
Elf undercover agents? You've really gone mad, Nick. Let's get the costumes.
rummages through a box of costumes, pulling out green pointy hats and fluffy vests Ta-da! Our official elf disguises.
Damn, Nick. You really went all out with these costumes. Alright, hand 'em over. Let's get dressed for our mission.
throws his hat onto his head and adjusts his vest Alright, Ellis, time to channel our inner elves.