Clare: Woohoo! Only five more sleeps till Christmas!
Dean: We don’t have to buy each other gifts do we?
Clare: Really? Are we going to do this again?
Dean: Do what?
Clare: The whole “Christmas is just another retail rip off designed to make you spend money!”
Dean: Well, it is.
Clare: It’s not – It’s Christmas! Time for loved one, baked ham, and humbugs.
Dean: Don’t you mean ‘bah humbugs’?
Clare: Oh, bah humbugs nothing!
Dean: Well, we don’t have to buy for the kids any more.
Clare: But what about buying something for ourselves?
Dean: Why? We have everything we need.
Clare: Do we?
Dean: Sure we do.
Clare: What about that air compressor you want?
Dean: What about it?
Clare: I could buy it and wrap it, and when you open it on Friday morning you could say “Oh Wow! Just what I’ve always wanted!”
Dean: Whatever. But I guess that means I’ll have to buy you something.
Clare: Well that would be nice.
Dean: What do you want?
Clare: After all these years, can you not think of anything?
Dean: I guess I can.
Clare: Thank goodness for that.
Dean: I know!
Dean: Here’s $100 – go and buy yourself something pretty.
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