It's almost like he's in an invisible cage, but it's not until he suggests that a joke might be in play does it become more obvious what's happening. "Oh," she groans, annoyed on his behalf. "It's probably some sort of LOL... you know, those silly Nexus curses that pop up sometimes."

She looks up too, presumably at the cause of his troubles. "That's mistletoe. People use it as decoration for Christmas." But more than decoration, now that she thinks about it. "If two people are standing under it, they have to --"

Oh. Oh, dear. She blushes and holds back a nervous giggle. "Faris. I think someone needs to give you a kiss so you can get unstuck."