"Let me know if you need help unwrapping it," she says. She doesn't want to assume -- Faris is rather dexterous with small, delicate objects -- but she doesn't want him to struggle either.

Having shared a drink with Faris previously, Caspar does not think too much about the eggnog in a bowl, or the way the alien is perched on the bench opposite him. He catches Adia eying his hot chocolate, and wordlessly switches beverages with her.

"Oh, you don't have to--" she starts to protest, but Caspar just smiles and shakes his head. Cider is an acceptable substitute if it makes his girl happy.

"Let us know what you think,' he says to Faris. "Of the eggnog and candy cane." He's legitimately curious. And food, as little of it as he needs to eat, is a far better topic than childbearing.