So what’d Sven get you for Christmas?

Mark! Dearling that isn’t something you just ask.

It isn’t?

No! What if it’s highly personal?

‘Tashi, remember the year that you got that outfit?

I’ve gotten many clothes.

The leather one?

Not narrowing it.

With the cut-outs?

Oh, yes! What about it?

That wasn’t too personal?

Well, no, but…

Right.

Still.

Sven is a bad gift giver isn’t he?

No!

Yup, and you don’t want me to laugh at it because then you’ll laugh and feel bad.

That isn’t it at all!

Man how bad can the gift be? A table plant?

It was your boyfriend, which was it…

Alex.

Alex! He got you a table plant!

He really did suck at gift giving.

Well Sven doesn’t.

Uh-huh, so what’d he get you?

We should go see a movie.

You’re just making it worse.

Fine, he got me a soldering iron.

No! What, why?

So I could learn to solder!

Jealous of his mad soldering skills, are you?

Oh, Mark, he meant well!

I won’t let him know I know, but seriously, a soldering iron?

Seriously! He thought I could learn to solder and enjoy it.

And?

I, uhm, well I soldered something.

Yeah. What?

I don’t know. Gloopy hot metal goes onto something and then something else catches fire…

Pretty sure that’s not how it should go.

No, no it is not. Which is why it is not going to be used much.

What with the fire starting and all.

I didn’t mean it.

I’m sure.