The cheer of the Ghost of Christmas Present seems at odds with the room that they and their guest find themselves in.
It's not that there's no Christmas cheer in the room. There's a small tree on a table near the windows, as well as four stockings hung on the fireplace. The apartment is filled with the scent of chocolate and spice.
An orange cat leans up against the table with the tree, batting at a strange ornament that looks like a snowman with blue eyes and holly leaf wings. After a moment, Remy comes out of the kitchen with a cup of something steaming. A cup he readily puts down to make his way across the room, scooping the kitten up with a boop to the kitten's nose. "None of dat, Lucifer. You best be leavin' Mr. Bingle dere alone, hmm?"
PRESENT
It's not that there's no Christmas cheer in the room. There's a small tree on a table near the windows, as well as four stockings hung on the fireplace. The apartment is filled with the scent of chocolate and spice.
An orange cat leans up against the table with the tree, batting at a strange ornament that looks like a snowman with blue eyes and holly leaf wings. After a moment, Remy comes out of the kitchen with a cup of something steaming. A cup he readily puts down to make his way across the room, scooping the kitten up with a boop to the kitten's nose. "None of dat, Lucifer. You best be leavin' Mr. Bingle dere alone, hmm?"