"Yeah. Maybe. I mean, the idea of guys dressed like Santa, of all things, knockin' each other's blocks off is kinda funny when ya picture it. But I decided to stick 'round here anyway and volunteer at the ice skatin' rink fer now. Ain't exciting, but it's here at home base."

Another small shrug. He figured he needed to help somehow, even if he has no idea how to ice skate, really.

"Oh, and I brought ice cream for everyone. Gelato, really. Gingerbread flavor. Y'know. Festive. 'S in the cooler in the kitchen. Pints got everyone's names on 'em, so look for yers." See, Sparks can get into the spirit. Just in his own way.