Im my world, it is. But that's prob'ly because it exists other places and people unconsciously tap into the knowledge of it from alternate worlds. It's...it's kinda dumb. But whatever.

[There's a hot cocoa dispenser to the side of one of the display shelves, with marshmallows and peppermint stirring sticks, and there's more cookies than anyone could ever hope to eat.]

Payment? Nah, we're operating on Christmas spirit here. [He takes a cup, murmuring a 'Merry Christmas' to the elves as he fills it up. He figures after 24 years of no Santa Claus taking care of him, they owe him a drink. It'll probably be fine.]