Happy Holidays

[dungrollin]

> Jen is beginning to smile. "Yes, a party."
> 
> "Rum balls, Kentucky Bourbon cake, champagne punch," Potioncat 
> suggests.
> 
> "Better set up a very big coffee maker," Ginger adds.
> 

Dung appears (as if by magic) at the word 'party', rummages in her 
pockets and then delicately places a miniature paper hat on the 
disgruntled Tegenaria whose web has just been sprayed gold.

"And a very happy shortest day of the year to everyone inhabiting 
latitudes where it means something." She produces a slightly 
squashed silver cardboard box from a pocket. "I'm donating these."

All look suitably unimpressed.

"It's a wrench giving them to you. My dear sister has decided to 
give up teaching eight-year-olds and is going to become a 
chocolatier. Something useful at last! These are Surrey's finest 
hand-made Belgian chocolates - she's in need of tasters to 
experiment on. The Tequila and chilli ones are the best."

Dung disappears into a corner to help Potioncat by sticking silver 
stars on the cockroaches, since nobody else seems to want to.