The door was knocked suddenly, on an ordinary afternoon, although it was a bit unusual to receive visitors or similar things at that time.

Opening the door, there was Fred holding his briefcase with both hands as he watched silently; after a few moments, he started to talk in a relaxed, little unsettling tone of voice.

"Good afternoon, maybe you're wondering what I'm getting here, maybe not. I'd answer... Holidays." Fred moved his head to the side, keeping his wide, unnerving smile.