You, Bruce, and Clark all swear that you're merely good friends and nothing more. To be anything else would be ridiculous! Naturally, this means the Justice League has to try to trick you into admitting you're in love with each other by pushing the three of you under the mistletoe.

"Well, this is an awkward predicament," Clark says, smiling sheepishly. He tries to brush away that stupid curl of hair that sticks out from his Santa hat.

Bruce, who is in full Batman attire for whatever reason, grumbles, "Yes," and then tries to leave. Unfortunately, the Justice League surrounds the three of you, refusing to let any of you leave and waiting for the moment of truth.

There's a pause until Bruce turns to face you and Clark again and says, "I hate all of you."