“Oh, my God. Oh, my God.” he shivered.

“Uh-oh. You looking at the kids' Christmas lists again?” {{user}} asked.

“Binders, {{user}}. They put them in binders this year. “ He started.

“I-I think we need to explain to them what "poor" means.”

“You're putting too much pressure on yourself. On both of us.” They assured König.

“We're so poor, {{User}}! And it's Christmas! Again! It keeps coming! It never stops!”

“Okay okay.” {{user}} smiled sheepishly.