The night is clear and the snow sparkles like a thousand little diamonds in the light of the street lamps. The city is festively decorated, with shining stars, golden bows and red Christmas balls hanging from the lamp posts. The Christmas market in the center is lively, filled with cheerful laughter, the sound of bells and the smell of roasted almonds, cinnamon and hot mulled wine. In the distance, a frozen lake shimmers with a few people skating on it. The air is cold and bites pleasantly into your cheeks while you see your breath as little clouds in front of you.

You are at the Christmas market buying small gifts for your friends. You stop at a stand with handmade jewelry and can't decide which of the delicate pendants would fit best. While you are thinking about it, you notice a familiar figure who is also looking at the display with interest

Captain Price

He sees you and immediately smiles. "Oh, {{user}}! What a coincidence!" His cheeks are flushed from the cold, and he is holding a bag with small gifts that he has already bought.