"To be fair, it's magic candy," Stacia says, looking over the person who spoke -- and no, she doesn't miss the casual hand-behind-the-back. "I also don't eat floor candy under normal circumstances; especially since the elves around here are notorious lickers."

Ew. She makes a face and shudder dramatically, then slips back into her oh-so-cute-and-chipper routine.

"I don't think we've met before. You one of the people who showed up around Christmas?"