Clinic Hours - Thursday Evening

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna came into the clinic and put down her parcel of food on the table and her book bag on an empty chair. Faithful continued to nap on her shoulder and she mostly ignored him. She grabbed a post it, jotted down a note, and stuck it up on the bullettin board.

If some nice person will explain Christma to me, I'll be in their favor. Please. I'm a bit confused about the fat guy who's supposed to give presents. I want to give out presents, and am going to, for Midwinter, but um, not a guy. And not fat.

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[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

Lisa wanders into the clinic, yawning. "Hey Alanna, Faithful."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Hey Lis. Pie?" She indicates the eggnog pie she's been happily working on. Faithful didn't bother waking up.

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

"Sure."

Lisa plops down and helps herself - she's finally grown used to Alanna's generous nature, especially when it comes to food. "Thanks. Slow night?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"The night's still young." Alanna replied dryly. "How are things?"

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

"Not bad. Had a date this week, that was nice. Classes are... no stranger than usual. Looks like I might be stuck here over holiday break again. How about you?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Not bad, classes are fine, am probably going home for Midwinter. And I think I'm going to have to leave a few days before term ends, so that'll be fun. Also." She points at the post-it. "Vaguely confused."

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

"Aw, you don't know who Santa is?" Lisa smiles. "I'm not really the person to ask, I'm more of a Hanukkah Harry girl myself. But what do you want to know? It's mostly just cultural traditions that have been warped by over-commercialization."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Santa?" Alanna starred blankly. "Nanukkah? Should I just quit while ahead and give people gifts for Midwinter? That's um, on the twenty-second this year, I believe."

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

"That's totally fine - I don't think anyone would have a problem with you doing that," Lisa gives her a reassuring nod.

"Basically, December is host to a bunch of holidays. Some are religious, some started out as religious and are now mostly excuses to eat too much and buy stupid crap, some are cultural, some are universal. Santa is like... hmmm. He's a symbol of the holiday, but no one except for little children believe he's real. He's a jolly man in a red coat that delivers presents to children on Christmas. He rides a sleigh lead by flying reindeer and slips into chimneys. It must sound silly, but it's rather innocent and sweet. He leaves the presents under a tree, which is decorated for the season in someone's home. Parents tells their kids this so they don't realize the gifts are really from them. Of course, Christmas is actually a Christian holiday, and a lot of people do celebrate the whole Jesus part. I'm not Christian though, so I celebrate a different holiday called Hanukkah. Basically, it last for eight days, and we get presents too. But there's no jolly fat man involved. Except for my Great Uncle Bernie, and he's only jolly because he starts drinking at noon most days. Does that make sense?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna's eyes glazed over. "Vaguely. What happens if you don't have a chimney?"

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

"The window, I think. I'm not really quite sure."