Oh my god. Yes, please, you're my hero, can I just find some tinsel and wave them like pom-poms in the background or something? Does that still count?

[He glances over at the elves as if expecting an answer from them - shudders and looks away, because again, creepy - but doesn't hesitate to pull his hands out of the bowl, letting Teddy take control. It's not so much dough yet as a fluffy, gooey mess anyway, so hopefully Teddy can save it.]

Can we fry cinnamon rolls? Because I'm really good at fried food. It's practically written into my DNA.