Hi GWA it's Knight ⚔️,

oh my god I forgot the script offer tag. no no don't click away its not a shitpost although the tags might look like otherwise. Yes the elves are the mafia hear me out first.

So you know uh..when you just get hit by an idea and then neglect yourself and all your responsibilitiesjust have to write it? This is that idea.

A mafia boss by the alias of Kris Kringle sends his best little helper on a mission to catch another assassin hired by enemy mafia leader, Yukon Cornelius, in a plot to make sure Kringle’s next delivery is his last. The two undercover assassin’s collide paths at the Christmas party ball with objectives that put them at odds.

"Anyone willing to end up on Kringle's list is a fool at best and it must have been a LOT of money to hire one as skilled as you."

I originally wrote this as a M4F but read it aloud so many times I thought "to heck with it", and wrote F4M too.

As you may be aware pastebin will no longer support GWA script content. The scripts are now pasted below.

As always if you give it a read let me know what you think! Tag me in a comment if you fill it! Thank you for taking the time out of your day~✨💙

^{Disclaimer: this is a fantasy script created by an 18 adult for adult listeners 18 and up.}

My last script: A Deal with a Devil

Knight’s Trove 💎⚔️👑

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[M4F][Script Offer] Christmas Assassin Capture [Fingering][Creampie][Bondage][Rape] via [Dub-Con] due to [Aphrodisiacs][Dirty Talk][Kissing][Heavy Breathing][Teasing][Fantasy][Mafia Boss Santa][Assassins][Enemies-to-Lovers][Plot Twist]

Summary: [[M4F]  A mafia boss by the alias of Kris Kringle sends his best little helper on a mission to catch another assassin hired by enemy mafia leader, Yukon Cornelius, in a plot to make sure Kringle’s next delivery is his last. The two undercover assassin’s collide paths at the Christmas party ball with objectives that put them at odds.]

(Overall Tone/Contex: You’re a veteran assassin employed by Kris Kringle the mafia boss leader. You’ve worked with him for many years. You’re calm, calculating, and efficient and have never failed. Use the same tone you think a tv detective might use when assessing a body or situation. Progressively become more and more unraveled when the aphrodisiacs come into play and then awkwardly return to that more neutral state afterward.)

**Suggestions for inflections, sounds, tone shift, etc. in (parentheses) and suggestions for SFX in <these weird triangulary brackets>

**Lines are spread out to indicate appropriate pauses for separate thoughts and to make it easier to read. All of these are just suggestions though so feel free to add or delete lines as you wish to make it your own! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ .

*Script:*

(Out of breath. Breathy for this entire paragraph) 

F-finally, one of the traps held. Christ above you gave me a hard run for my money there! (Surprise) Who knew you could move like that. I didn’t think it would be the rope trap that would trip you up, but I’m glad I bothered to place it considering you broke the 11 others before it.

< Walking towards >

So here you are, with your hands tied above your head. The “christmas angel”. 

(Huff) Ha, more like an angel of death. 

If the elves were right about the intel on you, you’ve left many widows in your wake.

Look I can see you eyeing me, looking for openings but I’d (emphasis) HIGHLY suggest against it. 

Kris Kringle is no fool. In order to catch an assassin...you need to send one. So here I am. 

He rarely calls on my (emphasis) “particular” skill set but I assured him that I would be a perfect little helper when needed. Someone who can catch a christmas phantom or two...and looks live I’ve delivered.

I gotta wonder though, Angel. Why? 

The mob he affectionately calls “the elves” are a brutish bunch for sure but Kringle’s the real linchpin. 

Anyone willing to end up on his list is a fool at best and it must have been a LOT of money to hire one as skilled as you. 

Someone who could weasel their way into the highest security Christmas ball of the year unnoticed and ALMOST reach their target without a trace left behind. 

I’ll admit, I had a hard time sniffing you out at that party. You play a very convincing lady.

I almost feel bad that you were betrayed. 

You see, Frosty ratted out Yukon Cornelius’s hires. We have an inside man and he’s well aware of how to get that guy just intoxicated enough to loosen his lips.

So now it's my job to wrap up this story with a pretty little bow.

Cornelius has had it out for the boss for years, why act now huh? What’s his trump card?

(Pause) Silence. Very classic...but not very helpful.

(Threatening) Trust me, you don’t want me to get “convincing”. I’ll ask you again what is- (sudden gasp)

(Confusion) W-what. What is this.. feeling? I feel… wrong…

(Accusing) What do you mean “you were waiting for it to kick in?” (Panicked) Did you poison me? 

(Panicked denial) I thought I caught you before it happened. The vial you tipped out of your necklace-. Grinch, the barkeep he said...

(Panick) T-there’s no way. I-i even swapped the glasses. I SWORE I did I-. Unless…?

(utter disbelief)...both of them? You drugged BOTH of them? (Outrage) Are you fucking insane?! 

(Disbelief) There’s no way you could’ve known that I would catch you like this. You wouldn’t end us both so soon. 

(Worry) Y-you drank earlier than I did and- 

(realization)... and that’s why you were caught.

(Rationalizing) It must have ruined your focus. It can’t be poison then... (hiss) an aphrodisiac? 

(Shaky sigh) I guess that’s one way to create a distraction. 

(Evaluating) So, you were onto me...even then. You must’ve trained yourself to handle these kinds of doses. 

But...obviously you overshot it since I can see how you’re rubbing your thighs together.

(Tease) So the Angel assassin can feel shame. With the way you’re blushing I must’ve hit the mark. Huh...not a yes but that nod is as good as any.

(Shaky sigh and irritation) Well...hah… we’re in deep shit. This isn’t how I planned to interrogate you but you did this to yourself.

(Calm and serious) I’m gonna disarm you, don’t make any sudden moves or you’ll be sorry.

<Optional clothing shuffling noises>

A knife in the shoe. Classic.

The dress is coming off. You tore the hem rather spectacularly in your effort to quickly get away. 

(Scolding) Ah Ah ah, don’t put up a fight. Remember where you ARE and WHO you are dealing with.

(Distracted and breathy) Your skin is so smooth I- (swallow). (To self) focus. 

Garter gun holster off. SEVERAL knives. Must be your choice weapon.

You're shivering but I don’t think it's because of the cold. Your pupils are so big right now...and I can hear your breath skipping when I touch your skin. 

(A bit shaky) If you feel anything like I’m starting to feel right now, I don’t know how you’re staying so resolute.

What a beautiful caged bird you are. Don’t worry I’ll make you sing soon.

Let me just feel to see if I need to-...(surprise) a throwing knife in the seam of your bra? I’ll admit I didn’t see that coming. Off it goes. What other surprises will I find next I wonder? I guess that even your underwear is not exempt then? Hm?

(pause then disbelief) Was that a whimper? You’re nearly naked as the day you were born and this is where you draw the line? 

What’s so important about-... oh. Wow, you’re uh...so wet it’s dribbling out. (breathy) N-no knives. (swallow) But they’re coming off.

(Serious) Angel. 

Cornelius knows I’ve been employed by Kringle in the past and have NEVER failed him. Not once. 

Clearly he neglected to tell you that and sent you on this suicide mission anyway. 

(Shaky breath) You have intel and I have the means to make this unpleasant little aphrodisiac error of yours MORE pleasant for the both of us. 

As one of my trade I don’t expect you to yield your goal so easily and I don’t know who trained you in our art. 

However, I DO expect you to be able to read the situation for what it is and understand what it is I’m offering you. 

And that it is DAMN well better than the alternative. 

I expect you to not bite, kick, maim, or otherwise incapacite me for the next few minutes. 

(Shakily) We are going to have a truce. 

(increasingly breathy) I SHOULD be thinking about how many ways this is horribly terribly going wrong. How I should be worrying about my boss. How I should be stripping you of your secrets and NOT just your clothes. 

(breathy) But all I can think about right now is how you’re hanging there with your arms up looking like the most gorgeous tree ornament I’ve ever seen. All I can think of is burying myself inside your pretty little pussy laid out like a gift before me. 

(distracted stuttering) I can’t…think quite right...anymore s- so we need a truce. What do you say about (surprised kiss) mphff-

<soft kiss noises, hums and breathiness throughout beginning here>

(Kissing) I know a ruse when I see one, but that breathy whimper you made when we kissed just now… that was real.

(Kissing) I was really hoping it wasn’t you at the party you know? I should’ve known, none of the guys could’ve reeled in such a witty and smooth talking lady.  

(kiss) They’re a lovable albeit uncivilized bunch, but- (kiss) "charming" is not quite how I’d put it.

I’m slipping a finger into you now…. Fuck. S- so you do make noise after all huh? You like that?

(Desperation) I hope this drug also loosens you up because I feel like I’m going to DIE if I don’t get into you soon.

You’re gobbling it up so greedily (kiss). That’s just unfair. 

Here take two fingers then, you can take a little pain. Atta’ girl. (Kiss)

Lemme stretch you out. Brush my thumb over your clit. Small circles. (Kiss)

I'm gonna touch myself a bit too. Take the edge off (shivery breath)

Ah...Hah.. where was I.. oh.. I hoped it wasn’t you...fuck your dripping down my fingers... because in that dress…  (kiss) damn in that dress you were so beautiful, Angel. 

I’m glad I get to see you out of it though, how your breasts fit so perfectly in my hand when I rub them... how they look like they belong in my mouth (suck)

...how your hips grind against the heel of my other palm when I thrust my fingers in (groan). 

Fuck.

I thought if I didn’t have a job to do maybe we could’ve been something (Kiss). 

But the moment we got to flirting I had that gut feeling right away that this-...this one was dangerous. (Kiss) 

Apparently in more ways than one.

I can’t take it anymore, alright. I need to be inside you right now. 

< unzipping sfx > 

Mm, you’re wrapping your legs around me. Please don't comment on how ridiculously hard I am.

I’m putting it in just… (moan) Oh christ it’s so tight. You're so warm.

Slowly- slowly...don’t- OH (shuddering gasp). You just pulled me into you so fast. 

(Pause) Guess you’re done waiting hm? Good. Me too. (Groan)

<Improv sex sounds, heavy breathing, grunts and moans as you’d like. I wrote in a sex scene here but feel free to absolutely improv it if you’d like>

(Lose yourself a bit) Yes (gasp) Yes...yes. YES. yes. yes...

(Coming back to yourself) H- huh...what’s that? Kiss you? Yeah… c'mere(kiss) . Lemme rub your clit and kiss your neck (kiss). 

This is what I needed. 

You have no idea what you’re doing to me.

This isn’t the type of job (groan) in which I get to take many lovers for pleasure. Can’t risk- letting anyone in.

It’s been so long...and you feel so perfect.

(kiss) You’re such a good girl. Taking my cock so well. Hah….Ah….(kiss)

(Breathy) I feel so… out of control...So...unlike myself… so greedy.

You feel.. (kiss) fantastic. Hah…. like a real a-Angel...I feel you dripping down my cock

(Moan) I’m way more sensitive than normal. I-it almost feels too much. 

Yes, roll your hips just like that… oh fuck.

Thank god no one is here to see us like this… two professional assassins…losing our minds over a little… sex… 

(shiver) Oh fuck do that again…please… please…

(mumbled)I'm gonna..(desperate) I'm gonna cum.

I’m gonna cum… (Commanding) Is that what you’d like Angel? Want me to paint your insides as white as the snow outside? Want me to come inside you huh?

That’s a good girl… make me cum. I’ll rub your clit. Just keep squeezing me.

Oh shit…Oh fuck… <improv to orgasm>

<several moments of breathing as coming down. Add some shivery-ness and deep breaths to the following few lines>

Oh my god.. That was ….incredibly unprofessional but… amazing.

(relief) I feel...so much better. Your eyes look clearer too. 

(Awkwardly) Let me uh just...Set you down. (shaky breath) Oh.. there you go.

Look, I know we’re both hardened killers who’ve dealt with far worse but… I feel compelled to clean you up a bit.

(pause) Don’t get shy (emphasis) NOW Angel, my handkerchief will live to see another day.

(pause) Cornelius is (pause as if searching for the insult)...a backstabbing SNAKE for sending you in blind like this. 

What was his aim? Was this just a distraction of some sort?

(Impressed) Hell of a distraction really, if that’s the case.

When I received this mission from the boss last Saturday, who knew it would’ve ended up with you in my arms.

(Pause) What do you mean “that’s impossible”? 

(Longer pause) According to your intel Kringle was on a secret mission to the north at that time? You’re sure of this? 

No (Pause in thought)...no..no. (Confused) That doesn’t make any sense. I received my mission to stop you from the man two days later. 

(Pause) N-no...I DIDN'T see him, Rudolph said he was- (stop mid sentence trail off in thought)

(Very serious) If what you’re saying is true (soft gulp) then that would mean-.... (Shock) Oh dear god. The elves have been compromised. 

(Urgent) We gotta move. (Rushed) You and I have been double crossed and the boss is in danger. Let me untie you. 

<rope noises>

Get dressed. If we’re fast and damn lucky, we can still save Christmas. 

(Awkwardly) Oh um...and uh Angel… (kiss) welcome to the gang.

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[F4M][Script Offer] Christmas Assassin Capture [Handjob][Creampie][Bondage][Rape] via [Dub-Con] due to [Aphrodisiacs][Dirty Talk][Kissing][Heavy Breathing][Teasing][Fantasy][Mafia Boss Santa][Assassins][Enemies-to-Lovers][Plot Twist]

Summary: [[F4M]  A mafia boss by the alias of Kris Kringle sends his best little helper on a mission to catch another assassin hired by enemy mafia leader, Yukon Cornelius, in a plot to make sure Kringle’s next delivery is his last. The two undercover assassin’s collide paths at the Christmas party ball with objectives that put them at odds.]

(Overall Tone/Contex: You’re a veteran assassin employed by Kris Kringle the mafia boss leader. You’ve worked with him for many years. You’re calm, calculating, and efficient and have never failed. Use the same tone you think a tv detective might use when assessing a body or situation. Progressively become more and more unraveled when the aphrodisiacs come into play and then awkwardly return to that more neutral state afterward.)

**Suggestions for inflections, sounds, tone shift, etc. in (parentheses) and suggestions for SFX in <these weird triangulary brackets>

**Lines are spread out to indicate appropriate pauses for separate thoughts and to make it easier to read. All of these are just suggestions though so feel free to add or delete lines as you wish to make it your own! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ .

*Script:*

(Out of breath. Breathy for this entire paragraph) 

F-finally, one of the traps held. Christ above you gave me a hard run for my money there! (Surprise) Who knew you could move like that. I didn’t think it would be the rope trap that would trip you up, but I’m glad I bothered to place it considering you broke the 11 others before it.

(Walking towards)

So...here you are, with your hands tied above your head. The “christmas angel”. 

(Huff) Ha, more like an angel of death. 

If the elves were right about the intel on you, you’ve left many widows in your wake.

Look, I can see you eyeing me, looking for openings but I’d (emphasis) HIGHLY suggest against it. 

Kris Kringle is no fool. In order to catch an assassin...you need to send one. So here I am. 

He rarely calls on my (emphasis) “particular” skill set but I assured him that I would be a perfect little helper when needed. Someone who can catch a christmas phantom or two...and looks live I’ve delivered.

I gotta wonder though, Angel. Why? 

The mob he affectionately calls “the elves” are a brutish bunch for sure but Kringle’s the real linchpin. 

Anyone willing to end up on his list is a fool at best and it must have been a LOT of money to hire one as skilled as you. 

Someone who could weasel their way into the highest security Christmas ball of the year unnoticed and ALMOST reach their target without a trace left behind. 

I’ll admit, I had a hard time sniffing you out at that party. You play a very convincing gentleman.

I almost feel bad that you were betrayed. 

You see, Frosty ratted out Yukon Cornelius’s hires. We have an inside man and he’s well aware of how to get that guy just intoxicated enough to loosen his lips.

So now it's my job to wrap up this story with a pretty little bow.

Cornelius has had it out for the boss for years, why act now huh? What’s his trump card?

(Pause) Silence. Very classic...but not very helpful.

(Threatening) Trust me, you don’t want me to get “convincing”. I’ll ask you again...what is- (sudden gasp)

(Confusion) W-what. What is this.. feeling? I feel… wrong…

(Accusing) What do you mean “you were waiting for it to kick in?” (Panicked) Did you poison me? 

(Panicked denial) I thought I caught you before it happened. The vial you tipped out of your wristwatch-. Grinch, the barkeep he said...

(Panick) T-there’s no way. I-i even swapped the glasses. I SWORE I did I-. Unless…?

(utter disbelief)...both of them? You drugged BOTH of them? (Outrage) Are you fucking insane?! 

(Disbelief) There’s no way you could’ve known that I would catch you like this. You wouldn’t end us both so soon. 

(Worry) Y-you drank earlier than I did and- 

(realization)... and that’s why you were caught.

(Rationalizing) It must have ruined your focus. It can’t be poison then... (hiss) an aphrodisiac? 

(Shaky sigh) I guess that’s one way to create a distraction. 

(Evaluating) So, you were onto me...even then. You must’ve trained yourself to handle these kinds of doses. 

But...obviously you overshot it since I can see how you’re rubbing your thighs together.

(Tease) So the Angel assassin CAN feel shame. With the way you’re blushing I must’ve hit the mark. Huh...not a yes but that nod is as good as any.

(Shaky sigh and irritation) Well...hah… we’re in deep shit. This isn’t how I planned to interrogate you but you did this to yourself.

(Calm and serious) I’m gonna disarm you, don’t make any sudden moves or you’ll be sorry.

<Optional clothing shuffling noises>

A knife in the shoe. Classic.

The top is coming off. You ripped most of it rather spectacularly in your effort to quickly get away. 

(Scolding) Ah Ah ah, don’t put up a fight. Remember where you ARE and WHO you are dealing with.

(Distracted and breathy) Your skin is so smooth I- (swallow). (To self) focus. 

Gun holster off. SEVERAL knives. Must be your choice weapon.

You're shivering but I don’t think it's because of the cold. Your pupils are so big right now...and I can hear your breath skipping when I touch your skin. 

(A bit shaky) If you feel anything like I’m starting to feel right now, I don’t know how you’re staying so resolute.

What a beautiful caged bird you are. Don’t worry I’ll make you sing soon.

Let me just feel to see if I need to-...(surprise) a throwing knife in the seam of your trousers? I’ll admit I didn’t see that coming. Your pockets are cleverly empty. Off they go. What other surprises will I find next I wonder? I guess that even your underwear is not exempt then? Hm?

(pause then disbelief) Was that a whimper? You’re nearly naked as the day you were born and this is where you draw the line? 

What’s so important about-... oh. Wow, you’re uh...so hard you’re beginning to stain them. (breathy) N-no knives. (swallow) But they’re coming off.

(Serious) Angel. 

Cornelius knows I’ve been employed by Kringle in the past and have NEVER failed him. Not once. 

Clearly he neglected to tell you that and sent you on this suicide mission anyway. 

(Shaky breath) You have intel and I have the means to make this unpleasant little aphrodisiac error of yours MORE pleasant for the both of us. 

As one of my trade I don’t expect you to yield your goal so easily and I don’t know who trained you in our art. 

However, I DO expect you to be able to read the situation for what it is and understand what it is I’m offering you. 

And that it is DAMN well better than the alternative. 

I expect you to not bite, kick, maim, or otherwise incapacite me for the next few minutes. 

(Shakily) We are going to have a truce. 

(increasingly breathy) I SHOULD be thinking about how many ways this is horribly terribly going wrong. How I should be worrying about my boss. How I should be stripping you of your secrets and NOT just your clothes. 

(breathy) But all I can think about right now is how you’re hanging there with your arms up looking like the most gorgeous tree ornament I’ve ever seen. All I can think of is your cock looking like a pretty gift begging me to use it to fix this. 

(distracted stuttering) I can’t…think quite right...anymore s- so we need a truce. What do you say about (surprised kiss) mphff-

<soft kiss noises, hums and breathiness throughout beginning here>

(Kissing) I know a ruse when I see one, but that breathy whimper you made when we kissed just now… that was real.

(Kissing) I was really hoping it wasn’t you at the party you know? I should’ve known, none of the elves could’ve reeled in someone so witty and confident.  

(kiss) They’re a lovable albeit uncivilized bunch, but- (kiss) “charming” is not quite how I’d put it.

I’m gonna touch you now…. Fuck. S- so you do make noise after all huh? You like that?

(Desperation) I hope this drug also loosens me up fast because I feel like I’m going to DIE if I don’t get you into me soon.

You’re twitching into every stroke already (kiss). That’s just unfair. 

I’m gonna rub your balls a little too. Atta’ boy. (Kiss)

I need to stretch myself out. I can see you watching me touch myself under my clothes. My clit likes these small circles and fingering myself a little might help. (Kiss)

Ah...Hah.. where was I.. oh.. I hoped it wasn’t you...fuck your dripping down my fingers... because when you showed up in that suit…  (kiss) damn you were so handsome, Angel. 

I’m glad I get to see you out of it though, how your chest looks tied up like that... how your cute nipples look like they belong in my mouth (suck)

...how your hips jerk against my hand while I slowly stroke you (groan). 

Fuck.

I thought if I didn’t have a job to do maybe we could’ve been something (Kiss). 

But the moment we got to flirting I had that gut feeling right away that this-...this one was dangerous. (Kiss) 

Apparently in more ways than one.

I can’t take it anymore, alright. I need you to be inside me right now. 

< unzipping sfx > 

Please don’t comment on how obviously wet I am. I can’t really (shiver) stop it.

I’m putting it in just… (moan) Oh christ it’s stretching me. It’s so warm.

Slowly- slowly...don’t- OH (shuddering gasp). You just pushed into me so fast. 

(Pause) Guess you’re done waiting hm? Good. Me too. (Groan)

<Improv sex sounds, heavy breathing, grunts and moans as you’d like. I wrote in a sex scene here but feel free to absolutely improv it if you’d like>

(Lose yourself a bit) Yes (gasp) Yes...yes. YES. yes. yes...

(Coming back to yourself) H- huh...what’s that? Kiss you? Yeah… c'mere(kiss) . Lemme pull your hair and kiss your neck (kiss). 

This is what I needed. 

You have no idea what you’re doing to me.

This isn’t the type of job (groan) in which I get to take many lovers for pleasure. Can’t risk- letting anyone in.

It’s been so long...and you feel so perfect.

(kiss) You’re such a good boy. Letting me use your cute cock like this. Hah….Ah….(kiss)

(Breathy) I feel so… out of control...So...unlike myself… so greedy.

You feel.. (kiss) fantastic. Hah…. like a real a-Angel...we’re making a mess

(Moan) I’m way more sensitive than normal. I-it almost feels too much. 

Yes, go deep just like that… oh fuck.

Thank god no one is here to see us like this… two professional assassins…losing our minds over a little… sex… 

(shiver) Oh fuck do that again…please… please…

(mumbled)I'm gonna..(desperate) I'm gonna cum.

I’m gonna cum… (Commanding) Is that what you’d like Angel? Want me to cum on your cock? Want to paint my insides as white as the snow outside? Come inside me then. 

That’s a good boy… make me cum (kiss). I’ll squeeze it out of you. Just like that.

Oh shit…Oh fuck… <improv to orgasm>

<several moments of breathing as coming down. Add some shivery-ness and deep breaths to the following few lines>

Oh my god.. That was ….incredibly unprofessional but… amazing.

(relief) I feel...so much better. Your eyes look clearer too. 

(Awkwardly) Let me uh just...pull you out. (shaky breath) Oh.. there you go.

Look, I know we’re both hardened killers who’ve dealt with far worse but… I feel compelled to clean us up a bit.

(pause) Don’t get shy (emphasis) NOW Angel, your handkerchief will live to see another day.

(pause) Cornelius is (pause as if searching for the insult)...a backstabbing SNAKE for sending you in blind like this. 

What was his aim? Was this just a distraction of some sort?

(Impressed) Hell of a distraction really, if that’s the case.

When I received this mission from the boss last Saturday, who knew it would’ve ended up with you in my arms.

(Pause) What do you mean “that’s impossible”? 

(Longer pause) According to your intel Kringle was on a secret mission to the north at that time? You’re sure of this? 

No (Pause in thought)...no..no. (Confused) That doesn’t make any sense. I received my mission to stop you from the man two days later. 

(Pause) N-no...I DIDN'T see him, Rudolph said he was- (stop mid sentence trail off in thought)

(Very serious) If what you’re saying is true (soft gulp) then that would mean-.... (Shock) Oh dear god. The elves have been compromised. 

(Urgent) We gotta move. (Rushed) You and I have been double crossed and the boss is in danger. Let me untie you. 

<rope noises>

Get dressed. If we’re fast and damn lucky, we can still save Christmas. 

(Awkwardly) Oh um...and uh Angel… (kiss) welcome to the gang.