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[Hello, residents of Marshall of whatever number it is. Today, he will be bringing in a small heater and placing it near the door once he shuts it and is inside the apartment. He glares at the mistletoe, making sure to steer clear of it this time.]

Since everyone appears to be doing it ~~and we all know it isn't Santa since he doesn't exist~~:

List:

A way out of Discedo
A sword
Licorice
Fish (Haddock, Cod, Salmon preferred)
More food

...That's all I can think of at the moment.

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Come on, Islanti. Don't you know that Santa lives in Finnish Lapland?

That sounds silly.

Don't you get presents every year? Santa's never failed you once!

...But I don't think those presents were from Santa.

Some of them were!

[He thinks about it a bit and for the first time in a while he thinks about when he was much younger.]

...Maybe, I guess.

You mean "definitely".

[Pause. Hesitation. Then:]

...Kind of.

That's right!

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