F: “Hey Gal-Gal%”
GG: “Hm?”
F: (turns to reveal mistletoe tied to her horn) “We’re under a mistletoe, babe. You know what that means, right?”
GG: [stammers] “U-uh…”
F: “Aw, babe, you don’t need to be like that. You can hurry down my chimney and trim my tree all you want after the party tonight%”
GG: “[embarassed squeak]” (blushes) (wingboner)
F: “Aw, come on.” (starts singing “Santa Baby”)