"Merry Christmas, o captain my captain," Asher replied as he tapped the glasses together. He'd taken off the ridiculous Christmas sweater, leaving him in a thin and comfortable cotton long-sleeved shirt he'd also rolled the sleeves up on - half in a joking mimicry of Elijah of course.

"Too bad Mike isn't here, I'm this close to turning him into a master lockpicker already," Asher said conversationally as he sipped his wine.