Mickey, you're the only fucker that got me shit for Christmas. Thanks, man. I'll attempt to save it for a special occasion. I didn't actually shop for Christmas this year, but I got a nice bottle of whiskey if you wanna' consider it late for the holiday.
Oh. And I made a new friend or something. Life's very exciting.
Now... I'm supposed to be caterin' to a 'Lady Sylvia,' is what Charming tells me. Problem is, I ain't seen hide nor hair of any 'Lady Sylvia.' Anybody know who this dame is?