“But, baby, it's cold outside, Been hoping that you'd drop in, I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice, Beautiful, what's your hurry?” Gigi sang only the male part of Baby It’s Cold Outside, as she walked out of her zombie run, dragging an axe across the floor as she went. Enjoying the sounds of the screams as she adjusted the ears of her Krampus costume on her head. “Well, this has been swell. But, looks like it’s break time for me.”

“Yeah. I might need some help with this one,” Hale said, wincing slightly as another one of the wall furbies began to go off in the Escape Room, before holding the clue out to the person beside him. “What’s this say?”

“Hey, Ebenezer Scrooge. You want to be visited by some ghosts or what?” Sabrina joked, as she motioned to the prop room set up she had going on where she was doing readings and holding seances for people to learn more about their past and future.

“I’m dreaming of a White Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know, where the treetops glisten, and children listen, to hear sleigh bells in the snow,” Lily hummed an almost melancholic version of the cheery tune under her breath as she walked slowly down the halls of the studio, moving to the side to people run past her. She had died. She had died and was currently living on what? Borrowed time? But, here she was at a set lock in surrounded by people she didn’t know and trying her best to make the most of it; to let herself enjoy whatever days she had until she shifted back into her big sister. So, letting out a nervous breath, she went up to the first person she saw who was standing off on their own and asked, “Any chance you’re in need of a sledding buddy?”

“Hey! Too close, Missy! I better see a foot between the two of you!” Connor yelled over a couple who quickly jumped apart at his voice, causing him to blow his whistle on them. “And you’re out. I said a foot apart. Not let go. Rule number 1, is that ya’ll must be touching until the night is up. Now get the hell off my dance floor,” Connor said, watching the couple walk away, before he turned toward the other person and gave them a happy smile. “I think I might be in love with this job.”

Luna didn’t know why she’d volunteered to help out at the North Pole, but that was before she realized who Santa was. But she was making the best of it. The kids had gone, and her mind was elsewhere as she was trying to get people in line to take photos at the North Pole while Santa was on break. He wasn’t the nicest anyway. She got lost in thought and song. “Santa baby, slip a sable under the tree for me. Been an awful good girl. Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight. Santa baby, a '54 convertible too convertible too, light blue. I’ll wait up for you, dear. Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight. Think of all the fun I've missed. Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed. Next year I could be also good. If you'll check off my Christmas list.” When someone approached, she felt her cheeks heat as she, giggled a little. She almost instinctively went to push up her glasses but realized she didn’t have them on. “Sorry, are you here for pictures in the North Pole? I can get you set up. Since Santa’s not here right now, I can make it photoshoot,” she offered, excited she was getting to put her photography skills to use today.