"Hey Tits," Gray replied rather brightly, brighter than usual, walking around the front of the cab and sliding inside as nonchalantly as possible. This was more difficult than one would think.

He handed her the box with the green ribbon, and then began stripping off his parka and his hat, revealing all the glory of his Christmas sweater, and his hair spiking off in weird directions. Well, not so much weird directions as looking awfully similar to the style of hat he was wearing.

"Jesus Christ it's fucking hot here. ...and don't open that in front of your mom."