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Tyler still doesn't have a source of income, so there's not a lot he can do for presents. So instead, much like last year, most of the 'present' is an experience.

The entire tower is magicked and hydro-kinesised up as a winter wonderland. Snowflakes drift around everywhere but never get anything wet or touch the ground, like walking through the middle of a snowglobe.
When passing through some halls or the walk outside, fountains spring up from nowhere on both sides of the walk, and yet the spray never douses anyone, just fading into mist.
Despite the California location, there's an ice rink on the water itself, attached to the island, and there's an arena of constant light new snow with two pre-built snow fortresses and an ever-renewing supply of snowballs.
Around Cait's quarters and hallway, illusory sugarplum fairies dance the Nutcracker Suite through the air, accompanied by faint ethereal music, while a tiara of delicate, and yet seemingly indestructible snowflakes drifts in the air waiting for her to accept it.
When and if she puts the tiara on her head, a soft blue light path appears, along which the fairies dance and lead her to where her present lies, a snowglobe where the snow never settles, swirling in the water around two dolphins, one normal colored, one pink, endlessly frolicking in ever changing motion around inside their clear globe home.