The Mistle-Tones Page #2

But it kind of felt like

you were mocking me.

I can't be humiliated

in front of my team.

We understand

each other?

Sure, Nick.

Great.

That's...

That's cute. Heh.

Let's get those paperclips

back in the supply room

by the end

of the day, huh?

Hey, whatcha doin'?

Come on,

it's kind of funny.

This is all your fault.

Exactly. That is what

makes it so funny.

Okay, I'm sorry.

Hey, you want some help?

Nope, I'm almost done.

Good, because the girls from

accounting are going out for drinks,

and I was gonna

go join them.

They invited you

no.

I'll see you.

Oh, holly.

You got a second?

Sure. What's up?

Would you mind

taking that down?

It's not really appropriate

above the boss' door.

Oh, and, holly?

Yeah? Could you close

the door, too, please?

Thanks.

Jerk.

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Boys, boys!

I don't understand

this game.

What are the rules?

I don't know.

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

How can you think

with all of this noise?

What noise?

Honestly, I don't even

hear it anymore.

I just kind of

tune it out.

Ed, restart the DVD!

Staying for dinner?

It's healthier

than it looks.

Boys would puke if they knew

they were eating veggies.

Well, this is

my dinner.

Holly!

Grace!

First of all,

Marci is a frigid biatch,

and second of all, if you want

to go Christmas caroling so bad,

we'll go with you.

Yeah. Me, dad, Gary...

I'll force the kids.

They'll hate it.

It'll be great!

I don't want to go

Christmas caroling.

I want to be

a snow belle.

I want to perform

at the mall...

Christmas Eve...

Just like mom did.

I know,

it sounds stupid.

It's not stupid, sweetie.

Boys! Food!

You know what? Forget

about the snow belles.

Why don't you start

your own group?

You can't just start

your own group.

Why not? Mom did.

Don't...

Put your hand

anywhere near their mouths

when they are eating.

You will lose

a finger.

Uhh. Stupid snow belles.

I should start my own group.

Even if I did, it's not like they'd

let us perform at the mall, anyway.

Excuse me. Who's in

charge of the mall?

Merry Christmas!

Santa? I need to ask you a

question about Christmas Eve.

Ha ha ha! Uh...

What do you want for

Christmas, young lady?

I know you're

not Santa claus.

Ha! Good.

You kind of threw me

there for a second.

I mean, I figured

you were a little old.

But it's a mall, right?

The place is full

of wackos.

What can I do you for?

I don't know.

I mean, every year

it's the snow belles.

It's just

the way it is.

Yeah, but theoretically,

can't another group

audition for

the Christmas Eve show?

Speaking strictly

theoretically?

Beats me. But I already

got the snow belles

on the sign

out front, so...

You know?

Yeah, I know.

Well, I mean it is

just a sign out front.

I could have my guy Carl change

that thing in, like, five minutes.

Yeah! Sure! You know

what we could do?

We could have tryouts

like that American idol!

Really?

Why not?

I'm the manager. I can

shake things up if I want.

We could make it

this really big thing

a week from Saturday...

Anybody who wants to

gets a chance.

And the best group will

perform Christmas Eve.

How's that sound?

Wait. I don't have

a group yet.

We were just speaking

theoretically.

Lady, we are way

past that.

I already got Carl out

front, changing the sign.

This is gonna be

awesome.

That

Christmas Eve

is our night.

And what... now we have

to compete for it?

It's unjust

is what it is.

The snow belles have

always performed

at the deck the mall

Christmas spectacular.

We're the only spectacular

thing about it!

I told you we should've

picked holly.

Barb! Please!

Now, if holly thinks that she

is gonna steal this from us,

well, she...

She...

She is peppermint-barking

up the wrong tree.

Oh, that's good!

Peppermint-barking?

Ruff-ruff-ruff!

Thanks, staci. Uhh!

But don't worry, girls.

Because, as usual,

I will fix this.

Because no one...

No one screws

with my snow belles.

Wow. Remind me never to

get on your bad side.

I didn't do this

for revenge.

It was just...

Kind of an accident.

Right. The belles

don't pick you,

so you "accidentally" open

up the Christmas spectacular

to everyone fa-LA-LA-ing

fruitcake in town.

Okay, so what do I do?

Hey, you started this.

You're gonna have to

put a group together.

Okay, okay.

I'll be in your group.

But you just called us

"fa-LA-LA-LA-ing fruitcakes".

Yeah. But the ladies

totally dig musicians.

Can you even sing?

Do you even

have a choice?

All right.

So we have you and me.

Now what?

O little town

of Bethlehem

how still

we see thee lie

What?

So tell Santa what you want

for Christmas, sweetheart.

Oh, crap!

What the hell, Mike?!

Marci!

Hey! What brings you

out to the mall?

Oh, you know damn well

what I'm doing here!

What? I thought it would be

fun to try something new.

They say variety is

the spice of life...

Shut up!

You are gonna

call off these auditions

and put the snow belles

back on that marquee!

Sorry, Marci, but I couldn't

do it even if I wanted to.

Word is out!

I had three groups sign

up just this morning!

Wouldn't be fair

to them.

Fair? You want

to know what's fair?

You son of a...

...kill you!

I'm sorry

you feel that way.

Yeah, you will

be sorry.

Boo!

Fine, we'll beat

everyone anyway!

What do you think?

Naughty list?

Psst!

Trust me. You gotta

hear this girl.

Bernie from h.R.?

I don't know about this, guys.

H.R. People weird me out.

It's always like they're trying to

catch you doing something skeezy.

Then don't do

anything skeezy.

Hey, Bernie.

Hey, Larry, holly.

I did not just look

down your shirt.

Glad to hear it.

What can I do

for you guys?

God, it is like

a day spa in here.

As a representative

of h.R.,

I have to say that this is

highly inappropriate.

Yeah, this is

a little weird.

Come on, Bernie!

Belt one out!

Show them what

you can do!

You guys are

making me nervous...

All staring at me

like that.

Here.

Just go inside,

shut the door,

and let it rip.

This feels wrong!

Just go for it!

I tell you... She's got

the voice of an angel.

Deck the...

Wait for it,

wait for it.

the halls

with boughs of holly

fa-LA-LA-LA-LA

LA-LA-LA-LA

'tis the season

to be jolly

fa-LA-LA-LA-LA

LA-LA-LA-LA

don we now

our gay apparel

fa-LA-LA-LA-LA

LA-LA-LA

troll the ancient

yuletide Carol

fa-LA-LA-LA-LA

LA-LA-LA-LA

Ha ha ha!

Wow!

Told ya.

So...

Is somebody gonna tell me why

I'm caroling in the crapper?

Good night, holly.

Good night, sir.

Hey, you know we don't

pay overtime, right?

Yep. We're all

very aware of that.

Yeah. Well, don't

stay too late, okay?

Larry, did you get

the keys?

Let's do this.

Trust me, this is the

perfect place to rehearse.

Everyone knocks off

at 5:
00,

and it is totally

soundproof.

You could murder

someone in here

and no one would

hear them scream.

Well, I've never

murdered anyone in here.

I've never murdered

anyone anywhere.

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