Window Wonderland Page #8

the hood of the car.

It's not what you think.

Hands against the hood

of the car, please.

It's okay.

We work here.

Okay, well,

we used to work here.

We used to work here.

But we don't...

I don't know him.

All right, you're

both under arrest.

I won't.

You're not

freaking out?

What are they

going to do?

They already fired us.

Jail?

Perfect. There's no windows.

Plus free meals.

And no make-up.

Phew! You've

changed, van doren.

Hmm. You haven't.

Did you call Kenneth?

No.

Did you called Kenneth and

Kenneth called his father?

I have no idea

who that is.

Oh.

Thank you.

Mac?

What's going on here?

Whose car is this?

It's mine.

Wow, washing windows

pays better than I thought.

No,

I'm just rich.

Sure,

and I bet you have

three last names.

Oh, no, only one.

Mcguire.

My family, you know,

they just love those boardrooms

and meetings at the club.

I tried that lifestyle

back in the day,

but it's not for me.

I like being

where the action is,

getting to know

my employees,

being treated like

a regular person.

My life is rich

because of the people in it.

Like you two.

Group hug?

Come on.

Okay...

It's Christmas again

and everybody's home

the fire's burning

bright...

This year, we've really

outdone ourselves, okay,

so without any further ado,

here we are!

Here it is.

Wow.

Isn't that nice?

You can almost smell the

Turkey.

Feelin' happy

it's Santa's job

sayin' ho, ho, ho

and the streets

are covered up with snow

oh, Christmas

this is Christmas...

Congratulations, you two,

on your marginally

deserved promotion.

You're promoting us?

Yes, Jake.

Consider yourselves both

the new miss jeffers.

God help us.

Thank you, Mr. Fitch.

We will not disappoint you.

Well...

I still might.

No doubt, Jake,

no doubt.

I love this window.

Okay, seriously,

is this sweater

made out of brillo?

Stop it.

Put your mind

on something else.

Okay.

How about that?

Wow.

Oh, right.

Um, we should...

We should probably

do that again.

Yeah.

Yeah, no arguments

from me.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Everybody...

Feelin' happy

it's Santa's job

sayin' ho, ho, ho

oh, Christmas

this is Christmas...

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