[Arthur, Grandsanta and Bryony are in Trelew, Mexico, which they didn't know it was the wrong location. Arthur and Bryony walk up to the door at 23 Mimosa Avenue with Gwen's wrapped bike in hand]
I wish Dad could see this. It would take such a load off his mind.
So, what are your orders?
Hmm?
You're a Claus. You give the orders.
Do I? Oh! Um, heh... I'm just happy being an elf, really. You know, just-just part of it all.
[pauses]
You want to order me to go through the cat flap?
Oh! Um, yes. That's a great idea.
[enters via the cat flap]
Do you want to tell me to let you in?
Brilliant. Thank you, Bryony.
[unlocks the door but notices the red blinking lights from the alarm sounding]
And do you want to... Quick!
The alarm? Definitely, yes. [covers the alarm 3 times with wrapping paper and tapes it with bows]

