That's a nice purple dress. It's very purple-y
Francisco.
How's it going, Mr. Hobbs?
Ooh, Francisco, that's fun to say..." Francisco." Do you remember me?
I do. I didn't recognize you.
I know, I'm in work clothes. Thank you, Deborah. Deb, you have such a pretty face. You should be on a Christmas card.
You just made my day.
Eww.
Buddy.
Mmm.
You don't have to drink that.
Thank you. [Buddy begins reading a book, while Walter continues to work] Francisco...Francisco...Francisco.
Buddy?
Am I too loud?
Just... just a little.
Sorry.
Yes, Bud?
Why is your name on the desk?
I bought the desk. My name's there so no one steals it.
That's a joke, isn't it, Dad?
Yeah, Buddy, that's a joke.
So, what are we gonna build?
No, uh, we don't do that kind of work here, pal.
Buddy the Elf, what's your favorite color?
Put that down. [Answers phone] Hello? [To Buddy] Please, don't touch anything.
Sorry.
Hey... Bud, have you... have you... Have you ever seen a mailroom?
A mailroom? No.
No?
No.
Oh, I mean, wow. Wow... listen, it's a place where mail from all over the world comes, uh-huh. And they sort it out there, see? And you can touch it all, and they put it in these shiny bins.
Shiny bins?
Right. What do ya think?
It sounds great.
Good.
Can we go there?
Well, um... I gotta work here, maybe... maybe you can work there.
Okay, I'll work there.
Oh, I don't think this is the place my Dad was talking about. Is there a different mailroom?
No. This is the only one.
It's not very shiny.
Now... over here's the trench. All the mail comes out that shooter. Scan and find the floor each piece is moving to. Put it in a canister and shove it up the tube with the same number. You got that?
I think so. This place reminds me of Santa's workshop. Except it smells like mushrooms, and everyone looks like they wanna hurt me.


