[Comet grunts about the lights not being straight.]

What do you mean it's not straight? [Comet grunts] Sure it's straight.

[grunting]

Uh-uh.

Maybe your head's crooked. [Comet grunts in protest.] You know, Prancer's not this picky.

[grunting]

Yes, he is.

Hi, Comet!

[grunting; happily]

Hi!

[Scott shushes Comet silently]

I've got something for you.

Hey, Lucy, what have you got there? [Lucy unwraps out a Christmas-themed Crunch Bar] Oh, you gotta be careful with the sweets: He tends to overeat.

Uncle Scott, are you Santa Claus?

What? Why would you ask me something like that?

'Cause you have a reindeer, and only Santa has reindeer.

Nonsense. A lot of people have reindeer.

Name five.

Well... most of them live in Finland, but I can't pronounce their names. [Comet stares at Scott] Besides, reindeer are too stupid to make good pets. [Comet scowls at Scott]

Well, I think you're very smart. [Comet licks her, and she giggles]