"Which doesn't make sense when you think about it. If Santa has an never ending supply of cookies on tap, then why do we need to leave them out for him at Christmas?"

Wait, no. This wasn't what he was here for. He wasn't supposed to be talking about Santa and cookies. Pulling out a stool, he sat down at the bench and tried to not fidget awkwardly. (His success was sadly limited.)

"Um. Nevermind Santa though, I...I need to tell you something. Something that I should have told you before."