If it has anything to do with the rest of your troupe, I'm afraid I haven't the slightest notion as to where they may be or if they're even here.

[ You know, he's a little grateful. He'd always wished for a quiet holiday; one that didn't involve a drunk Knox or Sutcliffe prancing about trying to dangle mistletoe over his head... but maybe it was a bit too quiet for his liking. ]