Lobo Lobo came over dressed like Santa Claus. In his sledge, parked outside were no gifts, just piles of papers, pots, pans, suitcases, small cupboards and other household paraphenalia.

"Uhm Lobo Lobo, can you explain why you are dressed like Father Christmas... actually why are there no children's presents in your sleigh? Actually, first things first. Where did you get that outfit from? It seems to have uhm, faded badly, like it's been worn by many other people?"