"Jack, what is that?" Bunnymund pointed at the patch of frost on a store's window display.
"It's Jesus." Jack leaned on his staff and nodded approvingly at his work. "Looks good, doesn't it?"
A passing man stopped in his tracks. He walked to the window in shock. "By God!" He leaned closer. "It's a sign! It's a sign!" He whirled around, shouting to the passerby. "Look here! It's a sign from God Himself!"
"Bloody hell." Bunnymund shook his head.
Jack shrugged. "What can I say? I'm pretty inspirational."
"The Rapture is coming!" the man shouted. "It's a sign!"
Jack's face fell. "Oh."
"This is why you don't mess with humans. You instigate the crazies." Bunnymund tsked.
"What the heck? What does a face have to do with the Rapture?" Jack poised his staff to frost the man's feet.
"Let's just go." Bunnymund grabbed Jack's wrist and pulled him along.