"Where did you find this much mistletoe?" Gus asks.
"There are a lot of stores in Santa Barbara," Shawn replies, looking proudly at the mistletoe-d ceiling.
"Why?"
"So I can do this." Shawn grabs Gus' hand and tugs him forward so they're in the office properly. "Oops, we're under the mistletoe."
"Wow, how did this happen?" Gus deadpans.
"I don't know, but you're stuck kissing me now."
"You could always just kiss me."
Shawn shrugs, eyes sparkling as he leans over to press his lips against Gus', who tries to be discrete as he pulls Shawn further under the mistletoe.