"Snape, get out here I need your opinion on something," Voldemort shouted.
"You want my opinion? I'm not exactly the trendiest person if you know what I mean," Snape said as he looked down at his black ensemble.
"I know that," Voldemort hissed, "Although black is your color. But that's not the point. Which lights should I put on this shrub?"
"Come again?"
"I'm trying to decided which Christmas lights I should but on this dead shrub. So should it be the multi-colored ones or the white ones?"
"Well, the white ones are classic," Snape mumbled, "You can never go wrong with white lights."
"True."
"Although, it would add a little zest to the puny shrub if you put the multi-colored ones."
"Ahh, I see what you mean," Voldemort gave an evil smile, "I, Lord Voldemort, shall put on the multi-colored ones!"
"Okay, you do that," Snape muttered, "I'm going back inside to help Lucius with his hair dye. He tried that Herbal Essences stuff and his hair turned orange. Poor bastard."
"Well tell him if he gets any of that dye on the marble sink he has to clean it after…with JAVAX"
"Oh my lord! Not Javax!"
"Yes. So he better be extra careful"
"Alright. I'll tell him. Good luck with the lights," Snape said as he went inside
3 hours later
"There. All finished," Voldemort grinned "AHHHHH! MY LORD, YOUR DEAD SHRUB IS ON FIRE!" Peter yelled as he quickly stomped on the plant, breaking it along with all the bulbs.