Hoagie P. Gilligan crept quietly up the hallway. He looked around. No sign of anyone. He listened at Abby's door. She was singing along to a song. It was Gonna Get This. Good, she was kinda in a love mood.
He quietly slipped a sprig of mistletoe onto a hook above the door to her room, then knocked. He heard the music turn off and the door swung open. He quickly spun her into a kiss, then let go after a few seconds. She looked a little angry, but he simply pointed up to the mistletoe. Her anger vanished and she kissed him back.