"I like that," she said. A holiday seemed...in order, really. It wasn't like they had triumphs to celebrate, locked up in their occasionally-gilded cage. But what they'd brought into that cage with them...well, the Overlords couldn't fucking take that from them. Maybe celebrating the holidays was just a subtle way of giving them the middle finger.

Yeah. Sam was into that.

"Although," she said, "if we're going to throw Hanukkah into it, we're going to do this old school. The way I did as a kid."

With that, she slid off of the counter top and grabbed his wrist, giving a tug as she backed up toward the kitchen door. "C'mon."