Wilson: Hi-ho-ho-ho, good neighbors.
Jill: Merry Christmas, Wilson.
Wilson: Jill, I wanna thank you for that very lovely Smokey Farms gift box.
Jill: Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't realize that those little cheese logs were actual size.
Wilson: Well, don't be sorry. They went perfectly with the little bottle of rum I got from the airlines. And this is for you, good neighbors. Fresh from the oven.
Jill: Oh, thank you. What is it?
Wilson: That is a plum cake. On Christmas Eve, the people of Hertfordshire, England, take the cake, stick it on a cow's horn, then they throw cider in her face.
Tim: The malls close early over there.
Wilson: No, no, no, Tim. If the cow flips the cake forward, it means it's going to be a very good harvest.