Will: Is this the wreath for the door?
Vic: Yeah. Let's talk about that wreath for a moment, if you will. Last year, I was so deeply into the distant salmons and the sandy beiges. But this year I went more with the muted roses with these little arrogant touches of celadon and periwinkle. I think it worked out quite nice.
Will: Um, let's try something wild here, you know? Do you have anything red or green or, I don't know, maybe something like a Santa Claus?
Vic: It's been done.
Will: Excuse us. Ashley, these decorations are wack. Look, we're gonna save Aunt Viv a lot of money and buy them somewhere else. Let's go.
Vic: Excuse me. You forgot your box of decorations.
Will: No, you see, we're going to do our own decorations this year. It's going to be about arrogant little elves and rambunctious reindeer and little men in red suits. I think it will be deeply, deeply dope.