Christmas. Uncensored

Tom:
Where's my toothbrush?

Ana:
Tomas, forgive me. Forgive me, I beg you. I know that there is no excuse for me. Tomas, don't stay silent. Say something. I don't know, shoot, hit me, scream... Do what you want. You have no idea how I want to apologize.

Tom:
Found it. Who puts toothbrushes next to socks?

Elvyra:
Do you want to lick off that chocolate?

Richard:
How about you?