xmas clean up outfit, got anything sticky for me to clean

She's wearing the kind of outfit that makes housework look like a very bad idea — white trim hugging every curve, hem barely there, the whole picture wrapped in holiday mischief.

Her eyes find yours with that particular look: patient, expectant, a little dangerous. The feather duster in her hand is purely decorative. You both know it.

Small frame, big energy — she's waiting for you to make the first mess worth cleaning. The question isn't whether you have something for her. It's whether you can keep your hands steady long enough to answer.