"Ay Dios mio…."
"I know, right?"
You and your three friends stared up at your ten foot tall Christmas tree in wonder.
"And you want us to decorate this…?" asked Gilbert, turning his red eyes on you.
"I'll help of course."
"_____.... This is going to take forever." Francis pointed out.
"Do you have a ladder?" Antonio asked, the gears turning in his head.
"Yes, yes I do, Antonio. Thank you for trying to help!" you stuck your tongue out at the other two and went to go grab the ladder from your garage.
"Well, gentlemen." Gil announced as soon as you had gone, "I see we have a mission."
"Yes, we do." Francis nodded solemnly.
"Wait, are you talking about decorating the Christmas tree or seducing ____?" asked Antonio, not quite grasping the plan.
"_______ of course!" shouted Gil and Francis simultaneously.
"So, what's the plan?" Gil asked his friends, mischief glinting in his eyes.
"I've got gingerbread cookies!" you shouted delightedly, skipping into th