She took a step forward. "Are you going to stay under the mistletoe?"
"I don't know. Will you climb me like a tree if I do?"
Another step. "Do you want to be climbed like a tree? I might wind up being somewhat hemiparasitic myself. What if I don't want to climb off you later?"
"Don't threaten me with a good time, Sunshine."
@LianaBrooks Heh. I kind of consider mistletoe a sacred herb. ; )
There's a story about how nobody respected it because it was lowly and weak and without note, so it killed a big fat stupid ponce that thought they were beyond all consequences!
I should send Donald Trump a card with some mistletoe for Christmas.
@AskTheDevil It's a sacred herb in multiple cultures. It is also a vile threat to someone who doesn't want to be kissed by strangers and who hates December holidays.
And it is, scientifically speaking, hemiparasitic.