[Kyle]

The company marched on through the woods and the sound of Verbal's dissent began to grow quieter until it was completely out of earshot.
"I really must apologise for that, young lady" said faireece(:. "We had to be sure it was you"
"Sure it was me?" She asked inquisitively. "You only had to ask. Instead you treat me to a verbal tirade from a Christmas tree that is quite clearly on its time of the month and all of that was just to find out who I am?"
Saph paused suddenly.
"Why do you want me?" She said.
Faireece(: motioned to speak but Marc quickly cut her off.
"We can't say" the gingerbread man said. "All I will tell you is that all is not well and Christmas is in grave danger of not happening!"
"Oh no!" Cried Salman. "Who is going to give me my potty bum ken doll with real working toilet flush for Christmas?"
"I don't know laddy" said Marc. But if you don't help us we are in for one crappy Christmas!"