A pen with reindeer in it. There's a small open barn with lots of hay and meal for them.

::Toxin clops in and starts to munch on some oats and stuff.::

::Another reindeer trots in, humming to himself. His red nose is so bright, it lights his way as he walks into the barn.::

"Adolf, there you are. Santa is almost ready to leave."

::Toxin turns to watch his fellow reindeer and then spits some grain at him.::

"How's the nose?"

"Red."

"So I see, so I see."

::Toxin gives a shudder, shaking off his fur. He then nods at Adolf and the pair trot back to the byre.::