She held out the package. It was wrapped in cream paper and tied up with a purple ribbon. Instead, nestled gently on tissue paper, is a pair of simple mugs -- done in a deep blue and with an ever so slightly inconsistent pattern of colour -- darker in some places, lighter in others. And nudged between them was a tin of hot chocolate -- a dark bitter drinking chocolate with chillis and cinnamon. The flavour profile was one introduced to her by the navy boys and, now, she remembered it when she also remembered Katara's preference for drinks that weren't too sweet.

Even before Katara opened it -- even if she didn't open it yet at all -- Buffy began to prattle: "It's more of a wintery thing, I guess. But maybe it's not so bad to have something you have to wait to enjoy?"