Dear Santa,
I've been a good girl this year. I haven't blown anything up this year, nor have I wounded anyone. I have not thwarted the side of light in their pursuit of world peace, ending hunger, and all that silly paladin-ish stuff.
I would like a puppy for the holidays this year.
Should said puppy not be forthcoming - all bets are off.
This is your final warning. Should my demands for a puppy not be met by 12pm on 12/25, elves will mysteriously disappear, one by one, until you have to do all your labor without your little pointy eared slaves.
Sincerely,
Me
P.S. The usual toll of cookies and milk will be placed appropriately on the table by the sofa. If you should be so foolish as to remove them without the placement of aforementioned puppy, I will come fetch them back -with interest.
Me
Nick calls this my serious face. I'm really just trying not to look like an idiot.