Topher was very pleased with himself. He might have terrible, terrible taste in clothing, and hopeless taste in dudes, but at least he could give good presents.

Of course, now he would have to come up with better stuff for actual Christmas. Oops.

"No prob," he said, grinning a little. "That was way better than Peter's reaction when I gave him that one by mistake." Doing his scary-accurate Peter impression, Topher mimicked, "'Do I look like a fifteen-year-old girl to you, kid?'"