Nick's Secret Weapon

Nick was glad madeline had thought to give him back his key. A young fir stood conspicuously in the corner of his suite, bedazzled in tinsel. Beneath its branches were a dozen packages wrapped in festive paper,. chocolate chip cookies and a tall glass of milk sat on the night stand by his bed. Bing crosbie and david bowe piped through the entire suite while a roaring fire sent smoke up a chimney that led where he couldn't begin to imagine. All loadstones for nick's power. In the event he needed more than he had on hand.