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[jim_halpert]

Jim had little time to himself, what with all his responsibilities, so when he found a little break in the action he took it. He found a spot near the fireplace in the rec room, pen and pad in hand, and was attempting - in vain - to decide what he'd be getting Pam this year for Christmas. He couldn't very well just not give her anything, but she

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[poison_lipstick]

Now that Saffron had gotten her hands on some warm clothes, she didn't mind so much going outside, but being in the compound where it was warm was still preferable. That is, unless she had someone tall and handsome like Billy or Dean to keep her warm in the snow.

She headed into the rec room, her jeans and low-cut sweater still showing off her figure nicely but more practical for the cold. Her shoes - someone had called them 'uggs' - scuffed lightly against the ground as she walked, both hands wrapped around a cup of green tea. She smiled when she saw that Jim was already there, looking a mite stumped about something.

"Hey there, Jim," she said softly, going to sit next to him. "What's that you're working on?"

[jim_halpert]

Jim had been in deep enough thought that he hadn't even noticed anyone enter the room. He smiled up at her, though, the moment he did see her heading over.

"Hey. Trying to come up with ideas for a present," he said, then smirked down at his blank sheet of paper. "As you can see, I'm full of them."

[poison_lipstick]

"Clearly," Saffron said, looking down at the blank sheet with a little laugh. "Who's the present for? Your wife?"

[jim_halpert]

"Yeah," he said, with a little smile. "Christmas is coming up, and I want to get her something special. I can't believe I'm going to say this, but I miss being able to just go out and shop for things.