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*raises visible brow* There is Christmas elsewhere?

Certainly; admittedly in areas that humans came to settle and on Earth's "twin" planets.

That seems *frown* ... odd.

Oh? What's so odd about it?

The thought of life on another planet ... It is quite remarkable.

*little smile* I think I take it for granted. I keep forgetting some people don't know.

You have visited many? Worlds, I mean?

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Certainly. My family doesn't sit still for too long, it isn't in our nature.

Your entire family? Now that is odd. One privileged person I might be able to comprehend but...

It's not my entire family. Not my grandparents or my uncle. Just my parents and I.

All the same...

*headtilt, curious* Might I ask how you travel?

The TARDIS. That's Time and Relative Dimensions in Space -- across space and through time. It's actually fairly common for our race.

*blinks* That sounds like an entirely different language, mademoiselle. Might I ask you to explain?

Well, if there's life on other planets, then it's logical for their to be other races, right? I'm not human and travel through time and space is something that my race is rather efficient at.

Of course, yes. You will have to forgive me, mademoiselle. I must seem terribly primitive...

If I may be so bold, you look human enough.

It's nothing to ask forgiveness for, Sir! *brightly* I enjoy seeing other times, other races if only for their opinions on such things. It's all very alien and exciting.

I do! Humanoid. However, my mind brain is different from a human's and I've a binary vascular system, just to name a couple of key-differences.

*small smile* Likewise, I suppose. Now that I have had the honour.

Binary vascular system? Two hearts? That is certainly intriguing, mademoiselle.

Good! I like it when humans are willing to explore new things.

Two. *taps at her chest* Rather useful. *a pause* It's Lyra by the way, my name.

I am the first to admit that humans are disgustingly narrow-minded, are we not?

*smiles* Yes, I can imagine. *bows* Enchanté, mademoiselle. The Opera Ghost, at your service.

I always say that. Can't beat it.

Never. I was on New Earth last year but it wasn't the same.

Really? Does New Earth still do the lighting of the main buildings at the beginning of the advent?

They do! We missed the lighting, though, by five minutes. Can you believe that?

Probably, I've done that before, myself, in the past.

It wasn't important enough to go back for, so we went for hot cocoa instead.

I had a Newellian brandy.

You're far too young for that, I imagine.

I don't like alcohol anyways. Dad had himself a good chuckle when he let me have scotch.

Not a fan of scotch. Not this lifetime, anyway. Sweeter drinks nowadays.

Neither am I, apparently. I had heard it "tastes like silk feels"...So much for that.

Should try hyprocleansed vodka. That tastes like silk feels. And sweeter.

Are you kidding? My parents would kill me dead. *laughs*

Sounds as if you have strict parents, then. Kill you dead over a little alcohol. Too much, weaeaeaeaeaell, I can understand that.

Not strict, just careful. Very much in the mentality you first suggested -- I'm too young. That being said, "kill me dead" is an exaggeration; Mum would frown in disapproval, Dad would say not to come running to him if I wasn't responsible and Daddy would likely say something along the lines of "I'd prefer if you didn't, dear."