Joel makes a noncommittal sound, as he picks up one of the smaller paring knives. Good for carving, thought gingerbread'll be a new one on him. He's not sure he cares to do much of the decorating, but he's already in it, now.

"Pretty sure you're supposed to cover these things in candy, too." He gestures to the bags lined along the other side of the aisle just behind them, stuffed with peppermints and gumdrops and candycanes.