Isabella Marie Swan ⌻ "Eve"

"And now," he says, "a little something for all of you—" and he produces a silver tray bearing four teacups and a large steaming teapot, with milk and cream and lumps of sugar all set out next to it. He sets it down in the snow, climbs back into his sledge, and cries "Merry Christmas!" as his reindeer pull him smoothly away.