Picture the scene: you've spent a whole week fixing fairy lights to your house so Clausward will be able to find it in the dark. It looks so magical that you don't even care your electricity bill will be more than you earn in a year, and you can even tolerate your neighbours complaints that they can't sleep at night. You step outside to admire your handiwork. Wait a minute... who's that on the roof? Is it... could it really be HIM...? SANTA?!!
Oh. No. It's just your Edward Cullen standee.