Denise is doing a crossword, and she keeps asking the vet for help, but the vet isn't interested. When Denise says she needs a five letter word for a tree, the vet says, "I don't know. Why don't you ask Santa?"
   Santa is standing by the fireplace. She asks him and he says, "I'm sitting on a box."
   "That's why," Denise says to the vet.
   They hear someone running down the stairs, and then Darren comes into the room. "I just met three ghosts!" he says. "They were Christmas ghosts. At least I think they were. I asked the first one about it, but he just looked down at his feet. Actually, he didn't have any feet. He looked at the second ghost's feet, and he tried to take them while the second ghost was looking away. And actually, they weren't really the second ghost's feet either. The third ghost gave them to him in exchange for an orange."
   "Why don't you ask Darren about the crossword clue?" the vet says to Denise.
   Denise sighs and half-heartedly says, "Seven down, a type of tree, five letters."
   "I didn't ask where he got the orange."
   Denise just looks at the vet.