"Just a kiss," Goodman agreed with a lazy grin, bells in his beard lightly tinkling as if in gentle warning. "Unless you're offering more...?"<br/><br/>She was deliciously innocent and if he hadn't committed - somewhat - to his "be good to get a wish from Saint Nicholas" plan, he might have been more tempted to corrupt her. As it was, when she swept towards him and brushed her lips against his, Goodman behaved himself, gently rolling his own lips against hers in a sweet coaxing during the brief contact. A chaste, flirty little bit of contact and as she drew back, he arched a dark eyebrow at her as if to justify his innocence all along. Just a kiss indeed.<br/><br/>"Thank you, sweet Dawn. It's just a simple tradition, nothing untoward. I promise..."<br/><br/>With a stout sniff, he ambled towards Jen and still dangled the sprig over his head teasingly. "How about you, J? You know mistletoe, yeah?" Playfully, he pursed his lips at her, grinning in a relaxed fashion.