oo8 ★ LET'S DO THE TIME WARP AGAIN AGAIN

[ One can find Jolt in his yard, surrounded by, and very possibly tangled up in, various strings of Christmas lights. He roots through the mess until he disentangles a strand- and with a careful application of a finger to the appropriate end, the lights flicker to life.

This strand is, perhaps appropriately, bright blue, and Jolt grins. ] Not a bad color, if I do say so myself.

[ He coils up the lights and sets them on the grass, then moves on to the next strand and repeats the process. ]