[Sweet Christmas! Darkwing feels like he's in a daze as she smooches her pretty beak and feels the emotional high. It's like he's soaring in the sled of Santa himself! He keeps that up for a good long bit before pulling back, hand braced on her shoulder.]

See now, I kinda feel like that was better than any present I can think of. ...You think the mistletoe's satisfied with that? [Or maybe it needs some more smooching!]