"Well, I didn't say I hated getting out of them," he chuckled. "Though it is quite embarrassing having to wait for a rescue. I was almost a bloody marine! Done in by mistletoe." He shook is head at the thought and picked up another of the "fries" to nibble on, holding out another to Owen in offering. "You'd think they'd be a bit more obvious, but no. Sneakier than my dog when he wants a bit of my bacon butty."