She glances back at him, frowning a bit. "It's Christmas, you're not supposed to buy yourself anything." Liz's boots are not included in that, by the way. She's gotten used to the more healthful food, even letting the occasional green stuff pass over her plate. "So get something." Liz says as she gets to Robbie to keep him away from the germ ridden birds.

She almost falls and decides that it might be better to just sit on the ground and wait for Owen. "Let's stay here until Daddy comes back, OK?" Liz says to the baby as he starts making eager gestures towards the ice skating rink. "Oh, no." She looks down at Robbie. "You can't even walk yet, baby. You can't skate."