The List

Pandemic or not, this is not Mary's first planning session for Christmas dinner. 
She has the List. And she is ticking the items off, one by one, like a Crimbo Terminator. 

Young Dave behind her did not write a list. He has been zigzagging aimlessly for a the past 15 minutes in search of items he's never heard of (he usually does the Friday evening shop after work: frozen pizza and craft beers). 
At a loss, he has pulled out his phone and called his wife.
He is getting an earful. 

It's beginning to feel a lot like Christmas.