Jess looked at him, her antlers slightly crooked. For all her talk about holiday magic, she realized she’d been using the festivities as a shield. Beside her, Nick was watching from a distance, a rare look of genuine concern on his face.
As the gang piled into the car, the tension wasn't just coming from Schmidt. Jess was feeling the weight of her own complicated romantic life. Her ex, Sam, had been blowing up her phone. He wanted to talk, but Jess, fearful of getting her heart broken again, was determined to hide behind a mask of festive franticness. [S2E11] Santa
She took a breath, the smell of pine and expensive cologne filling the air. "Okay," she said softly. "No more running." Jess looked at him, her antlers slightly crooked
Nick caught Jess’s eye as they walked to the car. "So," he said, "Seven parties. We survived." As the gang piled into the car, the