"Mmmm." He reaches into his pocket and produces the small device again. "The Christmas spirit, I think, is comprised of human thoughts. Psychic energy. So! Use this, find the source, and you've found the meaning of Christmas."

He makes a little face. "Arguably one of my more convoluted plans, but I think it should work out. Or take us somewhere interesting, at least."

Since the best part about adventuring was if they didn't end up where they were supposed to, they always ended up somewhere fantastic.