Well, they have not thrown us out of the establishment yet, Sigyn, so let us meander through the seasonal offerings.
It would appear that Midgardians are gearing up once again for the annual festival of the Eater Bunny. Once more, children will seek to appease the ravenous lagomorph with gifts of colored eggs and other frivolities.
Ah. Votary images of the foul beast.
Those are properly terrifying. Step back, Sigyn–the tall one looks poised to crush unwary supplicants!
Oh, but this one appears considerably more benign.
Have a care, my love! The creature may seem “wooby” and soft, but there are no doubt formidable incisors hidden behind that tiny smirk.
Usually at this time of year, one can find effigies constructed of inferior confectionery.
And here they are! Although these shiny bunnies may be less duplicitous than the larger statues, which always seem to offer days of solid, cocoa-induced euphoria, but which are usually waxy, hollow shams which taste of disappointment and false promises.
Moving on. My beloved is enchanted with these miniature, egg-shaped snow globes.
In find them completely baffling and unscientific. In what reality do they make sense?! Not only would baby ducks, chickens, and rabbits both drown AND suffocate if sealed in containers of water, but the vigorous shaking one is expected to do would scramble their brains permanently! Not to mention that if caught in sudden spring blizzard, such as is represented by these baubles, baby animals would likely freeze to death! Hmmm. Maybe that is the whole point. Perhaps these are meant as symbolic offerings to the Eater Bunny—stand-ins for actual animals sacrificed to its capricious, insatiable hunger?
Sigyn has found something which reeks less of death.
You are mighty cute up there, precious!
And very conspicuous. Pray dismount, my love–the sales clerk is headed in our direction, and she seems less than pleased.
Ah, very clever! Blending in is always a good strategy.
With any luck, we shall remain undetected while the humans are ejected for loitering.