Anita. The mines?
Jack Frost. Sure. We dig out just the kind we want. We have caramel mines, and vanilla mines and mines full of chocolate almonds, and rivers of fig paste and strawberry ice cream soda. They flow right through the picture-book garden.
Anita. Oh, it must be the most wonderful place in the whole world.
Jack Frost. And I help take care of it. I have fourteen little brothers, and we're all twins.
Anita. And have you a mother, too? Has Santa Claus a nice-a, fine-a wife?
Jack Frost (laughs). Of course he's got a wife. Haven't you ever heard of my mother. Her name is Mary.
Jack Frost. Why, Merry Mary Christmas, of course. I thought everyone knew that.
Anita. And does she go round the world with Santa Claus on the night before Christmas?
Jack Frost. Oh, no, she's too busy for that. She stays at home and takes care of the gardens.