[Wanda releases the breath she hadn't realized she was holding and grins. Good, he likes them. Maybe she should trade for that jam more often...]

We can make whatever traditions we want. If there's anything you want to do, Vision...I want you to be happy.

[She rests a hand on the table and her eyes flash red as she pictures what she wants - two mugs of hot chocolate. With marshmallows, of course.]

Maybe we could start with sharing some hot chocolate?