He was staring down at his Pad, like he did in most of his free time, when suddenly he laughed.
“I accidentally switched this thing to Earth time. It changed the calendar, too.”
“So, guess what today is.”
“John, I really don’t—”
She stared at him for a minute. “John, what does it matter if it’s Christmas or Easter or Boxing Day? That’s Earth. This isn’t.”
He scowled. “I just thought you’d get a kick out of it, that’s all.”
She sighed, shook her head. “Oh, fine. Merry Christmas, John. Happy?”
He grinned. “Yeah, I am.”