What's with the sad face? You saw the bathroom? It's just--even though we fed the homeless, it doesn't feel like Thanksgiving without my father. But you made a lot of people happy here tonight, and you should feel pretty good about that. - Yes, I do. - Come on, elf. We better clear these tables. We have to be at Santaland in an hour. Why you have to be there in the middle of the night? Because it's Black Friday, and the doors open at 5:00 A.M. Yeah, we want to be there right on time to see the first person trampled to death by UGGs. We have to work all night and then all day tomorrow. How are we gonna do this? I got the answer right here. Max, I'm not doing cocaine. If we could afford cocaine, we could afford a mixer. Nine-hour energy shots, aka elf juice. I've never done these. Do they work? Millions of wired-off-their-asses college students can't be wrong. Whoa, whoa, whoa! Did you just drink that whole thing? Yeah, why? Nothing. I'm sure it's not too much. They suggest sipping it, but... Who are they?