Santa: [s2e11]

The night became a blur of eggnog and awkward encounters. At party number three, Schmidt tried to "accidentally" show off his fitness by doing pull-ups on a doorframe, only to have it nearly collapse. At party number five, Winston became convinced that a department store Santa was actually a master criminal in disguise, leading to a very intense and entirely unnecessary interrogation by the buffet table.

Schmidt, naturally, was more concerned with the logistics of his own social standing. He was currently trying to navigate the delicate social waters of seeing Cece at these parties, especially since she was bringing her new, very handsome boyfriend, Robby. Schmidt’s plan for the night was a mix of calculated indifference and occasional, desperate lunges for attention. [S2E11] Santa

She took a breath, the smell of pine and expensive cologne filling the air. "Okay," she said softly. "No more running." The night became a blur of eggnog and awkward encounters

"Jess, stop running," he said, his voice quiet. He didn't look angry; he looked exhausted. "I don't want to play games. I want to be with you. For real." Schmidt, naturally, was more concerned with the logistics