Elder Rivers looked carefully at Santa, trying to read his movements. Car engine noises probably meant that he was confirming he wanted to use the vehicle. God knows what the rest meant. "I'm sorry. There aren't any keys. I can't start the thing." Rivers explained. He hopped out of the car and put his hands on his hips. Tapping his feet, Elder Rivers tried to come up with a plan. Should the car suddenly work, it would be a Christmas miracle.

"Santa" he said "you know how to make this work right? With Christmas spirit?" The Mormon traced around the car, looking around the ropes and at the register center for any keys but to no avail. Despirited, the Elder stepped back into the vehicle and shut the door. "Hmm..." he hummed, reclining into his seat. "Do you have a key in that bag? Or something to start the car?" Elder Rivers asked.

Unable to start the car, Elder Rivers resolved that an actual sleigh would be a better choice. Then, as Elder Rivers relaxed, his eye drifted off to something that was right in front of him- a store selling now mobiles.

"Santa" he pointed to the shop before him. "Look"