Far Out There

Under normal circumstances, this would be the part where I’d make some meta-jokes about what exactly Astrid did to get on the Naughty List in the first place, but I’m actually distracted by something else.  See, as originally written, this page wasn’t going to have anywhere NEAR as much dialog.  Basically, it’s just have been the first two lines, in order to give the page room to breathe and look as cinematic as possible… but then I realized I’d written more than 25 pages and needed to condense some stuff, and suddenly this page gained a whole second page’s worth of speech bubbles.  But here’s the thing: I also had to rewrite the dialog to fit the new placement, namely coming up with some kind of punchline or climactic moment to end up.  That resulted in the whole conversation changing shape to turn into this brief argument over who “puts” people on the Naughty List in the grand scheme of things, and man, I really like that bit.  So much so, that I surely must have half-remembered it from someplace else.  Is there some holiday special I’m not remembering where Santa gets into a philosophical debate about The List?