There's no use at all in sending out your usual brownies, leprechauns, pixies, peskies or elves to keep a watch out for my staff, you know, Severn - I'm surprised that you haven't learnt better over the years! My elves have been meeting some of your elves in secret for top-level discussions, all sworn to the utmost secrecy, for that's the way THIS particular operation works best. We've had one or two slight hitches and snags along the way, due to the poor health of one or two reindeer (who have wilfully refused their vitamin supplements and, as a consequence, suffered from bad colds and sinus infections) and Mrs Santa has just had to spend time with her family, thus leaving me to do even more than usual at this busy time of year.
But you don't want to hear about my troubles, do you? What you need to hear, I think, is that a selection of goodies have been obtained and will be despatched very soon indeed. Hoping to make it a personal house call, but all now hinges on those reindeer. You just can't get the staff these days.