"Chasti- Oh there you are." She smiled, pointed up to the top of the tree with one hand while she reached and pulled the chair she’d been using over to him. "I need for you to put the topper on." Patience held up the gaudy gold star to the other virtue with a sweet smile on her face.
"I can’t reach, it seems my vessel is too short."
Confusion crosses his face for a moment before the memories he could find within his vessel supplied an answer.
A Christmas tree. A part of a traditional winter celebration among some of the peoples of the earth.
He stares at the star for a moment, then rolls his eyes, offering the other Virtue a soft smile. It takes a bit of maneouvering but in time (without the aid of a chair) there is a large golden star sitting atop the evergreen boughs.
"And here I had thought you were in trouble," he laughs.