There isn't really a place with a lot of gifts, but the flyer had said that they weren't supposed to bring any. Maybe he'd overstepped. Hmm. Rhodes does a full lap of the strange living room before finally settling on Beside the TV, a place where surely someone would look at some point.

No. Not good enough. He moves it to the coffee table.

Actually, this all sucks, but he's getting a little self conscious now, and forces himself to sit down, on his hands, on the sofa, looking at the door expectantly. "Do you need help with the decorations or anything?" (This is maybe a hint. There's literally no streamers or balloons.)