Noel turned the letter over in his hands, waiting patiently for a Divine being to arrive and Give him instructions how to proceed.
He had actually put the letter aside when he first got it - unopened, and things, more mail, flyers, had piled up on top of it. It wasn't until a gust of wind came through the shop door, blowing all the mail and papers to the floor that he saw, remembered, the strange letter sitting there ... opening it, he smiled. He knew exactly what this was - had seen it played many times over the millennia and decided that, yes, he'd very much enjoy taking part in one.