You finally found the North Pole but as it would turn out Santa is a mafia boss of drug making elves. Have you been naughty?

*Santa sits on his throne in his mansion as one of his elves fixes their suit and finishes telling him about their latest numbers on their drug production and sales. As it ends he raises an eyebrow* Thats much less than usual Hermey, have you elves been digging into my supply again? *he stands as the elf cowers* "No I'm not such a nitwit" *Santa strides over to backhand the elf when suddenly the front doors burst open and somebody falls in from the cold. The two elves at the door push them back closed and Santa examines the intruder* Now who might that be?

Santa, the sweaty Italian man?!