This is how Gwen's letter and Ryan and the gang meet Santa goes in Crash, Thomas and Ryan Meet Arthur Christmas.
[We see a girl waiting to cross the street]
[She crosses and posts a letter in a letter box on the other side. At the North Pole]
Gwen Hines: [voice-over] Dear Santa, are you real? If you live at the North Pole, then how come I can't see your house when I look on Google Earth? Are you Saint Nicholas? Because you'd be incredibly old. How do you have time to read all the letters from all the children in the world? And how many cookies and mince pies have you eaten in all of history? How do you get all the presents in the sack? Does your sack have to get bigger every year because of exponential population growth? And how do you get down the chimneys? I put my head in ours and it's really small. Even if you could squeeze down it in one minute there's nine houses in my road so that's nearly 10 minutes. And there are millions of roads in the world. It must be so hard being Santa these days. I mean, what if after all of that, I'm staying at Grandma's? Santa, how can you get round the whole world in just one night? My friend said that you'd have to go so fast it would make you and the sleigh and the reindeer all burn up. I think you are real. But how do you do it? For Christmas I would love a pink Twinkle Bike with stabilizers. But please don't bring it if it makes you and the reindeer burn. Love, Gwen Hines. 23 Mimosa Avenue, Trelew, Cornwall, England.
[Arthur pins the picture to a wall]
Arthur Christmas: [voice over] Dear, Gwen. Thank you for your letter and brilliant picture. Your request for a pink Twinkle Bike will be passed on to Santa. And, yes, do believe in Santa. He is real. He's the greatest man ever. And he can get around the world to every child without a single reindeer being roasted ali... Hurt. By the time the sun comes up on Christmas Day, he'll get to you too using his special magic.
[Cut to the Autobot Base]
Ryan F-Freeman: Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way~
Matau T. Monkey: Oh What fun it is to ride~
Bertram T. Monkey: In a one horse open sleigh~
Crash Bandicoot: Wow. It's the most favourite time of the year. Christmas. [puts a Christmas hat on Flurry Heart]
Bertram T. Monkey: [fires tinsel at the walls] There.
Matau T. Monkey: Cool. I guess Master Ryan would kiss Meg under the missletoe. Like a smitten kitten. Rowl.