Grab: Playing cards, baby liquor bottles, mixed nuts, and your prettiest (random/unmatched) bowl.
Giftees: Up-for-anything neighbors and people who love to host (or don’t do it enough).

Grab: The nearest bottle of red wine, a can of fruit cocktail, one orange (to slice and use for garnish), a small jar of ground cinnamon (they’ll want a half teaspoon per bottle of wine).
Giftees: Younger siblings and cousins just out (and imbibing) on their own.

Grab: Bundled kitchen utensils, gourmet cooking magazines (fill out the subscription cards on behalf of the recipient).
Giftees: Seasoned hostesses or those lacking flavor.

Grab: Hotel bath product bottles, anything to help keep walk-of-shame talk at bay. Most importantly — and this is crucial — a key to your place.
Giftees: Lovers and friends who happen to also be lovers.

Grab: A tote stocked with inflatable beach/bath pillows, a few good books, coconut bath oil, summery cocktail mix.
Giftees: New (and veteran) moms who can’t afford a winter vacation.

Grab: Things that say, “I will scoop your pet’s poo,” like you mean it — a new leash, plastic bags, doggie shampoo. Bonus points for sniffing out Mr. Wigglebutt’s favorite treats.
Giftees: Four-legged-friend owners.

Grab: Garden aisle seedling and seed pack; personalized envelope, bud vase, or mason jar.
Giftees: Constant gardeners and aspiring green thumbs.

Grab: The kids, construction paper, glue sticks, unframed family photos, crayons, and some time in the backseat helping them write captions and bind the book with ribbon.
Giftees: Grandparents, godparents, and those good at saying “Awww.”

Grab: Anything worthy of an at-home spa day, followed by a night out on the town — the nearest new clippers, tweezers, polishes, and sticks.
Giftees: The first person who told you velvet manicures were “a thing,” the last person to treat you to a mani/pedi.