[Who would Elsa be if she wasn't a worrier, really?]

Wow. So that's where all our rubber bands went. I thought a mouse or bird was stealing them!

[Seriously Anna. Are you a nymph or some kind of leafy gargoyle??? That's some impressive hoarding!

Elsa reaches over to grab the ball, carefully pulling a few off the top layer. It shouldn't fall apart with just a few here and there, right...]

So, are we doing small and cozy tonight, to keep out the chill? Or something big and fancy?