[Anna doesn't even bat an eye; Elsa and her wear the same size, and especially now with none of the pomp and circumstance of their royal selves, it's easy to swap casual clothes.
There are stairs, of course, but Anna's so eager to get out of the house that she opts for a classic banister slide instead. At the bottom, she hops off, dusting down her skirt, and grins.]
Oh, like a tree skirt! That's even better. Why didn't I think of that?
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There are stairs, of course, but Anna's so eager to get out of the house that she opts for a classic banister slide instead. At the bottom, she hops off, dusting down her skirt, and grins.]
Oh, like a tree skirt! That's even better. Why didn't I think of that?