"A scarf, a scarf," Elsa chirps, nodding vigorously. "I bet I got a carrot in the kitchen for his nose!" She's not sure about eyes, but there's probably something in the kitchen for that, too. It's not like the old days, when she could sweep a couple of coals free of the grate and drop them neatly onto a snowman's face, but they'll figure it out. "Come on, let's go see."