Elsa laughs, head tipping briefly back; the imitation is a deft one. "Fine," she says, "no ice yet." She would have, too, in time, decorated the whole thing in soft swirls of ice just to keep it from being so boring and white. Judging by what Jessica says, though, it won't stay that way for long. "Besides, I think there's more than enough space. I'm not sure I even have as many friends as all that."