[??????? Okay WHAT.]

Whoever's behind all of this... they have to be messing with us in some way. Is that bacon???

[She walks over to the pile of discarded costumes and picks up the bacon strip. Elsa isn't really one to be picky when it comes to clothes - she'll wear anything, really - but her nose still wrinkles when she feels the material of the costume. Oh, this feels like it could crumble any minute!]

Why would someone want to wear food???