I climbed anything I could. And I did dance, and then cheer in high school. They try and teach you how to safely fall in both of those, but it doesn’t always work out. [She tries not to think of the fall— of the bleachers full of people, laughing—-


She snaps back into reality.]

But— thank you. It’s really nice. Actually, I’ve been meaning to show you something! Wait here one sec, okay? [Before Elsa can even respond, she’s turning—- oh, brr, her knees are cold, she better walk instead of run over to the bleachers, to pick up the big ol’ tote she’s been carrying around as a purse.

She pats the bleachers beside her, so she doesn’t have to return to Elsa’s side.] Come take a look!

[She’s got.... the photo that features B, Elsa’s sister, B again(?) and... That’s just Hans in a mustache. Even Farrah can tell that.]