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"This is Elsa when she's getting married."
"Ooh, pretty. Who's she getting married with?"
"Uh... um... I haven't made them yet. Uh... hm... uh... Eric. From Ariel."
"What about Ariel?"
"No."
"I mean, I thought Eric wanted to get married with Ariel."
"Ariel can marry Kristoff."
"What about Anna?"
"They have to - it has to be someone from a different story."
"Oh, okay. Why Eric? Like, what would make them good together?"
"Elsa could make a leash for the dog, like, from ice, but not cold. And she could make jewelry for them that would be ice jewelry but it wouldn't feel cold and they could wear that."
"Sure, I bet Eric would like that."
"And Elsa is making ice cream for after they get married and she's making all kinds of sprinkles and gummies for it for a sweet treat. And then they're going to do a dance where Eric picks up Elsa and throws her over a chair and [the description of this dance went on at great length the entire time I was writing this up, with demonstrations and a lot of details about Elsa's shoes and they're running down a hall and honestly I got kind of lost in the details. It was a magnificent, elaborate vision of choreography, I don't even know.]"
"Yeah? My goodness."
"And Elsa and Eric both start with E."
[The story is still going. They're going to dance almost until midnight and then have dessert and then they'll go to bed after they brush their teeth and they'll be so exhausted they'll forget to take off their dancing clothes which is apparently extremely funny and so the next day they have to do the wedding again but finally that night they remember to put on their pajamas so they don't have to do the wedding again the next day.]