"Well, it's official," Hades said, stepping closer to Megara. "You have officially found a girl with a heart as cold as your own."
Meg rolled her eyes. She turned away from him, and stared up at the night sky. For a guy who claimed to be the ruler of the underworld, he sure spent a lot of time up on the surface; then again, who could blame him? Down there you couldn't get the same view.
"What does it mattter to you?" she responded.
"Oh, I don't know." Hades shrugged, though a smirk remained on his blue lips. "Maybe it's just the fact that you still have a deal to be made with me."
"And I will get that done." Meg sighed. "Believe me, right now I have better things to worry about - a better person, for that matter."
His smirk widened. "So you love her?"
"I won't say that I'm in love." It was a lie, and they both knew it. Still, how else could Meg respond?
"You know, that Elsa girl is royalty. Even more, she's got ice powers. Are you sure that you can handle that?"
Meg nodded. "Why wouldn't I be able to?" She smirked herself. "Besides, now I can finally get hell to freeze over."
For a moment, Hades only stared at her, his eyes blank. Then, surprisingly, he began to laugh. "You know, I was actually a little worried about you for a moment, but I'm sure that you can actually figure this out."
Meg raised an eyebrow. "Are you lying?"
"Nope," he responded. "I've seen some of that ice stuff, and if anyone can handle it, that person is you." He leaned forward, bringing his voice down to a whisper. "And just between you and me, I really wouldn't mind if you froze the underworld. Zeus definitely owes me a new place."