"Who are you?" Shrek asked.

"They call me the Abominable Snowman, but I hate that name. Just call me Yeti. What is your name?"

"Shrek."

"What do they call you?"

"Monster."

"Yeah, humans are always giving us bad names. Is that why you were crying?"

"That wasn't crying. That was...snowing with style. I was making my own snow."

"Wow. Quite a talent. I make my own yellow snowcones."

He brought a tray of yellow snowcones out from behind his back. Shrek gave a disgusted look.

"I'm not even gonna ask how you made those. I've eaten things that humans believe are gross, but those things that you have there will not be eaten by me."

"You care what humans think of you?"

"No. I couldn't care less what humans think of me."

"Then what were you yelling about?"

"I was yelling because some monsters from another world dumped me in this place instead of dumping me in my dump of a home which I would have preferred."

"If you want, you can stay at my place. What do you say?"

"I say that you are annoying."

"I'm guessing that you want to freeze to death now that you won't be going home anymore."

"There is still a chance. They said the door will work in the morning. I will think of a way to get home."

"At least just spend the night in my cave. It's just one night."

Shrek sighed.

"I don't suppose there are any other places to stay in around here."

"There's a village down the mountain, but it's full of humans."

"I don't want them poking me with pitchforks while I try to sleep."

"Is that a yes?"

Shrek sighed once more.

"Yes. I will stay over in your cave for the night."

"Great! Let's get you settled in."

Shrek followed the Abominable Snowman up the mountain and into his cave.