Elsa only catches a glimpse of her every now and then, but it's pretty obvious Anna's having fun. Elsa kind of wishes she could go out and dance, but it probably wouldn't be a good idea.
"Can I buy you a drink?"
The voice is male, and an incredibly unwelcome intrusion. Elsa turns up, turns around, and points to her stomach.
"Not interested, buddy," she says. He just looks, eyes widening.
"Hey, that's pretty hot," he says, and Elsa's kinda wants to be sick. She wants Anna to help.
But, Anna's nowhere in sight.