Elsa was in the front yard when Kristoff walked up.
"Hey, Elsa, what's up?"
"Oh, hey," she said, "Anna told me you were coming over this afternoon. I'm trying to get this poison ivy pulled out here."
"That would explain the gloves," Kristoff laughed.
"Right," Elsa chuckled, looking at her hands.
Kristoff stood awkwardly at the edge of the sidewalk.
"Anyhow," Elsa said after a moment, "Anna's in the kitchen right now. Thanks for the Venus flytrap, by the way. Don't tell Anna, but we have a bit of a fly problem."
"No problem," Kristoff nodded, heading into the house.