The girl pulls away a little and gives Anna an odd look. Her head tilts, and Anna's eyes flicker away. The land on Elsa, for a moment, before the girl, still pressed against her, speaks.
"I'm not like, gonna sleep with you," she says. Anna's heart jumps to her throat the same moment her stomach sinks, and it's already hard for her to breath. "I'm not too keen on finding out if the carpet matches the drapes, sweetheart."
With a rough shove, Anna pushes her away. The girl gives a snort, "Whatever," and walks off.