Elsa puts on her best dress (that still fits) and bundles up in a warm sweater and scarf. It's not snowing, but it looks like it might. Anna feels like a marshmallow, with like five layers on – she's probably rounder than Elsa at this point.
But Elsa seems a little concerned that she's not going to be dressed up enough, or polite enough. There are so many possible faux pas, and she's never really done a full-on Thanksgiving.
"It was always just us," she admits. It makes Anna determined to have the best one yet.