Kristoff and Anna walked along the river, looking at all the teams crowded along the banks for the regatta.
"I could use something to warm up," Kristoff declared as they came to a food truck.
"My hot chocolate wasn't good enough?" Anna asked.
"I'm not saying I didn't like it," Kristoff said. "But we've been walking for a while now."
"Oh! Mulled cider?" Anna exclaimed, looking at the truck.
"Want one?" Kristoff asked, pulling out his wallet. He tried not to wince looking at the price.
"You sure?" Anna asked.
Kristoff nodded, then handed over his money. "Two hot ciders."