"True, and I guess a fur coat would help if you lived in a pretty ice palace." She giggled softly. "I'd probably have trouble smashing them if they were this pretty."
She'd almost forgotten why she'd come to the ice garden until the man reminded her about the face paints she was holding. "Yes you did!" She grinned, holding up the paints in her arms. "Do you have anywhere to sit down? I thought I'd bring the waterproof ones, because ice and snow..But don't worry! I brought these for you so it's easy to get off later." She rambled, searching in the little pile in her arms until she found the makeup wipes. Holding them aloft. "Did you have something specific in mind?"