Elsa was at the gelato shop, working the afternoon shift like normal for Sunday. It wasn't a particularly eventful afternoon and the shop, while business was steady, was not overwhelming or too stressful for Elsa. She was currently cleaning the counter and trying her hardest not to think about home or her sister too much. It was hard not too. She missed Anna very much and felt as if a piece of herself was missing without her here. Being that she didn't know if her sister would ever come here, she knew she simply had to keep going, but that didn't mean she didn't stop to think about her at least once a day.
She'd just finished scrubbing off a particularly stubborn stain when the door to the shop opened again and an all too familiar face greeted her vision. "Nikita?" Elsa spoke before she had the chance to stop herself. Before this happened, she hadn't really been familiar with the other woman, but because of the eighties things, she knew of her now. She'd been Qrow's sister during that time and particularly close to Ruby and the others. It was strange seeing her now, in their real setting. Elsa almost dropped her rag, but managed to hang on to it.