"Yes, build a snowman." She got a sly look on her face as she was looking over her shoulder on her way out of the room and sang the lyric from that song. "Do you wanna build a snowman?" of course she'd seen it.
She left him and grabbed a hoodie she hadn't quite stowed away from the colder weather and put it on knowing he'd have gone on to make the tea. He knew where everything was after all. Once she had the sweatshirt covering her resting bitch face shirt she made her way to the kitchen to join him.
"Tea is sounding nice right about now, it's getting colder." And since she had zero sense of being proper she jumped up to sit on the counter next to him where he was making the tea.