Elsa & Qrow
"Fortunately for you, I don't melt easily and I can keep your beverage chilled to your liking." It felt nice to be able to use her powers so freely for fun things. The concern would always remain in the back of her Elsa's mind. The worry would never vanish completely. There were people Elsa trusted, though. People who would see her through those times if they did ever surface.
She had touched the side of his drink to give it a thin, icy layer with care not to do the same to his hand or fingers. "You wouldn't believe how many people have given me very strange looks after doing that to a coffee beverage."
Her fingers had begun to absently move in light strokes against his neck, but Elsa's attention was certainly elsewhere. "Please tell me that you have had a s'more? I think I also noticed a delicious selection of baked goods." Because Elsa's sweet tooth was one that could rival her sister's.