She threw back her head and laughed at the description of Sam's brother, eying the crowd before she settled her eyes on him once more. "Perfect, though it would likely be a constant battle of who was on top. And that works to cover more than one way," she giggled, tapping her nose.
Elisabeth sighed contently, tugging on Sam's sleeve, "Alright then, come on. You have to sing at least one song with me before we blow this Popsicle stand." She batted her eyelashes and clasped her hands together against her left cheek. "Pllleeeaasssee?"