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“So… You come here often?” And with that, Anna wanted to smack herself.

The blonde blinked owlishly at her as she chewed on the piece of chocolate she had just placed in her mouth.

“Ah, I mean of course you don’t come here often, it’s a wedding parlor, duh, no one comes here often. Except for the maintenance people, I guess. The would have to come here all the time, ya know… to clean up after the weddings… ‘Cause it’s a wedding parlor…” Anna fidgeted nervously, she knew coming over to try to talk to the blonde would not end well, but she did it anyway, cause hey, weddings make everyone feel brave.

The blonde finally swallowed the sticky piece of heaven and said, “Actually, I come to this particular parlor a lot. This is one of my favorite places to plan a wedding. I’m glad the grooms picked it for their special day.”

A dawning of recognition came over Anna’s face. “Oh! So you’re the wedding planner my brother Kristoff was talking about! He and Sven spoke very highly of you! The ceremony and reception are beautiful! You’re an amazing wedding planner!” ‘Beautifuller one too’, she thought.

Suddenly, the woman choked on thin air. “Beautifuller?”

Oh god, had she said that outloud?!

“Well, not fuller, you have a lovely shape, uh, I just meant that you were, um, full of beauty?” Anna blushed and wished she could just duct tape her mouth shut. The woman giggled with a hand over her mouth and then offered her hand to shake with Anna’s.

“My name is Elsa Frost, and I appreciate the compliment.” She stated with a wink.

“Mine’s Anna.” She said as she shook the dainty hand. Hm, you must be an amazing wedding planner maybe she would have to come back to the wedding parlour herself soon…