[In her subsequent defense, she has the grace to look slightly sheepish for the preface.]

Just checking. I didn't want you to think I was here to pick a fight again.

[As seemed to be the case in the majority of past conversations where the Winter Spirit was involved.]

Okay, so a couple days ago was his one-year anniversary of getting suck in Turtle Land with the rest of us. It was also the one-year of the first day we met, so I decided to surprise him with a day out of fun. One of the things I wanted to do for him was take him way, way out near Turtle's edge, where it would be just the two of us.

I asked Jack if he would do some of his snow magic for me, like he did way back when. It wouldn't affect me, and it would give him a chance to let loose without having to worry about hurting anyone. [Her smile faltered as she thought back to his initial reaction:] He refused.