It's a science, not an art, but I have to warn you - [ he raises a hand as if to stop any expectations whatsoever. ] - I'm somewhat out of practice, myself.

[ he's not going to ask about arendelle, at least not yet, not when he has a mission to accept and honestly, that could be the name of another resort. are there more like this? tbh it sounds like the food is garbage.

apparently, he's not going to introduce himself, either. cooper lowers his hand and gestures to the buffet again, silently gesturing for her to follow him.

he isn't, however, expecting the ice cream station to be this large. he faces the soft serve machine and its three levers as though it's the most formidable enemy he's encountered in recent years. which isn't too far from the truth, speaking linearly. ]

What you need to know is that your first choices? Change the course of everything. The flavor you choose will lock you into a limited number of options. [ do u understand the responsibility here?

cooper grabs a bowl, turns back to the machine. one lever only tells the truth, one lever only tells lies. it's all very dramatic.

cooper didn't come to play. he goes for swirl. ]