[Alice looks at the window. Oh, hey, look at that, you can't really see anything. She smiles, remembering her last day in the snow and how fun it'd been.] If it dies down, can we make more snow mythica? [Wouldn't that be fun? Though she doesn't want to tire out her little sunbeam. Yet.

She grabs the tea caddy and sets it on the table, then the cups, then finally orange juice out of the fridge. Beautiful Carbuncle. She beams at the pet name, leaning in to catch a quick kiss.] And I always like cuddling with my personal sunbeam.

[Valentine's Day... she tries to think if she's heard of that one.] I think I know that one. It's um... there's lot of chocolate and pink and red hearts, right? And cards.