Bobby: *singing* Oh, the weather outside is frightful–
Jack: But the fire is so delightful–
Cas: And since we've got no place to go–
Gabe: *crashes in, wearing ice blue dress* LET IT GO! LET IT GO! CAN'T HOLD IT BACK ANYMORE!
Dean: *bursts in, also in ice blue dress* LET IT GO! LET IT GOOO! TURN AWAY AND SLAM THE DOOR!
Balthazar: *walks in, singing at the top of her lungs* I DON'T CARE WHAT THEY'RE GOING TO SAY!
All three: Let the storm rage on. *look expectantly at door*
Sam: *sighs, walks in with the matching dress and hair braided* The cold never bothered me anyway.
Jack: Who...How...What...
Bobby: GET OUT OF MY LIVING ROOM!
