"I know!" Steph exclaims, scowling at the absent monsters, grumpy as anything. "And all the work you put into it, and me, and you even painted it for me! Ohhh, I was not happy."

She folds her arms, lying back in the snow, glaring at the ceiling - and then laughs at herself. "Mel and I rode the monsters for, like, a hundred miles, and then we had to walk back. It took us a day and a half. That day sucked."