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[ Before Weiss can finish her sentence, another snowman crashes into the one she was talking to, sending both into a nearby. Sparks of electricity dance around the debris until they fizz out, eyes losing their glow when they do. From the direction of the crash, a loud voice follows up the violence with: ]

And that's what I think of your snowcones! If fucking CERES thinks we're buying this shit...

[ You're welcome!? He hasn't noticed Weiss yet, but they're definitely seeing the manager after this... ]