Hey there. Name's Jack Frost. Spirit of winter, Guardian of Fun
"You make me want to reconsider this whole thing. I’ll still give it a shot, but keep in mind what I said about getting you back if I die. That smack on the face wont be pretty."
"You’re not gonna dieeee. You’ll be fine, promise~"
"Who’s turning who into a ghost now?"
"Yeah, but the longer you stay the more horrid summer becomes."
"But hey, I’ll try to convince her. You’re gonna have to stay close though. In case I get blown off or something you can just come to my rescue."
"Y’know, the whole point of you going to talk to her was so she wouldn’t get mad at me. And if she sees me, this plan isn’t gonna work. So as much as I’d like to watch your back, you’re gonna have to do this on your own."