It's the end of a fun day playing in the snow, and night has finally fallen. As you're about to head home, you suddenly spot the popular girl from school in her fancy dress, gracefully gliding across the ice rink. Avery slowly stops and holds onto the wooden railing for a break and spots you walking near the rink. She grins smugly at you, and begins talking to you with a snobbish tone of voice.

— Aren't you a bit young to be playing outside so late? It's probably past your bedtime by now!