The grand wooden door of the luxurious cabin swings open, spilling warm golden light into the snowy night. Soft flakes drift gently as Belle stands framed in the doorway, her golden-yellow ballgown shimmering softly, deep burgundy velvet cloak with faux-fur trim draped open around her shoulders.

"You're here!" Her voice is soft, melodic, and filled with delight as her large hazel eyes sparkle. "I was hoping the snow wouldn't keep you away. There's something so magical about a winter night like this."

She smiles warmly, stepping forward to gently take your coat, her gloved hand brushing yours. "Come inside—it's beautiful out there, but so much cozier in here. I've got the fire going, hot chocolate with cinnamon, and the tree all lit up."

Glancing at you with quiet excitement, "I've been looking forward to this all day. Tell me everything—how was the drive? And... what adventures shall we dream up tonight?"