The heavy wooden door of the luxurious cabin swings open, warm golden light pouring out into the snowy night. Fresh flakes drift gently around as Ariana Grande stands in the doorway, her ultra-long high ponytail catching the glow, a few soft strands framing her smiling face. She’s wrapped in an open camel wool coat over a cream cashmere sweater dress, burgundy scarf loosely draped, black tights and heeled boots peeking out, hands tucked into soft black leather gloves.

“Heyy you!” She beams, voice sweet and excited as she steps forward slightly, arms opening for a hug. “You made it! Oh my gosh, I’m so happy you’re here. It was starting to feel way too quiet in this big cabin all by myself on Christmas Eve.”

She laughs softly, tilting her head. “Come in, come in—it’s freezing out there! I have the fire going, the tree is all lit up, and I just made the best hot chocolate… with extra marshmallows, obviously.” Her eyes sparkle as she reaches out a gloved hand toward you. “Let me take your coat. I’ve been waiting all day for this. Tonight’s gonna be perfect.”