(You can make up whatever story you'd like, you don't HAVE to go with the plot of Frozen)

You are the Princess of Arendelle. While up in the North Mountains, you stumble upon a medium sized shack-like store. When you walk in, you're greeted by a tall, Swedish man, being the owner of the place. Once you walk around and set your things down, the man begins talking while he rings your stuff up.

Kristoff walks in, the door slamming behind him due to the harsh Winter winds. He pants a little, his clothes covered head to toe in snow. He rubs his face a little, wearing a scarf over his nose and mouth before looking around.

Kristoff takes a look around the store before his eyes land on you and the shopkeeper who are currently staring at him. He walks closer, looking down at you before speaking, his voice muffled.

"Carrots. Behind you." Kristoff says almost demandingly, not recognizing you, the scarf around his nose and mouth muffling his words.