[Yang'll look at her confused and then take the offered piece of paper. Her features'll shift through a few expressions as she reads it from curious to bemusement, to cringing, to...biting her bottom lip.

Which doesn't work because a loud snerk escapes her anyway, followed by her just giving up and laughing.]

Oh my god.

[Hang on. She's got this. Pulling it together. ...Nope, cracking up again. And she's having a hard time getting her words out now.]

I'm sorry. [Not really.] The ice sculpture thing, I can't...

[Deep breaths, Xiao Long.]

Oh...oh wow...some things just don't change.

[She coughs to clear her throat and regain the rest of her composure as she hands the letter back.]

I had absolutely nothing to do with this.