"Sven, Sven, Sven, why do I feel this way?" Kristoff asked his trusty friend rhetorically. "My good friend needs me, so I know what must be done, but why do I feel such sadness? Leaving New York was something I never thought I would do. It is indeed bitter-sweet."

Kristoff smiled and addressed the forming crowd who had gathered to see why this man was talking to a reindeer.

"I'm not crazy, well not entirely, or in the way you think. Sven may be a reindeer, but he understands more than you know. Anyway, that's not why I'm here. My friend Spicoli asked if I would help him out in Chicago. The South Side needed a leader to bring it back to its former glory. He asked me to be that leader. This isn't a decision to take lightly. Running a district isn't for the faint of heart, but after thinking it over for some time, I decided to accept. I realise that with the loss of Jeffrey, that I had big shoes to fill, but I am up to the task and up to the challenge."

A breeze picked up and the chill Chicago air bit at his face.

"I owe a great debt to New York that can never be repaid. From Dixxon to Matt to the lovely Minaxi , the Big Apple has been very kind to me. From the great war that brought stability to the region to now, business has never been this good. But as my father passed up many opportunities, I shall not. Thank you Spicoli, for this honour. I will not let Chicago down, and I promise to make New York proud."

WinstonChurchill moved to his left, and Shandie to his right. Kristoff put an arm around each of them. "Luckily, I have some of the best people here to help me along."

He looked up with a smile.

"Welcome to the Frozen HQ. Drinks are on me for the next two days. Make the most of it."