"How the heck did you get your hands frozen?" Monica asked as she held a fireball over Ace's hands to melt the ice holding them together.
"Just hold the fireball there for a while." Ace said with a shaky voice after the ice had melted off.
That ice had been on his hands for quite a while now so just melting them off wasn't going to make his hands warm.
"Okay, that's enough." He said as his hands had gotten warm again.
"Okay," Monica said as she threw the fireball to the floor.
"Thanks, Monica." Ace said with a voice of relief as he stretched his fingers.
"You still haven't told me how you got your hands frozen," Monica said. "Was it Henry?"
"No, that spiked hair wouldn't be able to do this to me." Ace said.
"Then who did it to you?" Monica asked.
"I was trying to win a date when that happened." Ace said.
"A date?" Monica said.
