The Angel Plate

Mrs Frosty: Are you glad we didn't go with them, dear?
Mr Frosty: Of course, dear. Think about it. Why did we need to go away? It's warm, cozy, and quiet with those Daleks gone. We can do as we please!
Mrs Frosty: But we could have gone skiing, eaten at interesting, new restaurants, and made angels in the snow.
Mr Frosty: So? I can make an angel, right here on our plate.
Mrs Frosty: Oh. Perhaps, if we had a french fry, to place above her head?
Mr Frosty: A golden halo? I love it! It's Carl's Jr for lunch!
Mrs Frosty: Carl's Jr for lunch? Then perhaps we should order onion rings instead. They're shaped more like an angel's halo.
Mr Frosty: Once again, you demonstrate your incalculable wisdom, my dear.

An Invitation Rejected

Mrs Frosty: What do you think, dear?
Mr Frosty: Thanks for the invitation, good sirs. Perhaps next time.
Pocket: Uh, I just thought, they'll be snow and all...
Mr Frosty: While a trip to the mountains sounds lovely, I'm afraid we'll be much too busy in your absence.

Mrs Frosty: Shall we get stuck in, then?
Mr Frosty: Absolutely! I couldn't wait for them to leave! Is the tea ready then?
Mrs Frosty: Yes, of course, dear.
Mr Frosty: Lovely.