This time it's Elena looming over Ben as he struggles in the snow and she lets out a small, sweet giggle. Almost like chasing and serenading a man against his will is a fun little game. Well, it is, but ...

She moves to offer her hand in help but he's already making his way to his feet. Okay, she has to accept it, he's shy. And that's fine.

"All right, all right I'll work on it. But trust me, Ben Carver, everyone in town will have the worm of your song wriggling in their heads before the snow melts!"

She says it like a virtuous promise and less like the threat it probably is.