"Hmm...", Cirno squinted at the clown, then the portal, then back at the clown, then back at the portal... and then back to the clown. Then she squinted at the portal, and then back to the clown. The tower began to sink further into the lava. It was almost as if the clown wanted them to do something. But what could it be?

"..._Hmmmmmm_...", she said, squinting at the clown's gestures. She tugged on Okuu's sleeve, "Okuu-", she said, squinting, "I think Mister Clown... I think he... wants me to build him a _SWEET RAMP_!", she jabbed a finger at Pete triumphantly, "That's totally it, right? You want an _awesome ramp_ so you can spray that slippy stuff on it and do _really cool jumps_! Don't worry, Mister Clown-", the fairy jabbed a thumb at her chest, "-Cirno is _on the case_!"

"Honyaaa! Honyaaa!", Cirno chanted as she jumped around and waved her hands- there wasn't any reason too, but she thought it was fun so she did it anyway- condensing and shaping water vapor into ice, which then, in turn, was quickly shaped into a crude, somewhat rough ramp with the portal at its base. She stood in front of it, hands placed triumphantly in her hips, "Toldja I could do it! Pretty sweet, huh?"