Ivy whoops, an arm around Jacob’s neck and the other thrown up in exhilaration. When prompted, she shows the staff member their tickets and they were allowed in to an arena the size of a football field. 

Winter sighs and squeezes him lightly. “Hey, buck up. I’m sure that he’ll get over it until he’s only slightly annoyed with her, the way you are,” her voice turns cheery but is still soft.