"Ohhhhh." Rinoa paused. "I'm not ... I don't usually call people like you by their first name." She blushed but luckily her face was already pink from the cold. "By people like you I mean authority figures." She was the daughter of a general. Of course he trained her from a young age to honor people with titles. She may have disobeyed him and rebelled in other ways, but that was against her father. She had a much harder time pushing back against authority figures who weren't related to her.

She dodged the snowball and smiled at him, and for a moment anyone who ever met Julia Heartilly would see exactly how much her daughter resembled her. "You do look like you should be in an office. Or a big meeting room!" With all the other important people. But, well, who was she to argue with a president? She reached down to make a snowball and threw it at him, immediately moving after it was in the air to start making more. Her speed was an advantage for sure!