Ooh, mystery filters! Freya, slightly more prepared than the others, manages to strike a pose for the camera just in time. "Ice creeeeeeeeeam!" she sings, baring her teeth in a wide grin while the photobooth flashes and clicks away. Eventually, and with much clunking and grinding, the machine spits out the photos and Freya immediately reaches out to grab them. "Gimme gimme gimme! How do we look?"