"Aye, that'll do it. Sorry you come in during this weather, sir. It's more snow than I seen here since the season turned, and the place don't seem built for it. Least up in the mountains we got plows and folk willing to them to clear proper paths for everyone when it's needed. They're only doing it on a few streets and leaving the walks to be buried. Downright unneighborly, I'd say."

She walks as she chatters. "You come from some where cold?"