Chloe shivers, wrapping her arms tightly around herself as she trudges towards him in the snow. It was fun for the first few minutes, but she's remembering why she likes Los Angeles so much.

"I'm down for anything if it will help me be able to feel my fingers again," she admits, moving closer to him if nothing else to block the wind, although still slightly wary that he might pull a fast one and leave her covered in snow again. Granted, she did start all of this, so it wouldn't be undeserved. "I know the lack of top-shelf liquor is cramping your style, but maybe we can track down a fireplace and some moonshine."