[Well, Vianca was certainly right - if Vinnie had his way, it'd simply never snow, period. But extensive training on Mt. Silver had already tempered him to the worst that the cold had to offer. Nothing spelled winter fun like hailstorms chipping away at you.

Whoever this quiet girl was, she blended right in with all the snow and slush. From the corner of his eye, he could see her - red eyes, just like him, and something familiar about her presence. In a way, she reminded him of Spinner. It made him curious.

So there they both where, both trying to stare at each other while pretending that they were minding their own business. What the hell? It didn't take long for Vinnie to get tired of that game.

So he just turned to glance in her direction.]

...Hi.