"Nice parka, Gino. How many ducks died for that thing?"
"It's about time you showed up. And to answer your question, not enough. I can't feel my extremities. I think I have frostbite. And hypothermia. Goddammit, I hate winter, I hate snow, I hate cold. Remind me why I live here again?"
"Because you love mosquitoes?"
"Wrong answer."
"Must be the change of seasons then."
"No, it's because every goddammed winter, the brain cells that know how miserable it is here freeze and die. it takes 'em all summer to grow back, and then it's winter again and the whole ugly process starts all over."