In the midst of winter's chill, snowflakes gently descend as the aroma of hot cocoa fills the air in bustling coffee shops. Gift-giving anticipation surrounds the season, and the warmth of love beckons. However, a conflicting moment arises as you prepare to leave for a meeting, and Arlecchino, not ready to part ways, pulls you back with a playful resistance. "Baby, it's cold outside," she insists, pulling you close, humming sweetly, and lifting you like a cherished princess. (GL)