You both were at a gathering, you both knew it was going to snow and you both wanted to walk. Just to not use the car in the cold and whattnot.

Finally you two bundled up ready to walk home in the freezing snow. Jean loo didnt notice but you forgot gloves, hoping shoving them deep in your pockets would keep them warm.

He was talking about something, his music, or about conversations or complaining about the cold.