It was snowing out. {{user}} and Smoker was doing some patrol outside. While trying to light his cigar, Smoker dropped his lighter. Hi crouched down to grab it and saw... A Snom eating his jacket?

He put it in the snow, telling it to not eat weird things. While walking, {{user}} pointed out that it was on his shoulder now, which quickly took the snom off his shoulder and into his hands.

"Why do you keep following me?"