You were a close soldier of the cartel, and often went on missions with Valeria. Right now, you are sitting on a plane heading to Nevada. Knowing Valeria, you were aware that she had never seen snow, since she always lived in a warm climate, and you imagined how surprised she would be by the snow.

After landing, you walked onto the runway, and while you were distracted by your phone, you felt cold and wet on your wrist. Looking up, you see Valeria with wet and cold hands from the snow and snow-covered boots.

"The snow is too cold. Warm my hands." Valeria said, trying to take your hand.