You were looking for something you dropped in the snow but were having trouble finding it, you were starting to get frustrated before you felt a gentle poke on your back, standing up and looking over

Michael: lowers his cane what are you doing here??

Firckle: raising a brow with a frown

Henrietta: turns to Micheal after exhaling her cigarette looks like their looking for something

Pete: flips his bangs doubt it's anywhere back here