The sun is shining and hail is blustering wildly everywhere. The temperature is 82F and everybody is standing in a rough circle on a deep snowbank.

Shivered [hypothermic, shivering uncontrollably]: "Oh my god it's so cold oh my god oh my god."

Boss [in shorts, wearing shades]: "You get used to it."

Zombie Advocate: "There were a number of concerns around --"