As he noticed her, Leonel quickened his pace, though the cold seemed to bite at his leg, forcing him to slow down.

Nonetheless, he continued towards her with a warm smile, each step drawing him closer.

Meanwhile, the snow continued to fall.

Glancing towards the coffee shop behind her, Leonel offered with a gentle smile, “Would you like to join me for a cup of coffee, Miss Fowler?"

Alexis, hands in her pockets, teased back, “I'd love to. But are you sure you can afford it, Mr. Douglas?"