"So, bad snowstorm, eh?"
"Yeah, it's a pretty bad snowstorm, I've seen worse mind. I hear all flights out of here are canceled." the old man fought to stop himself smiling.
"Looks like we'll all be stuck here for some time; you better make yourself comfortable," he said dryly.
"So where are you headed, dressed like that I'd guess you were going fishing?"
"Close -I'm Hunting, I mean I'm going hunting. Excuse me, I have to get moving, I'm meeting somebody,"
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