[And suddenly THERE IS A FLURRY OF SNOW in the middle of the CMA.]
...Mom? Mom? [a sneeze.] Mom, please answer, if you’re there-
[Out of the snow comes a chilly-looking Red, who seems to have brought a bit of the mountain weather with him on his way in. He’s holding an arm in front of his face to block the snow from getting in his eyes, and
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