[You know what? Guess who's got two thumbs, is going to give an appreciative laugh, and knock back a handful of snow in a totally not slightly numb hand much like one would knock back a shot of rum.]

You're alright, you know that? [Said through an equal mouthful of snow.] If we don't die let's get drinks later. And I have no idea where the hell I am either besides 'somewhere with snow.' Man. If they're going to lock us out- [Mysterious spirits they.] -they could've at least made things easier. Gave us a map. Made the place look more interesting. Gave us something to do besides freeze our asses to death.