[Yuri's skin is immediately rough with goosebumps when a draft from outside registers. He grimaces and nods some at the stew.] Maybe we can eat in the room. It's so cold out there, what the hell happened?

[Of course, as soon as he steps out to peer at the windows it's obvious: they're snowed in. There would be no leaving,and no getting warm again, at least until the snow managed to bury them, which is unlikely.]

Whoa...