John is for sure properly bundled up; long peacock, scarf and an Irish cap. He truly loved getting lost in this snow. There's a twinkle in his those big brown eyes (that seem even child-like) with this snow falling.

He's not going to hold his tongue out forever; and eventually does decide to start heading back; after all, a nice cup of hot cocoa is great after a winter walk, with his tongue properly back in his mouth.

"Oi! Young man. What are you doing outside in those - strange clothes? Are you looking to catch pneumonia?"