"Hold on, hold on, I'm coming." She reaches back into the back of the car again pulling out some heavy duty winter pants with straps and a nice draw string around the waist.  You can't say the girl doesn't come prepared.  Granted while crossing through the rockies it's almost always a good idea to bring winter clothes, even in the summer.  As it is, she's slipping her spandex (and long johns beneath that) clad legs into the pants, removing the jacket so she can put the suspenders over her shoulder and then puts the jacket back on.  The girl then grabs a bright orange beanie and puts it on then looks up towards the other two while she slips on some gloves.  "Oh, and there's a flashlight in my bag, Allison, we'll need that to find the car again just turn it on.  It's one of the LCD flashlights, long battery, bright as hell.<br/><br/>She grins and hops out of the car immediately sinking into the snow.  Still she's pretty much toasty warm, and if all else fails she has the hood on her jacket (that's rolled up currently) and a mask for her mouth and nose should it be too cold to keep her face bare.  As for why is she going? Well never hurts to have someone attuned to the supernatural realm in these cases.  Almost as soon as she's out of the car, she's reaching back in and grabbing her machete.  Never can be too careful.