Roger gives a slight glance over to the spatting lovers and rolls his eyes. "Sometimes... ah, never mind." He turns over his shoulder. "Cindy, it appears they're not going to kiss and make up anytime soon, not with that one drinking as heavily as she is.<br/><br/>"Ooohhh, look! Pretty!" He jumps up, heading to the window and pressing his face against the glass to watch the snow drift down.