No Way You Can Back Out Now.

You steel your resolve and puff up your chest. "Absolutely in." You tell her. Melody gives you that special grin she gets whenever she talks you into some seriously stupid shit. Needless to say, you are well acquainted with that grin.

"Haha!" She laughs out loud. "Just like old times, huh?"

"You mean, my accepting a ridiculous bet that you pressure me into?"

"Of course!" She slaps you on the back. "You must be itching to get butt naked on that powder...you know I never lose my bets!"

"You lose your bets easily 50% of the time." You remind her. "And you will be the one out there freezing your tits off, I guarantee it."

"For the sake of your testicles, you better hope so." She snickers. She reaches for the door knob to go outside. "Because in this cold, they probably won't descend again until your next birthdaaaah!" Her taunt is drowned out as she opens the door and catches a face full of snow. The wind is whipping around like mad and snow is falling like crazy, filling your ski storage room with powder.

"Holy shit!" You exclaim as Melody slams the door shut and wipes the snow from her face. "When did that happen? It was clear skies when we got here."

"Christ, that was some frigid winds." Melody shivers. She looks over at you. "I thought it was supposed to be sunny all week. I don't recall the Weather Channel saying anything about snowfall."

"Must be a freak storm." You muse. "That's pretty bizarre. Maybe...maybe we should wait until it passes before we leave the cabin." Your words cause a quandary for Melody; you can tell she wants to tease you for wussing out of going skiing, but the cold wind has obviously given her second thoughts as well.

Either way, it looks like decision is yours.